EDIT 12/24/17: I just had to change the subject Hermione taught.

Here we go! Chapter 21!

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The end of term feast was wonderful, full of fun. Gryffindor won the House Cup, keeping up it's streak, partially due to Ginny's great Seeker abilities. It was also due to his students, who excelled academically and flourished under Hermione teaching History of Magic.

They were eating when it happened.

Honestly, no one was surprised, they had all seen it coming. The fireworks came first. Then it was the headless horsemen that came running in and causing basic mayhem. Peeves helped out a little, but he strayed from the plan enough to do his own thing. When they were finished, and one last firework burst, CONGRATULATIONS GRYFFINDOR, (THOUGH I REALLY EXPECTED NOTHING LESS), the Hall burst into applause.

Remus smiled, pleased, as Hagrid slammed him on the back. Then McGonagall stood for her final speech.

"Congratulations Gryffindor, on another year of winning. I am very proud of all of you for your excellent year and not too much trouble making," she looked pointedly at Remus.

"That wasn't enough?" Remus asked. "Alright. I'll make sure to live up to your expectations next year."

She rolled her eyes as some students snickered. "Anyway. Please refrain from commenting in the future. The final standings are thus: Slytherin and Ravenclaw in a tie for third with 378 points, Hufflepuff in second with 410 points and Gryffindor in first with 455 points." A loud cheer came up from the Gryffindor table. "So, Remus if you please."

He nodded, waved his hand, and all the banners shimmered and changed from displaying the Hogwarts crest to the roaring lion of Gryffindor.

"So, now ends our year. Seventh years will be departing into the world. I wish you all luck in your lives. Let us eat!" The students dug in, and soon, the feast was over, and with it, the school year.

Remus returned to his office, where all of his things were packed up in boxes, ready to go home and be stored into the attic until next year. He walked to the door, turned back, smiled, and closed the door.

Walking through the halls, he walked past many students trying in vain to convince their heads of house or prefects to let them stay up late.

"Professor Lupin! Professor Lupin!"

Remus turned to find one of his third year students running up to him. "Yes, Darren?"

"Do you give us permission to throw an end of the year party in the dorm all night?"

Remus laughed. "Of course. Knock yourselves out." he smiled down at his student. "Out of curiosity, would you have done it anyway if I had said no?"

Darren smiled sheepishly. "Probably, sir."

"I would expect as much."

Now Darren was very confused. "Sir?"

"Gryffindor is known for having the best end of year parties. I would be extremely disappointed if my house didn't have one because of a disapproving teacher." He smiled and winked. "Though, Darren, I'm rather inclined to come join you all."

Darren grinned. "Thank you sir! We won't let you down!"

Smiling, Remus bid a good night to Darren and walked outside. He apparated home.

A crack announced his arrival, and if that hadn't done the job, he called out as well. "I'm home!"

"We're in the kitchen, Remus!" Andromeda called.

"We? Is Tonks helping? If so, I would like to skip dinner tonight. I'm not interested in burnt cardboard."

"Hardy har."

Remus walked in. Taken aback he sniffed again to be sure. "It smells… good?"

"See, I can cook if I want to."

Remus shrugged. "Apparently so!" He walked over and whispered in Andromeda's ear, "Where was this when we were dating?" This remark caused the older woman to snort and Tonks to cry in outrage.

"Hey!" she cried, as he stuck his finger in the cake batter and licked it. She herded him out of the kitchen with her chocolate covered spoon. "You can have some later."

He smiled and kissed her softly on the lips. "Okay, okay. I'll wait. Where's Teddy?"

"Upstairs with Harry."

"Harry's here?"

"Yeah, he said there was something he had to tell you and so I invited him to wait."

"Any idea what it was?"

She shrugged. "No clue."

He walked upstairs to put his stuff down in the office and get out of his robes. "Be with you in a moment, Harry!" he called, and a minute later found him in Teddy's room with the young child. As soon as his son saw him he grinned.

"Dada!"

"Hi Teddy!" Remus bent to pick up the child. He kissed his son's nose which made the infant giggle. "What was it you wanted to talk to me about, Harry?"

Harry took a deep breath. "What happens if Ginny's pregnant?"

Remus did a double take. "Harry, that's wonderful!"

"That's the problem, Remus. Is it?"

"Ah," Remus eased himself down into a chair. "This is why you wanted to talk to me."

Harry blushed. "Yeah."

"Harry, having a child is nothing to be ashamed of. Why are you worried?"

"I'm not ready to be a father yet, Remus! Ginny's barely out of Hogwarts! Got out today in fact! And these hands, these are the hands of a warrior who has seen way too much. These are not the hands of a father."

"Harry, take it from me, running away is the worst thing to do. You can not run away from this."

"I can't help it if I'm fricking scared. I'm scared out of my wits. I've faced down dark wizards. I've faced Hermione in school during OWLs without caffeine. But this...This is the scariest thing."

Remus got up and placed a hand on the shaking man's shoulder. "Harry… You are going to be a great father-"

"Ginny's pregnant?! Harry that's wonderful!" Tonks cried bursting in.

"Thank you, Tonks."

The woman in question exchanged a significant look with her husband and he sighed. "Go ahead. It was going to come up sooner or later."

"What?"

"Harry, we'll be right alongside you the entire way," she said, placing a hand on her stomach and arching an eyebrow.

"Blimey! Tonks, you too?! Well, you've sure done a good job of covering it up!"

"Thank you, Harry. We would appreciate it if you kept it moderately quiet though."

He nodded. Then he sighed. "I'd better get back. Ginny will be wondering where I am."

"Harry, you're going to be a great father. Don't you worry. Now, you get back to your wife young man, because running away is the worst thing you can do…" Tonks glared at her husband.

"How many times do I have to apologize?" Remus cried, throwing his free hand in the air.

Tonks laughed. "Good luck, Harry. You won't need it."

There. Now, I realize I'm straying into dangerous territory here, cause it's getting more HEADCANON-ISH (dun dun dunn) but, I think if Ginny and Harry didn't have Teddy as their first son, they would have had James a whole lot earlier... :) don't kill me.

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