I dedicate this chapter to my little sister Julie – who told me that I had yet to dedicate a chapter to her. Well, in all honestly Jules, I kind of forgot you…but I love you! ^^;

Disclaimer: I own only the plot and all da purty pictures.

Remus smiled and lowered himself so that he could face her, her hand clutching the sheets as she slept. "Hermione," he said, just loud enough for her to frown a little, "Hermione, wake up."

She responded by groaning and picking the pillow up to shove over her head. "Noooo!" she complained.

He chuckled, loving how much of a morning person she wasn't today. It was funny to watch. "Hermione, you've got to wake up."

"No I don't," she muffled from her pillow, "I can close if I want to. So goodbye."

He chuckled and shook his head, running his hands through her hair from where he was and tugging on a few of the strands to annoy her. She huffed and slid the pillow away, an eye opened to frown at his smile.

"It is April freaking Fool's Day. The busiest day of the year for us, save Christmas and Halloween. I refuse to get up."

"I closed the shop," he grinned, "C'mon, we want to show you something."

She picked her head up and lifted up on her elbows, smirking at him as he stood, "Oh? And what is this 'something' that is pulling me from a very peaceful slumber?"

He leaned closer, his eyes never leaving hers as he smirked back, "Come down and see."

She hummed before laying her head back on the pillow, smirking at him still, "No thanks."

"It's not much of a choice."

"Oh? Who says?"

"The big scary bad werewolf who's gonna pick you up out of the bed!" he shouted as he did just that, having her gasp and her arms fly around his neck as he laughed.

"Remus!" she hit him on the shoulder, making him laugh again, "I hate you!"

"Lies," he grinned as he set her down on the floor, having her freeze and hiss 'cold, cold, cold' as she slowly walked towards the door, having him laughing softly as he followed her.

"Ta-da!" Alice said happily, throwing her arms up into the air as Hermione stiffly walked down the staircase.

She arched an eyebrow at everybody in the Order who had filed into her shop. "Okay…why are we having a meeting here?"

"It's not a meeting," Moody said gruffly, his magical eye swirling and freaking Frank and Sirius out.

"Don't tell me you forgot what day it is?" Marlene said, scooting in front of the counter a little.

Hermione snorted, "Hardly. I hate today."

Remus winced but smiled down at her, "C'mon, we'll show you." He placed his hands on her shoulders and forced her to walk towards Marlene, Alice and Lily, who were all standing in front of the counter with grins on their faces. Once Hermione smiled and looked up at Remus questioningly, they all stepped back and yelled "Surprise!"

Hermione blinked as a picture of Fred and George laughed at a very red seventh-year version of herself popped up where they had been standing. Once that was done, it showed a family photo, Hermione painted to look eleven, Fred and George thirteen as two adults stood beside them. The man had dark blonde hair and glasses, smiling at whoever was taking the picture, and the woman had curly blonde hair and a beaming smile.

Hermione swiped at her eyes, clearing her throat as she stared at the continuous stream of pictures, featuring her, Fred and George all the time. Remus leaned down and put his chin on her shoulder, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"How'd we do?" he asked, looking up at her as everybody stared at her, awaiting her reaction.

"How the bloody hell did you get all these pictures?" she mumbled, making everyone grin in relief, "And how did you get in here and put all of these on here and have me not notice?"

"You're oblivious, of course!" James grinned before picking her up and twirling her around. She laughed and punched him in the arm as Lily grinned and waddled towards her, her large protruding belly leading the way.

"Hermione, I want you to know that you can feel free to call me fat at any time," Lily smiled, patting her tummy fondly.

"You aren't fat – you're pregnant," Hermione frowned, "We've been over this a thousand times, Lily. There is a baby in that – that – "

"Blubber?" she tried.

Hermione glared but continued, "There is a baby in there and you will feel a thousand times better once he or she pops out."

Sirius snorted, "Hope so. Hey, Lils, how're you going to get rid of the mummy-fat?"

She glared at him, "By then, I will not be fat." She turned to her stomach, "Right, Harry?"

Hermione blinked at her, "Harry?"

"I want to name the baby Harry if it's a boy – which I'm very nearly positive it is - and James wants to name it Catrina if it's a girl."

"Our little girl shall be nicknamed Cat," James said, glancing over at his wife.

"No, our little boy will not have a nickname," she frowned back at him.

"It's a girl."

"It's a boy, James."

"Girl, Lily."

"Boy, James."

"How do you know?"

"It's in me!"

"Yeah," Marlene rolled her eyes, cutting through the squabbling, "I bet that kid just can't wait to pop out."

"Well, I had a happy memory a moment ago," Hermione frowned at the Potters, "But you two ruined it. So thanks."

Alice laughed and leaned into Frank, the two grinning as Sirius started to poke Lily's tummy, having her wave him away.

Remus sighed and walked through from the backroom, ready to wave his wand so the place would clean itself, but blinked when he saw that everything was picked back up from the party they'd had in celebration of Fred and George.

James and Sirius had decided that Hermione's hair needed to be blue for the occasion, and she hadn't minded. Instead she laughed and insisted that the other girls should have colorful hair too. Lily had proclaimed that; one – her hair was red and was already colorful and two – she was pregnant and no spells should be cast on the pregnant lady. Alice's hair was instantly a very hot pink, and Marlene's was a bright purple. Frank then decided that they needed a group picture of everyone in the Order, running in next to Moody so the camera would capture him as well. Peter had found the prank in his punch – which was a tablet that went into someone's drink. When they got ready to take a sip, a large realistic snake would pop out. It'd taken several minutes for him to come to.

Remus blinked and walked around the counter, smiling at Hermione as she stared at the pictures, leaning against the side of a shelf. He walked towards her and sat down next to her, pulling his knees up and resting his elbows on his knees, watching them with her.

"I miss them," she said simply, her eyes never moving from Fred or George.

"I know," he replied. They were silent for a few more moments before Remus gasped loudly and called her attention to him, "I forgot your birthday."

She arched an eyebrow at him, "And?"

"I freaking forgot your birthday. You told me and I forgot it. I'm terrible," he said, his eyes wide.

She laughed, "Remus, it's okay."

"No, it isn't! It is not okay! You're a Marauder – Marauders have to have huge birthday parties!"

"Let's call this my party then," she shrugged, "Fred and George can budge over and make room."

He looked dejectedly at her before sighing, "Fine."

She smiled and leaned into him, making him smile down at the top of her head before blinking and chuckling.

"Your hair's still blue," he laughed.

"I know."

He chuckled some more and ran a hand through her hair, "Hermione, you know if you need something, anything, I'm here."

She smiled and wrapped her arms around him, "I know. Thanks."

"Remus?" Hermione asked as they waited for a potion to stop being explosive downstairs in the workroom, hiding up in her living room and casting many protective spells around them. Hermione was in the squashed orange chair, a book in her lap as she craned her neck to see her companion, who was draped across her couch.

"Hmm?" he hummed, glancing up briefly from his own book.

She opened her mouth to say something, then closed it and instead said, "Never mind."

Remus arched an eyebrow at her as he frowned, watching her fiddle with her book before letting it go. If she wanted to, she'd tell him. He glanced at his watch and saw that the thing Hermione and Frank had made for him was flashing purple.

"What does purple mean?" he asked anxiously, showing her his watch.

Hermione gasped and jumped up, diving for her shoes, "Lily's having a baby!"

"Right now?" he jumped up as well.

"Yes! Ahh! The potion!" she winced and bit her lip as she looked around, "Err – oh well, maybe too much won't blow up while we're gone. C'mon!"

With a crack, the two were gone, only to reappear in the middle of St. Mungo's.

"Where's Lily Ev – oof," Remus gasped as he clutched at his stomach from where Hermione had elbowed him.

"Lily Potter, he means," Hermione said, rolling her eyes at him.

"Ahh, Remus and Hermione I suppose? Yes, follow the screams," the witch said, waving her hand down a hall.

Hermione nodded and ran off down the hall, having Remus to catch his breath and sigh and walk after her. They found Sirius pacing up and down the hall, Alice, Peter, Frank and Marlene watching them. Marlene was practically bouncing around, Peter looked as if he were about to pass out. Alice was clutching at her stomach and wincing as Frank rubbed comforting circles into his wife's back.

"Romy! Moony!" Sirius said, tackling the two and hugging them, "Prongs left me out here to help Lela – is she going to be okay?"

"Sirius, this is Lily we're talking about," Hermione smiled, "She'll be fine."

Alice let out a very loud scream, startling everyone as she curled in on her stomach, "I don't know if I will be though. Merlin – what is wrong with my stomach?"

"Hey, maybe you're pregnant too," Marlene giggled, "Two babies in one day! Can you imagine?"

"Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow!" Alice gasped, clutching at Frank's hand as a medi-witch passed by, blinking at her.

"Dear, are you alright?" she asked.

"No!" Alice admitted with tears in her eyes.

"Come – we'll get you in a room," she smiled, helping Frank pick Alice up off the floor.

"Sorry guys – we don't know what's wrong with her," Frank shrugged, "Tell Lily and James?"

"Of course," Marlene nodded, "Alice, if you need anything, Sweetie, scream really loud."

A very loud "OW" was heard from behind the door they were waiting in front of, other noises such as "push" and "c'mon, Lily" being heard as well.

"Like that," said Remus.

"Oh no," Alice gasped, holding her stomach and threatening to crumple into Frank, "I – I need to be there for Lily."

"Relax Alice – she'd rather have you be okay in another room than dead in that one," Sirius frowned.

"Err – Love, don't panic," the medi-witch began, "But you show all the signs of being in labor."

"What?" she and Frank yelped, everybody else gaping at them.

"I wasn't pregnant though!" she gasped.

"Well, there are strange cases like that – but the baby will most likely be healthy," she said before attempting to uproot Alice and Frank from their frozen postures in the middle of the hallway.

"It's like one of those soap-operas – they're terrible, but you just have to watch," Marlene whispered before straightening up, "I have to go help her! Hermione, you're watching over Lily!" She then yanked Alice away and started dragging Frank behind her and the medi-witch.

"Wait, what?" Hermione blinked, looking around worriedly, "What am I doing? What are you doing? What's going on?"

"Alice has apparently been pregnant and didn't know it, Lily is also pregnant, and we're all freaking out," Sirius summed up.

"Lovely," Hermione said breathlessly, sliding down the wall next to Peter and curling up, "Merlin, what am I supposed to do?"

"Umm – I don't really know," Sirius said, scratching his head as Peter patted her on the back.

"Aren't girls supposed to have like a built in Mummy-device?" Peter asked, "You, Marlene, Alice and Lily should be okay when it comes down to it."

"That was a halfway decent explanation, Peter," Remus smiled, "I'm proud."

"Thank you," he grinned back as Hermione and Sirius watched the door anxiously.

"I'm a dad!" James crowed as he flew out of the room and tackled Sirius, capturing him in a headlock and giving him a noogie as he grinned madly. He then beamed at Hermione and picked her up to twirl her around and kiss her on her forehead, making her wrinkle her nose up at him.

"What's going on?" Remus asked as he and Peter approached them, "Is everything - ?"

"His name is Harry James Potter, and he's about yay big and yay tall," James motioned with his arms as he bounced up and down, "He's healthy, but tiny, and I can bet anything that he'll be a Seeker – because that kid is going to be stringy and fast, I can already tell."

"Can we go in?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah! 'Course! Hey, where's Alice, Marlene and Frank?" he asked, whirling around and frowning at everyone.

"Err – Remus, you can explain, Romy and I are gonna go see the baby," Sirius grinned at his friend as he grabbed Hermione's arm and towed her in the room.

"Hey, Lils," Sirius grinned at her, seeing her smile down at her son with her eyes bright. "Welcome to Mummy-Land! Not to be confused with the one in Egypt, of course, but y'know..."

"Don't tell James yet," she whispered gleefully as Hermione got closer and sat at the edge of her bed, "But he's got my eyes."

"He's adorable," Hermione smiled back at her.

"You want to hold him?" she asked as the baby shifted sleepily.

Hermione suddenly looked worried as Lily gently thrust the baby in her arms, "Lily, err, I haven't got a clue about babies and I don't – "

"Shush," Lily cut her off, "Just hold him. I'd hate for him to think his godmother hated him."

"Well it's just, I – what?" she blinked at her.

"You are the godmother, Hermione," she grinned, "Now hold your godson properly."

Hermione looked down at the baby, who yawned and opened his eyes sleepily at her, smacking his lips. "Aww," escaped her lips as she hugged Harry into her. Harry gurgled and snuggled into her.

"Lily, I think you're going to have a trip getting him back," Remus grinned as he walked through the door, Peter following behind him.

"Shush, I'm allowed to love him instantly," she grinned back before frowning at Lily, "Are you sure? I mean, I've only known you since seventh year. Marlene or Alice would – "

"Shusha!" she hissed, glaring at her, "Just stop wondering and worrying and freakin' love my baby."

"Err – hey Lily," Sirius slid up to the bed, "I was wondering, since you haven't said – just curiosity – "

"Yes, you're the godfather," she smiled.

"YES!" he shouted, making Harry whimper and have everybody shush him as James slid in the room.

"Wow, one noise and he comes rushing in," Remus grinned, "I'm impressed."

"Okay, Alice is in labor and Frank passed out. Marlene is freaking out and we really need Hermione," James explained, taking Harry out of her arms and putting him in Sirius's.

"Wait, what about Alice?" Lily blinked.

"I'll explain everything later – or, no, Remus, explain everything now." He grabbed Hermione's arm and tugged her out to Alice's room.

"Hi Dumbledore!" Sirius was grinning as Lily smiled down at her son, who was in James' arms, "Come to see Harry?"

Dumbledore smiled as Hermione snoozed in a chair near the wall, her hair disheveled as she leaned against Remus, who was sleeping with his head on top of hers.

He frowned a little at them, "I'm afraid I'm the bearer of bad news. I've already informed the Longbottoms."

"What?" James blinked, handing Harry to Lily to stand up.

"I was looking for a new Divination teacher, as Professor Larkspur retired. I was interviewing a Miss Trelawney and thought that it was going nowhere. Until at the very end, when she described a prophecy. Lord Voldemort would be coming for a baby boy, from a Pureblood father and a Muggleborn mother. The baby would be his downfall. Either Harry or the Longbottom's new son, Neville, are destined to be that baby."

"No," Lily said through the uncomfortable silence, "Not Harry. Not my baby. No." She was slowly curling in around her son, as if she could protect him from everything just by curling around him. She was breathing heavily as James made his way to her, Sirius blinking slowly and looking over to Peter.

"Lily, we won't let it happen," James assured her, rubbing her back as she began to sob.

"The Longbottoms have agreed to go into hiding, using a Secretkeeper. I suggest you do the same."

James thought about it for a moment, looking at Lily once she picked her head up to look at him. They silently agreed and looked to Sirius.

"Sirius," James said thickly, as if he had trouble breathing, "Sirius, please."

He blinked at him, "Me? Why not Moony or - ?" He stopped when he saw their earnest faces. He sighed and smiled, nodding.

Dumbledore nodded and walked out of the room, leaving them to sit there in silence.

"James, I don't think I can do this," Sirius said after a few moments, "I mean, they're going to naturally suspect me. Seriously, ask Moony or Hermione when they wake up, just – "

"I'll do it," Peter spoke up, "They'd never expect me."

James beamed at him, "Thanks Peter. We really appreciate it."

"James," Lily spoke through with a frown, "Just be sure to tell Dumbledore or else he'll still think it's Sirius."

"Oh come on, Lily," he rolled his eyes, "I'm not that thick."

One Year Later

"Sirius, you can't give him the toy broom," James frowned at his best friend as Hermione laughed.

"Why not? Frank let me give Neville a Puffskein," Sirius shrugged, "I figured you'd probably kill one of those, so it's a toy broom."

"He's going to fall off and get hurt."

"What? No he's not. If he did it'd be a miracle."

Hermione laughed again, "James, I think you hardly have a say anymore. He's found it."

James whirled around right before Harry ran into him. Lily laughed from behind the camera as McGonagall streaked across, still in the cat form she'd used to enter the house. James grinned and grabbed Harry from off the broom next time he swung around. Remus grabbed the broom before it could crash into the mantel, leaving Sirius to cackle.

"You just don't listen do you?" James sighed as Harry reached for his glasses again.

Harry gurgled, reaching for James' nose now.

"Here, hold your godson," James said as he deposited Harry into Hermione's lap, making her smile as he reached for her curls.

"Nah-ah, Harry," Hermione said, reaching her arm across to sweep her hair back. She glanced back at James, who was back to arguing with Sirius about the broom as Lily chatted with James' mum. Remus walked over to her and crouched down in front of the chair, grinning at Harry.

"Aunty hates it when you tug on her curls, Harry," Remus explained, reaching forward and giving a good sharp yank on her hair, making her gasp at tilt her head with him.

She frowned once she got her hair away from him before grinning, "And Moony hates it when you – "

"Nah-ah-ah-ah," he said, already leaning away from her, "You're not."

"But Remus," she pouted, her arm reached out, "Please."

"No," he glared, "You're not touching my hair."

"I let you touch mine!"

"But you love me!"

She huffed and frowned at him, dropping the arm, "Fine. Whatever. Moony's a meanie, Harry, remember that."

"She lies," Remus grinned before her arm shot out and she ruffled up his hair. He growled at her, frowning as she grinning and hugged a laughing Harry. Before long, he was grinning back and rolling his eyes.

"Night, Hermione," Remus said as he yawned, stretching out his back as he stood from the chair.

"G'night," she yawned, standing up to give him a hug. He pulled back and smiled sleepily and was gone with a pop! She went through her routine, brushing her teeth and getting in her pajamas. She slipped into bed with an annoyed sigh, knowing for some reason that she wasn't going to get any good sleep. It was weird. She had this strange surge of pain shoot through her head right when she was about to get into a good, deep sleep. Her eyes fluttered closed with a sigh.

What are you doing?

Get up, get up!

What are you doing?

You messed it up!

Fix it now, fix it now!

You know what to do

Stop lying around!

She sat up with a gasp, her hair flying everywhere and sticking to her face. She brought her knees up and wrapped her arms around them, still breathing heavy.

"Hermione, you know if you need something, anything, I'm here."

She stared at her wall and furrowed her brow before flinging the covers away.

Remus blinked his eyes open and shifted, sitting up a little to see that Hermione was wavering between going to him and going right back out of his bedroom door. "Hermione?" he asked.

She was biting her lip and looking down at the floor, rocking back and forth a little before quietly saying, "You remember a year ago, on Fred and George's birthday?"

His gazed softened, "Of course I do." He picked up a corner of the blanket and lifted it, "Come here, Baby."

She smiled a little and walked towards him, sliding into bed next to him, "Baby?"

"Shush," he whispered, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into his chest. "I'm sentimental first thing in the morning. You should see me when I run out of toothpaste and have to throw the tube away."

She gave a little laugh at that.

"Seriously. When I was five I had a funeral for a tissue. Flowers and everything. Even spoke from the Bible. 'Course I couldn't read very well then."

She laughed a little more at that, "Did you really?"

"No," he grinned, "But it's a cute image, isn't it?"

She smiled and buried her face into his chest, "You're a brilliant friend, Remus."

His smile dropped and he was left to frown at the darkness, "Yeah. Bloody brilliant."

Hermione used MOMENTARY FRIEND-ZONE! It was super effective!

Haha, so what the hell am I doing? I don't really know at this point. Someone pointed out that Hermione is doing nothing, that she should be stopping Peter or changing his ways. Well, see, I've got everything planned out (sorta) and I need it like this for everything to work out the way I want.

But, yeah. We jumped forward a year. Why did I do that? I don't know. Got tired of writing meaninglessness and forgetting all the good bits, I guess.

Oh, and a lot of you must be thinking 'da hell with Alice?' Mmyeah, I messed up and forgot to mention that Alice was also preggers in a few chapters. And I forgot to mention that she and Frank are married. Well, they are married, and I got the idea from that weird show 'I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant.' Hoo-ray for being the author and making nonsense things make sense!

…I just have to ask this. Whenever I write out the little dream-sayings, who do you hear? Like, I hear multiple pixies that lurk in dreams. Some people
might hear Morgan Freeman – in which case I would be honored because he's awesome. Maybe you hear your own little Jiminy Cricket. So what do you hear?