Flashback.

'Oi, party in the common room, NOW!'

the 5th and 7th year Gryffindors cheered as Ron shouted the perfect way to celebrate the end of year exams.

The party lasted into the early hours of the morning, with Ron and Harry disappearing to get food and drink. They

even had firewhiskey as Ron had turned 18 that March. Hermione didn't blow a fuse like she normally did when they

came back, instead she was first inline to try some, much to her best friends shock and later horror.

All the 7th years got very drunk that night and around 2am Hermione followed Ron up the stairs to the boys'

dormitories, both having trouble walking and seeing the stairs. They came down half and hour later Ron looking

very pleased with himself, and Hermione regretful, but it was obvious neither would remember in the morning.

Harry spent most of the night dancing and seriously flirting with Hermione, but even as they couldn't stand up right,

or see each other probably, both still knew not to take it any further.

Soon graduation was upon them and as Hermione was Head Girl she had to make a speech:

' 7 years may have past since we walked through those doors as scared 11 year olds, but all of s went through things

that have shaped us into who we are today. What we have done in the past would have made adults cry out in

desperation. We didn't. We carried on, our heads held high and looking as if god himself couldn't bring us down.

Hogwarts hasn't just been a home away from home, it's been home. It's been our strength to carry on, our friends

have supported us, our teachers taught us what we needed to know, we've learned how to survive plainly on

experience and instinct. And we are still here. We always will be. Nothing can stop us from fulfilling our dreams, our

friends will always be there, just as Hogwarts will be in the next stage of our world, the next stage of peace.'

Applause greeted her speech and everyone felt the pride and belief in themselves that they had lacked during the

fighting, glad it was finally over.

That night, the last night of being in the castle as students, the Head students met in the Room of Requirement. There

was no need for words, they knew what to do, neither was embarrassed, and as both called out the others name

during the night, they knew they would never forget what it felt like to be with each other.

Soon after graduation, the males of the trio started Auror training. Though Voldemort had been killed by Harry in

6th year, plenty of Death Eaters were waiting to take his place.

Meanwhile Hermione went to Med College to become a healer. She started in August, but by September, she was

facing expulsion as she kept missing mourning lessons. He tutor called her into his office and asked if she was

pregnant. She denied it, but after a test proved positive, she was forced to quit.

She spent hours trying to work out who the father was. When she was told roughly when the baby had been

conceived she remembered the party, that had been held 3 days before graduation.

She moved to a small cottage near a hospital out of London and waited. She told no one. She lived alone. She went

into labor on the 23 Match at only 18. Both parents' names were put on the muggle birth certificate of the small

baby. She put a charm on the baby girls so she would grow up looking like the squibs she was placing her with.

As Hermione placed her 3-day-old daughter in the cot of her new home, she said one thing that the baby would

always remember:

'I hope to God that I never lay eyes on you again. If you ever come to my world, them let Death Eaters get to you

before I do, little Granger!'