Chapter two

Discovering the piece thought lost

Hermione grumbled as she entered her home and dropped her bag. Though she loved AJ dearly he was too much for Harry and she had left for work ten minutes late that morning.

She was grateful to find the house peaceful that night… Ron had flooed them telling them that Draco would pick AJ up and Ron would not be back until the next week as he and Luna were going away for the weekend to celebrate their good news… plus Mrs Weasley couldn't find them to plan their wedding.

Hermione grinned as she slumped down on the sofa kicking her shoes off, she felt her eyelids drooping before she curled her legs up and snuggled into the sofa feeling the fire light and warmth spreading over her. Soon she found her self slipping into sleep, she didn't stir when Harry crept in and smiled down at Hermione before summoning a blanket from upstairs and spreading over his sleeping best friend.

Harry bent down beside her and pushed a few strands out of her face, remembering her words for early that morning. In fact he hadn't thought about anything else, it was his dream… to have a family with Hermione.

With a deep sigh Harry stood up letting his shoulders slump forward knowing that he would never admit to Hermione his feelings for the fear of ruining their friendship.

"I want to tell you how much I love you Hermione… and how much I wish you was holding my baby" Harry wished before leaving his sleeping friend. Missing the shooting star that seemed to burst into a sparkle of lights.

Hermione jerked awake, frowning as she looked around the darken room. Confusion settled only for a few moments before she remembered she had fallen asleep in the front room, the fire now gone she still felt the warmth. In a few hours it would become cold but Hermione smiled knowing that Harry had come home and covered her with a blanket.

THUD

The noise that had awoken her… Hermione scratched at her head before pulling her self up from the sofa. Looking around she found nothing that could cause the sound, grabbing her wand she illuminated the room.

THUD

Hermione turned sharply towards the hallway, the sound was coming from outside the front door. Hermione frowned as she held the wand before her and headed to the hallway.

Hermione peered around the corner into the hallway and considered calling for Harry but she kicked her self, she wasn't put into Gryffindor for nothing. So with a steadying breath Hermione headed to the door and wrenched it open to find… nothing.

Hermione's brow furrowed deeply before she peered out into the street, all was quiet and still. Hermione searched around the streets once more before she went to pull back in until a sharp cry pierced the night. Hermione stumbled back slightly before she tripped over her feet and landed with a smack on her backside.

She snapped her eyes to the small basket sitting on the door step; whimpers were now being emitted from the wriggling basket. Hermione managed to get to her knees and crawled towards the basket, peering over the edge to find a pair of bright hazel eyes staring up at her. The baby as it seemed to be couldn't be more then eight months old, the baby had wisps of dark brown/black curls.

After a few moments Hermione held enough courage to pick the baby up and found the baby was a boy. He was dressed in a green one piece suit with white fuzzy feet, he clutched at air until Hermione gently placed a finger in his hand and the baby squeezed it hard and didn't seem to want to let go.

Hermione held her breath as the baby seemed to find contentment and fall asleep, Hermione waited a few moments before pulling her finger free and reached to the basket inside which a parchment, bottles, nappies, toys and a blanket of Gryffindor colours sat in one corner. Hermione struggled to her feet and picked the basket up and carried it into the front room, closing the door silently behind her.

She settled into the sofa the baby resting peacefully against her; she trailed her finger tips through the baby's hair stroking his chubby cheek before she picked up the letter and opened it.

Miss Granger,

I know this must come as a shock but we from shooting stars heard your wish… this child you hold in your arms is in dire need of a mother to love him and care for him.

You no doubt have never heard of our work… Muggle's have created their own version but in fact we have been around for many centuries. We are spirits of stars that have fallen to earth… we have a special sense that hears the most heartfelt and most innocent of wishes.

Most wishes we grant are simple enough and need not much explaining, however your wish will come in two parts… this child needs a mother and we feel that we have completed one part of your wish. However in time you will discover the truth of this child and you will- you alone we might add- will complete the second part… you will know when this has been completed as a second letter will be sent.

If by any chance you find this is not what you truly wish or what you really want, despite the fact that we know what is in your heart, the child will return to us and we shall find a wonderful family who you may meet for the child but you will never be able to see him again.

We hope you find what you and wish you and your new child (we have reframed from naming him) will discover what you both need.

All the best wishes,

Shooting star Joxer

To contact me you simply look out the window from where you made your wish and wish to speak to Joxer.

Hermione didn't stop her mouth from dropping open, the parchment slowly dropped from her hands. The words changed to that of a birth certificate with Hermione's name printed on the mother's name line.

Hermione snapped back when the baby began to wiggle, she rocked him gently before staring at him, he was beautiful… he was chubby but not fat. He looked familiar but when Hermione couldn't place it. However she didn't care as she held him to her, every now and then he reached for air but Hermione found that he enjoyed just holding on to Hermione's finger.

Hermione stared at him and wondered if she truly wanted this child… she had made the wish but holding this flesh and blood baby she wondered if she was ready for this. She had imagined that she would find a husband first and then the baby would come later but it didn't truly matter, he was here and Hermione remembered the words about giving him to another family.

"Do I deserve you" Hermione whispered to the sleeping child and as on cue he opened his bright hazel eyes and cooed up at her. Hermione grinned and shook her head feeling the tears pool in her eyes.

"Even I don't deserve you I will make sure I will… I will do anything for you. My baby" Hermione said with a small voice feeling the tears break down, her baby boy her son.

The baby seemed to understand for he gurgled up at her squeezing her finger tightly to assure Hermione he wasn't going anywhere. Hermione didn't stop the tears hugging her new son tightly to her curling up on the sofa looking at the baby in awe.

"Guess we have to figure a name for you" Hermione admitted as the baby cooed, kissing him lightly Hermione began to run names through her head.

"Hmm how about Phillip" Hermione offered but the baby scrunched his forehead up causing Hermione to gush over him. Chewing her lip she shook her head, agreeing with her son.

"Maybe not… no your not a Phillip…hmm, well I know your middle name will have to be James" Hermione offered and again the baby seemed to understand her for he cooed up at her. Hermione grinned and bounced the baby on her knee.

Hermione grinned at the baby when a first name came to her but se chewed her lip and the baby tugged at her finger bringing Hermione's attention back to him.

"Sirius James Granger, but we will have to wait for Harry to wake up… Harry will have to like it because he's going to become your uncle… and Ron, no doubt you will love your Uncle Ron and Uncles George and Fred… and aunties Ginny and Luna" Hermione declared as the baby became excited.

Hermione grabbed the bottle from the basket and it immediately filled with milk… testing it on her arm she found it was the prefect temperature and she began to feed the baby. A parchment appeared beside Hermione and pulling the bottle from the baby's mouth for a second she readjusted herself so she could feed the baby and read the parchment.

Miss Granger and baby of course,

Enclosed with the child, whom I might add is beautiful, is some things you might need for the first few days. The bottles will fill twice each when you must feed the beautiful little boy. Nappies for when he needs are met and a few toys which he will keep for his life.

Tap his basket once and it will change into a Moses basket until you can get the items he will need.

If you find you can not find the items you wish simply tap this parchment once for a list of all the things a new born may need and on wards until he becomes a teenager, twice for an order form and your items will be sent to you and a bill which we have the pleasure to tell you will only be collected when you feel you have the time (though when the child turns ten we will require the money, but no rush).

All the best wishes,

Shooting Star Eliza, the mummy shop department.

P.S. we have all been informed of your special wish and though we may not tell you fully until you have understood and completed the second phase, I know how wonderful this child is and will be and I hope to help you as much as I can… I hope you liked his little suit.

Hermione smiled brightly before looking to her son, he soon finished the bottle and began to squirm. Hermione placed the bottle down and placed the baby over her shoulder and patted his back, after a few moments the baby burped. Hermione rested him back in her arms and soothed him as he began to fall a sleep.

Hermione tapped her wand against the basket and it quickly changed into a Moses basket with a mobile hanging over the head of it with shoot stars that tinkled and spun. Hermione placed the baby into the basket and lay on the sofa watching him sleep. Slowly sleep stole over her again while a smile played over her lips as her son dreamt.

i'm so glad this was received well... and i know some have asked what AJ stands for it's Albus Junior... but if you don't like then it can be for Andrew James if you so wish. thanks for the review and i hope you enjoy the rest of the story.