"Look! Mummy! Look at all the cool Quidditch stuff!" Eli shouted to Hermione as they walked into a Quidditch shop. Eli ran immediately to the brooms. His jaw was literally hanging open as he stared at the Firebolts, the Clean Sweeps, and the Nimbus 2000s. Then, he hurried over to the Snitches and Quaffles.

"Eli really likes Quidditch, doesn't he?" Harry said to Hermione in amazement. "I've never seen a little kid that immediately ran to a Quidditch store upon entering Diagon Alley."

"You don't know Eli, then," Hermione said. "He loves Quidditch almost as much as you do."

"Maybe even more," Harry mused as Eli ran from uniform to uniform, examining each closely.

"Hey, I've got an idea," she said suddenly. "Why don't we stop by Fred and George's joke shop?"

"Okay,"

"Hermione! Harry! It's good to see you two!" Fred greeted them as they walked in. Eli frantically tried to hide behind his mother. "And who's the little guy?"

"This is Eli," Hermione said, scooping him up. "He's a little shy, but you wouldn't know it if you knew him. He talks constantly."

"Harry! Hermione!" came another voice. George was walking toward them. "I see that you two finally got together. About bloody time." He was looking at Eli.

"Er, sorry to break this to you," Harry said, running his hand through his hair. "But we're not-"

"We're not married, is what he's trying to say," Hermione said. "Or together. I don't know why you would think otherwise. Harry isn't Eli's father."

"Er," George said uncomfortably. Her son looks just like Harry, he thought. "No reason, really."

"How would Eli like a lollipop?" Fred said, cutting through the awkward silence.

"Yeah!" Eli said, and dashed toward Fred.

"Don't you dare give him one of your joke lollipops!" Hermione said warningly.

"I won't!" Fred said innocently. "Merlin, Hermione, do you really think I'd do that to a poor child?"

"I wouldn't put it past them," Harry murmured only loud enough for Hermione to hear. As Fred went to fetch one, Eli ran around the shop, exploring everything, George on his heels.

"Eli, don't touch anything!" his mother warned.

"Oh, come off it, Hermione," Harry said. "Let him have some fun."

Suddenly, there was a loud squawking noise, and a surprised little yelp. A dazed Eli came back to where Harry and Hermione were standing, a large colored parrot in his hand.

"All I did was touch one of those wands over there," he gestured to the aisle behind him. "And then it turned into this!" he brandished the parrot.

"He got hold of one of the joke wands Mum used to yell at us for," George explained. Harry laughed, while Hermione scowled at her son.

"I'm sorry, George," she said, handing the parrot back to him. "Eli likes to touch everything."

"No problem," George said, laughing. He handed the parrot back to Eli. "He can keep it." After Fred came back with the lollipop, Harry, Hermione, and Eli headed for Ron's.

"Hermione! It's good to see you again!" Ron said, giving her a hug when they walked in. "It's been so long."

"Three years," Harry said as he walked in, carrying Eli. Hermione was sincerely surprised when Eli allowed himself to be scooped up. He usually didn't stand for anyone to pick him up. He thought it was too babyish.

"Hermione! It's great to see you!" Luna had just walked in. She set down the laundry basket she had been carrying to give Hermione a hug.

"And this must be Eli," Ron said, patting the little boy on the back, who buried his face into Harry's shirt.

"He's a little shy," Hermione explained, taking him from Harry. Eli squirmed until Hermione set him on the ground. "Don't touch anything, Eli!"

"I won't!" Eli said. Ron chuckled.

"He's cute," he said.

While Luna and Hermione were talking, Ron took Harry aside.

"Have you and Hermione ever 'been together'?" he asked.

"No," Harry shook his head in confusion. "Why?"

"Um," Ron said awkwardly. He had never been very good at confrontations. "No reason, really."

"You know," Harry said, "that's the same thing your brothers said to me this afternoon."

"Harry! The child looks just like you!" Ron whispered loudly. "Haven't you noticed?"

"No frankly," Harry replied. "Anthony must have someone with black hair and green eyes on his side of the family. Bloody hell, Ron! I really don't think Hermione would neglect to tell me if I had fathered a child!" With that, he walked off.

"Maybe Hermione doesn't know," Ron mused to himself.

About an hour later, Harry noticed Eli was getting a little restless, and announced that it was probably time to visit Mrs. Weasley.

"It's been good seeing you," Luna said, as Hermione helped Eli put his coat and shoes back on.

"I'd be careful about Mum, if I were you," Ron said. "Ever since Charlie and his wife had a baby, she's been crying and saying that all her babies have grown up and 'nobody needs her anymore'" he mimicked his mother.

"Charlie has a baby?" Hermione asked. "What about working with dragons?"

"He hasn't worked with dragons for awhile now," was the reply. "He's seems to have taken after our old uncle and become an accountant, except he works for Gringotts, not Muggles."

"Oh," Hermione said, trying to absorb all the information.

A few minutes later, they arrived at the Weasley's. Mrs. Weasley was outside, tending to her garden, which she had become partial to doing since Ginny moved out after she graduated.

"Hermione!" she shrieked, and ran to give her a hug.

"Hello, Mrs. Weasley," Hermione said. Eli was, once again, trying to hide behind Hermione's legs.

"And who's this little one?" Mrs. Weasley asked.

"Mrs. Weasley, this is Eli," Hermione said; scooping him up, though promptly set him back down again when he started to squirm.

"Well hello, Eli," Mrs. Weasley said cheerfully. Then, as many people had done that day, her gaze flickered from Harry to Eli, and back.

"Well then dears," she said. 'I've just baked a batch of cookies! Come on in and stay awhile."

"Yeah! Cookies!" Eli shouted, sending the adults into laughter. "What?"

As soon as Eli was settled on the kitchen table with a plate of cookies and a glass of milk, Mrs. Weasley took Harry and Hermione aside.

"Now, I'm not one to judge," she said. "But are you two dating?"

"Mrs. Weasley!" Hermione said, shocked. "No matter how much I dislike Anthony at times, I wouldn't cheat on him!"

"Well then," she said. "Would you two please explain to me why Eli looks nothing like his father, but like Harry?"

"We don't know why," Harry cut in. "Maybe Anthony has someone who looks like Eli on his side of the family."

"Maybe you're right," Mrs. Weasley said. "Maybe I'm just overreacting. Ever since the children left, my mother's intuition has been a little rusty." After a few moments in silence, all three of them were startled by a small scream from Eli.

"Mummy!" he cried. "What's that?" he pointed a small finger at a gnome sitting at the edge of the plate.

"That's just a gnome, Eli," she said, as Mrs. Weasley muttered to herself that the gnomes had been into her potatoes again, and threw the small creature out the door. Harry checked his watch.

"We should be going," he said, grabbing Eli's coat and helping the small boy into it. Mrs. Weasley looked at her clock.

"Is that the time?" she gasped as Mr. Weasley's hand moved from "work" to "traveling". "I should be starting on supper! Well, it was nice seeing you two! Please, come back soon! And bring Eli!"