"Do you think he'll be warm enough?" Hermione asked Remus as she grabbed a red and gold blanket Molly had knitted for them when school started.
"He'll be fine. It's not that cold out," Remus replied.
It was the first Saturday in November and the first Quidditch match of the year. Gryffindor versus Slytherin, like always. Hermione had tried to convince Remus that they should leave Teddy with Winky. He knew she didn't like having the elf watch their son when they weren't in class but she thought it would be too loud and too cold for him at the Quidditch pitch. Remus explained to her that with sound-dampening and warming charms, the baby would be fine.
Remus could admit to himself, if not to Hermione, that Teddy probably should stay in the castle. But the truth was that Remus wanted to spend time with his son. Since he was so busy with teaching and other professor duties during the week, he didn't want to be away from him on weekends. So even if it was cold out, and he would be strapped to Hermione and not him, Remus wanted Teddy at the match.
Being a working dad was hard. He never felt like he had enough time with Teddy. And even when he was with him, a lot of the time was spent grading papers or preparing for the next lesson. Remus was looking forward to the Christmas holidays when he would have nothing to do but spend time with his son. He planned on sleeping late and playing as much as possible. At least he was able to pop into his rooms and see Teddy a few times a day. It would be so much harder if he worked at the Ministry and never got to see him.
They sat in the front row of the Gryffindor stands. Normally Remus would have sat in the staff seats, but Hermione wasn't allowed there, so he chose to sit with the students. He leaned over and adjusted Teddy's hat, another gift from Molly, and made sure the sign ("Go Aunt Ginny!") Hermione had made and pinned to his blanket was straight.
It was a big match for Ginny as coaches from a few professional teams were scouting her today. Horace Slughorn had heard Ginny wanted to go pro and had called a few of his friends around the league. While Remus thought Horace was a pompous airbag, he couldn't deny that the man had great connections and was willing to use them for the 'right' people. Whilst Remus thought differently, he knew Horace only really liked Ginny because she was so close to Harry. But, regardless of why the scouts were there, it was a big day for her.
Ginny was having a spectacular match. So far, she had scored ten of Gryffindor's fifteen goals. Remus had never seen her play and was impressed by her skill. He was also impressed by what a team player she was. Normally, if a person knew they were being scouted, they'd hold onto the Quaffle more, desperate to demonstrate how good they were. Not Ginny. She was passing to and supporting her teammates as much as possible. Everything was going great for the first hour, but when the Lions were about eight goals ahead, a bludger struck the Gryffindor Seeker, a nice fifth-year boy, breaking his arm.
"Oh no!" Hermione cried once the player was safely on the ground being looked at by Madam Pomfrey. "Ginny is the reserve Seeker. This is going to ruin her chances, isn't it?"
Remus had forgotten their team only had one Seeker. Because they had two reserve Chasers, Ginny was able to play Seeker if needed. According to Harry, she was a decent Seeker, but was a much better Chaser. At least her broom was better than the other Seeker's; it would give her the advantage if they were both sprinting for the Snitch. Harry had given her a Firebolt 2.0 before school had started.
"I think it will show them that she is a strong all-around player," Remus assured Hermione, even though he wasn't fully convinced himself.
The game resumed and Remus kept his eyes on Ginny as she flew around the pitch, searching for the Snitch as her teammates struggled to keep the lead. The other Gryffindor Chasers were good, but they were better when Ginny was playing with them. Remus gasped in pain as Hermione's fingers grabbed his, squeezing tightly and crushing the small bones. Ginny had spotted the Snitch hovering near the ground at mid-pitch and had gone into a deep dive.
"Pull up, Ginny!" Hermione yelled. "Pull up!"
Remus knew that no matter how much Hermione yelled, Ginny wouldn't abandon her dive for the Snitch. Too much was on the line. Gryffindor was only ahead by one goal now and they needed her to catch it to win.
Ginny continued in her dive until the last moment, her fingers brushing the grass as they closed around the Snitch. She did a few barrel turns before shooting into the sky, her hand raised in triumph.
"We won!" Hermione yelled in his ear, wrapping her arm around his side, careful not to squish Teddy between them. She lifted one of Teddy's hands into the air and waved it. "Way to go Aunt Ginny!"
Grabbing Hermione by the hand so they didn't get separated in the crowd, he pulled her towards the group of Gryffindor supporters surrounding Ginny in the middle of the pitch. A jolt of heat and desire went through him as he touched her and he hoped everyone would think the flush on his cheeks was from the cold air and not his embarrassment from getting turned on by holding Hermione's hand. He placed a quick cushioning charm around Teddy as the crowd became denser, the closer they got to the team.
"Ginny!" Hermione yelled. "Congratulations!"
"Thank you! I loved Teddy's sign," Ginny said, bending down to kiss Teddy on the head. His hair turned ginger as he smiled at her. Outside of the two of them, Aunt Ginny was Teddy's favourite person in the world. Even on his worst days, he always had a smile for her. "I could see it as I was playing. Here you go, little man."
Teddy squealed as Ginny handed him the Snitch before promptly shoving it in his mouth. At seven months old, everything he touched went into his mouth. The little wings flapped on either side of his lips, causing the rest of them to laugh.
"You played wonderfully, Miss Weasley," Remus told her. He never called her Ginny outside of his private quarters while they were at school.
"Thanks, Professor. I was worried playing Seeker would ruin my chances of being scouted. I'm not as strong there, so I'm really glad I found the Snitch."
"I think playing both positions so well will only increase your chances," he told her.
"I wish Harry could have seen you play," Hermione said. "That catch was as good as any I've seen him make, maybe even better."
"I'm going to tell him you said that," Ginny laughed before being called by her team.
"Come see us after you talk to the professional coaches," Remus said.
"Can we talk?" Remus asked Hermione after she entered their sitting room. She had been busy feeding and putting Teddy down for his nap.
"What's up?" Hermione walked over and sat next to him on the sofa.
"I was thinking about Teddy. Harry is his godfather, but he doesn't have a godmother. I told you that Dora and I had been thinking about you, but that's a moot point now. What would you think about asking Ginny?"
"Did you only pick her because she is dating Harry?"
Personally, Hermione thought Ginny was an excellent choice. She was everything Hermione would want in a mother if she was no longer able to raise her son. Not only was Ginny maternal, she was fair, brave, smart, hard-working, and unlike Hermione, knew how to balance work and fun. Her dating Teddy's godfather was just the icing on the cake. Plus there was the added benefit that Teddy adored her.
"No," Remus replied, "but I do like the idea that his godparents will be married one day. I picked her because she is your best friend, besides Harry, and is a good mix of you and Dora. She has all the silliness of Dora, but your work ethic."
"I think you're right. And I think she's an excellent choice."
"Will you ask her?"
"Don't you want to do it with me?"
"I think it will mean more if you ask her."
"You're wrong, Ginny loves you. But since you asked Harry, I'll ask Ginny."
Remus was off doing his assigned patrols when Ginny knocked on their door. She had a huge grin across her face as Hermione led her to the sofa. Hoping that they would have something to celebrate, she threw a quick one-way Silencing Charm at Teddy's room so they wouldn't wake him as they sat down.
"So?" Hermione asked.
"The Holyhead Harpies want to sign me!" Ginny screeched. "The Holyhead Harpies, Hermione! Can you believe it?"
"Oh my gods, Ginny! That is amazing! I am so happy for you. Remus is on patrols but he is going to be so proud of you when I tell him. And of course I can believe it! You're a fabulous Quidditch player."
"It has always been my dream to play for them since I was a little girl. Dad used to get tickets for them when I was young and we'd go on these daddy daughter dates to watch them play. As long as nothing happens, my dream will finally come true." Ginny sighed. "I don't know how this day could get any better."
"What if I told you Remus and I want you to be Teddy's godmother?" Hermione teased.
"Seriously?" Ginny looked at her with round eyes. "You want me to? You're not joking? Or only asking me because of Harry?"
"I'm serious and I promise it's not because of Harry. Remus and I both think you are a good mix of both of Teddy's mums."
"I would love to!" Ginny yelled, throwing herself into Hermione's arms with such force they both fell off the sofa. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
"Thank you for agreeing. With the way you play Quidditch, Teddy is going to have two very famous godparents. I wouldn't be surprised if you get picked up for the English National team."
Hermione stood up and offered her hand to Ginny. She summoned tea for Winky and they made themselves comfortable on the sofa again.
"As you know, they cancelled the World Cup this summer because of the war, but they're having it in August. Wouldn't it be great if I got to play?" Ginny asked.
"Do they hold tryouts, or do they just pick players?" Hermione loved watching her friends play Quidditch, but wasn't as invested in the professional side of the game as her friends were.
"The coach picks the players, but then you try out with the others to make sure you are a good fit. So far the only confirmed player is Oliver."
"Oliver Wood, as in our old Keeper?"
"Yup. It was just announced in The Daily Prophet this morning."
"Well, I'll keep my fingers crossed that you get picked."
The two girls talked about everything from Quidditch to boys — which really meant Harry as Hermione was too exhausted to think about any boys besides Remus and Teddy — until Remus returned. Hermione hadn't said anything to Ginny yet, but sometimes she thought of Remus as more than just her friend and co-parent. Especially when he walked around their rooms in nothing but his low-slung pyjama bottoms. She knew it was wrong, but she often thought about him as she rubbed her pussy at night.
When Remus returned, Ginny gave him a big hug and thanked him for asking her to be godmother to Teddy. They realised it was after curfew, so Remus waved goodbye to Hermione and walked Ginny back to Gryffindor Tower.
As Hermione lay in bed that night, she couldn't help but think about how wonderful her life was. It was just a few months ago that she was living in a tent, starving, and wondering if she was going to be killed at every moment. Now she had a family. But even without her two men, her life was full. She was completing her education and excelling in every class, she had friends that she loved dearly, and above all, she was happy. Happy for the first time in a long time.
A/N: Happy Friday! I hope you all had a wonderful (for 2020) September. I'm so happy it's finally autumn!
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