Disclaimer. As usual I don't own Harry Potter, or any of the characters, things, or animals, that are mentioned in the Harry Potter books, I do how ever own the plot in this little venture into the Potter verse

A brother or sister

"Harry please! Harry, you have to do this. I'll do anything you want just don't let my girl throw all she has worked for away. All those years of hard work and study will be wasted. Please Harry you have to know I'm right, Weasley will drain all the life out of my Hermione. Harry I can't ask anyone else, you are the one who loves her, she loves you even if she didn't admit it to you. Stop this stupid wedding and I'll even have a baby for you if that's what it takes." Helen Granger begged of her daughters' best friend.

Harry having been in love with Hermione for several years knew that the older woman was right. His one time best mate would indeed suck all the life out of the greatest witch of the millennium. Harry knew for certain that a relationship built on arguing and irrational jealousy could do nothing but harm. He did however chuckle at Helen's last offer of having a baby for him. Hermione had told her mother sometime in the previous four years that his greatest desire was to have a family.

"So what are you finding so funny," Helen asked a small smile replacing the look of worry she wore.

"Oh it's nothing much, just you saying you would have a baby for me, you know." Harry answered.

"Harry I was not joking about that… now that Richard has decided to stay in Australia with his little floozy, well I can now choose to have another baby and to be truthful I have wanted one since Hermione was just three or four years old. I've waited twenty years for this, if you don't want to save Hermione… well why don't you come up stairs with me and we can spend the week while she and the Weasel are away with you putting as many sperm donations inside me as you can possibly manage. after the week is over I'll not ask for anymore donations, or anything else, I promise." Helen almost whispered in his ear.

Harry James Potter was never a stupid man, here was a really good looking woman who was inviting him to her bed with just one simple intention on her mind. To get herself pregnant with no comittment from him. Clasping her hand gently he allowed her to lead him to her bedroom, where for the next eight days he spent more time inside her than he did eating drinking and sleeping all put together.

It was a very tired young man and a slightly sore older extremely satisfied woman who left the room just two hours before Hermione was to arrive home. "So what will you tell Hermione about being pregnant, if indeed you are pregnant and are going to tell her?" he asked smiling as he tucked his shirt in to his waist band.

"Oh the simple truth, you know… all about how kind you were to donate some of your sperm for me. Not my fault if I happen to be talking about artificial insemination first and she gets the wrong idea." Helen chuckled a little then spoke again, "Take her from him Harry, give our little one a brother sister."

Three and a half hours later after dropping Hermione off, Ron left the Grangers while Hermione talking to her mum went on about what an awful holiday it had been with Ron moaning about everything and anything. Harry who had been living with the Grangers for several months was standing out in the garden where he could be seen pottering with the flower beds, while the women talked their women talk. Helen told her daughter that now she was alone how she wanted to try for another baby before she was too old, true to her word she mentioned the artificial insemination before she also told a happier Hermione how she had had a donation of sperm from Harry for the baby.

While the illusion of Harry Potter pottered about in the garden, the real Harry who having had a taste of the mother now wanted the daughter more than he had ever done before, and to be truthful he had wanted her since they were fourteen years old. Followed his red headed ex best mate toward the local railway station.

It looked to the disillusioned Harry like so many other fatal accidents when Ronald Bilius Weasley 'tripped' over something unseen, and fell onto the railway tracks right in front of an express train that was travelling around seventy miles an hour. It took the authorities quite some time to gather the body parts that had once been a wizard.

Inside the house two women were still talking when unnoticed the illusion Harry was replaced by the real one. Just a few minutes later he was called in for tea and sat quite happily listening as Hermione shared the tale of the holiday from hell with Ron.

As Helen followed Hermione up to bed later that night she heard Harry whisper to her that he had decided that the baby did indeed deserve a brother or sister… hopefully in the not to distant future.

"Shame about Ron being clumsy though." Harry said with an exagerated sigh as he entered his bedroom.

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