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AN: I don't really know what to say, I am slow, but then again, I have a lot of stuff to do in uni so... Thanks to my lovely beta, you all know her by now. So, yeah, let's get on with the story...


Harry sat on the couch waiting, while listening to Hermione rushing around in the kitchen. He could also hear the dark baritone of Remus singing in the other room. Since when does Remus sing? What on earth is going on here? Harry thought.

"So, here is your tea. I think we should just wait a minute until Remus comes back with clothes for you, I don't think I can keep a conversation going with you in just your underwear. Oh, and the apron has to come off, it is just… Ugh…" Hermione said, and then she giggled as she ended her sentence.

"Oh, yeah…" Harry said, as he looked down on himself. In the excitement and shock of seeing Hermione again, he had forgotten about his attire. He could feel his cheeks flush, but before he got to say anything more, Remus came into the living room carrying clothes for him.

"They may be a bit short on your legs, but showing your ankles has to be better than just your boxers." Remus said, with a smile.

"Yeah, of course. Thanks, Moony." Harry said, as he quickly divested himself of the apron, and pulled on the trousers and t-shirt that Remus brought. He could see Hermione smiling at Remus, while he was putting the clothes on. He sat down and looked expectantly on them.

"Okay, now I'm dressed, I have a hot beverage. Can one of you please tell me what on earth is going on? And who that cute little boy was?" Harry said, when neither of them seemed ready to start. Hermione smiled at Remus, and it seemed like he would be starting the story this time.

"Ok, Harry. You remember I left, do you know why?" Remus asked.

"Uhm… No. Wait, was it because of Hermione?!" Harry exclaimed as he suddenly connected some of the dots.

"Yes. You see, I had fallen in love with Hermione. Then, three days before she left, we spent the evening in the library. We drank a lot of firewhiskey, and our inhibitions were lowered. We both wanted to, though we didn't know that at the time. We slept together that night. I left in the morning because I thought Hermione and Ron were dating, and I didn't want to see the regret in her eyes. I avoided her until that day in the Burrow, and you know how that went. When Sirius got back he told me what had happened. I went to bed that night and decided that I needed to get away. After all, I had lost the woman I loved. You know most of what happened since, I travelled and wrote home to you and Sirius. Then almost two weeks ago, I saw Hermione, on the streets here in town. We talked, which brings us here, today." Remus explained, while smiling.

Harry was struck by a thought, Remus had never seemed so happy and content. He turned to look at Hermione, and could see her smile as well.

"Ok, so Hermione left because of Ron, and because of you. That still doesn't explain who the little boy is. Unless…" Harry trailed off, as his eyes went wide.

"I see you connected it. He is our son. He was conceived three days before I left. I didn't know that at the time of course. But well…" Hermione said, smiling at Harry's shocked face.

"Oh Merlin, he looks like a mini Remus with curls! You have a son!" Harry stuttered.

"Yes, and you have a godson." Hermione smirked.

"And I have a gods… I'M A GODFATHER?!" Harry exclaimed. His eyes wide, and his jaw was almost on the floor. He looked at them both and could see them nodding.

"I... I don't even know what to say. Thank you! What is his name?" he asked. He could not for the life of him remember what Hermione had called him. He had been to focused on her face, seeing her again.

"Jonathan James Lupin" she told him. She could see his eyes start watering.

"James… You… You named him after me?" he asked. He had apparently given up fighting with the tears that were now flowing.

"Yes. I've missed you so much Harry!" she smiled at him, before she threw her arms around him and hugged him.

Remus had been fighting his own battle with the tears, but he just let them go. Things seemed to be working out in his life.

"Harry, I think maybe we should get some sleep. I know you probably just got up, and if you want to come back later that's fine. Otherwise you can take the guestroom and get some sleep?" Hermione said, as she sat back and looked at him.

"I think I'll accept your offer of sleep. Are one of you going to show me where it is? I know I woke up not long ago, but it feels like forever, and I am so tired" he smiled shyly.

"Yes, I will show you where to go. We can continue this tomorrow. You will get to meet JJ as well. Remus will you just wait here?" Hermione told him, before turning to address Remus for the last part. He just nodded in response, so Hermione followed Harry to the guestroom.

As he was sitting there Remus was kind of confused. Where am I supposed to sleep? Is she kicking me out? Maybe I'm going to sleep on the couch. His thoughts were swirling, and he did not notice her return until he felt her hands coming over his shoulders and down on his chest. He turned his head towards her and smiled. She leaned forward and kissed his forehead.

"Am I sleeping on the couch tonight, Mia?" he said as he put his head back, and let his head rest on her shoulder. She in turn let her head lie on his shoulder, while she kissed his neck.

"I thought maybe we could just go back to bed, I'm tired. Though if you would rather sleep on the couch I won't stop you" she said as she smiled. She stood and straightened her spine, then she turned around and started walking towards the bedroom.

"Are you coming?" she threw back, as she kept walking.

Remus sat on the couch, all thought had left him as she kissed his neck, and he had barely heard what she said to him. Then the words started to come through the hazy fog in his brain, and he scrambled to his feet, and set off in a little jog towards the bedroom. He had been so distracted, that by the time he entered the bedroom, Hermione were already under the covers. She pulled them down, and patted the space next to her. It was all he needed to know, and he got into bed next to her. He pulled her towards him, and tangled their legs. Her back was to his chest, and his arm held her tight at the waist.

"Good night, Remus. I love you" she mumbled half asleep. Remus nuzzled his face in her hair, before he mumbled his reply.

"I love you too, Hermione. Sleep tight"

As soon as the words left him, sleep claimed them both.

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Harry had been lying awake for quite some time, before he finally fell asleep. It all felt so surreal. Hermione and Remus had slept together… They have a son together! Maybe he wasn't wrong for taking some of the blame of Hermione's departure. He never did say anything about how Ron went around lying. He just let him. When the truth came out, the Weasley's had supported Harry, they supported him when the situation with Ginny escalated, and they supported him in his refusal to patch everything up with Ron. He knew they would support him, even before that day, when everything came out. So why couldn't he say something about the way Ron lied?

He had always considered Ron as his best friend of the two, but why? Hermione had always been the most loyal. Always the one who put his needs before her own, even to the extent of losing her own family. Why did he let Ron claim the best friend title? Ron, cared more about his own insecurities than about what Harry felt. Hermione, cared about his grades and tried to get him to study, and he let Ron distract him. Hermione, cared so much about his safety that she went to McGonagall about the Firebolt, and he sided with Ron, and got angry with her. Hermione stood by him, and trusted him without fault when his name came out of the goblet, helped him prepare for the first task, taught him the accio spell. Then right after the first task, when Ron gave him a half-hearted apology, Hermione was once more his second-best friend. Then of course, the hunt. Hermione stood beside him, she stayed when Ron left in a fit of jealous rage, and after he came back with another half-hearted apology, he was once more the best friend.

As Harry thought about the way he treated Hermione, he realized that he didn't really deserve such an amazing friend as her. But by lucky chance, she still cared, and offered him a chance to redeem himself to her.

I will do my best to become the friend you deserve Hermione, I love you! With that thought, Harry fell asleep.

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"Daddyyyyyyyyyy" Jonathan shouted with a giggle.

"The tickle monster will not let you go that easy" Remus said, while mercilessly tickling his son.

Hermione was leaning on the counter by the sink, gazing fondly at the domestic scene before her. Remus were standing there with Jonathan in his arms, while Jonathan was screaming and squealing as he was tickled. As Remus were letting up on the tickling, Jonathan turned around and latched his arms around his father's neck, and put his head on his chest.

"I love you so much daddy! Please, never leave." He said, while nuzzling his father's chest. Remus turned teary-eyed towards Hermione, and could see the tears in her eyes as well. A smile passed between them.

"I promise son, I will never leave you again. I love you so much, so incredibly much." He told his son.

"Do you love mummy as well?" he asked then.

"I love your mum very much as well yes." Remus replied, while turning his gaze to Hermione. Who in turn mouthed back, "I love you, too".

Harry had been standing in the doorway since about midway through the tickle fight, and he could not bring himself to interrupt the scene in front of him. He could feel the love in the room. As he was watching them and smiling, Jonathan noticed him.

"Mum, who is that?" Jonathan asked. Hermione motioned him over, and turned him towards Harry.

"This is Harry James Potter, your uncle Harry." she said, while smiling at Harry.

"Huh… Wait, he is my goddad right?" Jonathan asked his mum, proud that he remembered.

"Godfather, yes JJ, he is." she smiled at him. Jonathan took the required steps, and stood in front of his godfather, hand stretched out in front of him. Harry took a hold of his hand, intending to introduce himself, but Jonathan started before he could.

"Hello uncle Harry, my name is Jonathan James Lupin, but everyone just calls me JJ. Most of the time, when mummy is mad at me she uses my whole name." Jonathan said, whispering the last part. Harry gave a chuckle before grabbing the boy by his shoulders and giving him a hug.

"I'm your uncle Harry, JJ. And you my friend are definitely your mother's son." he said, while smiling at the boy, who just kept grinning back.

"Now, JJ, come sit down and eat your dinner, auntie Ann will be home soon, and we are going to meet auntie Charlotte's boyfriend as well later, remember?" Hermione said.

"Yeah!" Jonathan shouted before skipping over to the table, and stuffing his mouth with food.

"I have a feeling there is a lot of people I have to meet over the next few days." Harry stated.

"Haha, yeah, that sounds about right. Remus have met most of them, but he still hasn't met Olav and Lizzie, and they will stop by tomorrow." Hermione said to them all.

"Ooooh, nana and grandad!" Jonathan said.

"Well, one thing is certain, for a child of two people with no siblings, the boy has a lot of aunts, uncles, and extended family." Harry said with a laugh.


AN: Thanks to everyone who reviews my story and the chapters, it is great to get your thoughts and opinions on things. So please, read and review, and we will see each other in the next chapter.

~Aerions