AN: I'm so sorry that it has taken so long for me to update this story. I
got kind of stuck with it, but now I know how it's going to work out so it
won't take me anywhere near as long to update next time.
Hermione had settled into bed and was nearly asleep when Harry crawled into bed next to her still fully dressed. He wrapped his arms around her and she sighed happily.
"I've missed the feeling of you in my arms." Hermione nodded her head and pushed herself backwards into him.
"How was Lily?"
"She woke up when I was putting her to sleep. She wanted to know what had happened."
"What did you tell her?"
"That she was nine and she shouldn't worry about it."
"Bet she didn't like that."
"Of course she didn't, she never does."
"Harry?"
"Yes love?"
"Do you think Ron will ever forgive us?" Harry moved one of his hands to Hermione's head and stroked her hair gently.
"Hermione, love, he will understand. He will forgive us because we didn't do it to hurt him."
"I hope you're right."
"So do I. It feels so good to have the family all together."
"Yeah, it does."
"Hermione," Harry said brushing her hair aside and kissing down her neck.
"Yes?"
"We should have another baby." Harry said kissing Hermione's shoulder and down her arm.
"I thought we agreed that four was enough." Hermione answered giving in slightly to the feel of his kisses on her body.
"But if we had another baby, Ron could be a part of his new sibling's life from the beginning. If we had a girl she would be beautiful like you, with your brown eyes and soft hair."
"Harry Potter I believe you are trying to seduce me and have your way with me."
"And if I am?"
"I don't know Harry. Do you really think that's a good idea?"
"I think it's a wonderful idea."
"You would, you have the easy part; I'm the one who would have to carry the child for nine months."
"But you're so beautiful when you're pregnant." He was now softly kissing her hand. Hermione turned suddenly and lifted his face so he was looking in her eyes.
"Are you serious about this Harry?"
"Of course I am. I've always thought we should have another baby and now that we have Ron with us again I think it is the right time."
"Why haven't you ever said anything before now?"
"I don't know."
"If that's really what you want I'll give it to you in a heart beat." Harry smiled down at her.
"I love you Hermione."
"I love you too Harry."
"Well if we're going to have another baby we should get started right away." Harry said getting out of bed. Hermione smiled at him as she watched him lock the door.
"You worried that we might have an audience?"
"Well just incase." Hermione nodded, there children had never walked in on them before, but there was no reason to risk ruining a perfect record, so to speak. She got out of bed, crossed the room to where Harry stood, and kissed him.
"I've missed this."
"So have I. Two months is too long to be away from my beautiful wife and our beautiful family." They kissed again and Harry started to get undressed. Hermione stood in her nightgown watching Harry and it seemed like he was naked in a second.
"You sure are good at that." Hermione said smiling. "You know it's amazing, I spent most of my Seventh Year trying not to get pregnant at Hogwarts."
"Shut up and get over here." Harry said holding out his arms. Hermione walked into his arms and let him kiss down her neck like he had earlier.
"Oh Harry," Hermione moaned softly. Hermione's heart raced and her breathing became shallow as Harry kissed down her body. Even through the thin silk of her nightgown she could feel his soft lips on her skin. As his lip reached the top of her thigh his hand slid up her leg and he pushed her nightgown up so it rested on her hips. He kissed down the inside of her legs, Hermione was struggling to breath now; his touch was making her weak.
Harry stood up, pulled Hermione's nightgown off and threw it to the floor. He pushed her up against the wall and lifted her off the ground. She wrapped her legs around his hips and positioned herself over his erection. He pulled her down onto himself and Hermione had to bite her lower lip to keep herself from screaming in ecstasy and waking the children. Harry moved Hermione up and down slowly at first, her breathing was very shallow now and she was shaking with excitement and pleasure. Harry's pace quickened and Hermione was biting her lip so badly that it was painful. She wanted to scream his name.
After two months apart they both climaxed quickly, Hermione stopped bighting her lips and let out a long rather loud moan that she prayed didn't carry through their apartment. Harry kissed Hermione as he carried her over to the bed. He laid her down gently and got into bed next to her. Wrapping his arms around her Harry felt like he was home; next to his wife, the women he would always love. They were both exhausted and fell asleep quickly once they were in bed.
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The next morning Ron awoke to the sound of laughter coming from the sitting room. He dressed quickly and found his newly discovered parents sitting on the couch watching their daughters, his sisters, dancing around changing small objects at will and changing them back quickly, trying to outdo each other. Ron watched them turn books into frogs and turtles and laughed right along with them. As he laughed a face looked around Hermione and gasped at the sight of him. It was the little boy Ron had seen sleeping in the bed next to him, his little brother Sean.
"Mum look," Sean said pointing at Ron. Hermione and Harry stopped laughing and turned to seen Ron who was slowly backing towards the wall.
"Sean stop pointing we see him." Harry said pushing Sean's arm down.
"Good morning Ron, did you sleep well?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, alright I guess."
"Well, we were waiting for you to get up before we went down to breakfast. But first, Lily, Marie, Sean this is your brother Ron. We told you about him." Hermione said, answering their unasked question.
"Is he going to be staying with us now?" Lily asked standing with her hands on her hips.
"Lily don't be a brat, Ron can stay with us as often as he wants to. He is your brother." Harry said getting off the couch and heading towards the door. "She liked being the oldest. Don't worry she'll warm up to you." Harry said and then speaking in a whisper that only Ron could hear added, "she's very much like her mother at that age." Harry winked and smiled and Ron smiled back.
"Can we go now? I'm hungry." Sean said hurrying to the door.
"Alright darling, we're going." Hermione said getting of the couch and walking towards the door. When they were all out in the hall Hermione locked the door with a wave of her wand.
"Um, Professor," Ron said and Hermione, looked at him. "I mean Mum." He quietly corrected himself.
"It's alright Ron. I know this is still new to you."
"Well, what should I call you?"
"You can call me what ever feels right. If Mum isn't comfortable for you, you can call me Professor."
"Mum is fine, I like Mum." He said quietly. Ron had always felt quite on the outside of things living with the Weasley's sure he had loved them, they were the only family he had ever known, but he knew he didn't belong there. Now calling this woman his Mum and knowing he had a family that loved him meant a lot.
"Good, it will be good to here you say it, but you have to call me Professor in class. It doesn't matter if people know you're my son, but it can't look like I'm showing you favoritism."
"Alright, but I was going to ask you something Mum, do you always sit at the staff table or can you sit at the Gryffindor table with me."
"Usually we're all up before most of the school so we eat at the Gryffindor table, but if every one is awake I do sit at the Staff table and your father and siblings wait for the hall to empty before they have breakfast."
"So it's good if we can get there early." Lily said glaring at Ron.
"Lily I'm warning you, if you keep this up there'll be no flying for a month."
"Sorry Dad." Lily said still glaring at Ron.
"Do you fly Ron?" Harry asked.
"I love it, it's the best." Ron answered smiling.
"Well Harry it looks like that is one trait they all inherited from you." Hermione said and Harry smiled. Ron noticed that he and his father had the same smile.
"Are you any good?" Lily asked skeptically as they entered the Great Hall and sat down at the Gryffindor table, which was practically empty.
"I don't know, I've never thought of it that way. I've always just flown for fun."
"Tell you what Lily, we'll all go out to the pitch after breakfast and you can see who's better." Hermione suggested.
"Lily has always been one for competition. A trait that is completely unique to her. Your mother and I have no idea where she gets it from."
"I think it belonged to James. Something greatly encouraged by Sirius, that he got under control so that Lilly would go out with him."
"It's possible."
"Who are Lilly, James, and Sirius?" Ron asked.
"Lilly and James were my parents, they were killed when I was a baby and Sirius was my father's best friend and my godfather. I only knew him for two years before he was killed."
"Oh, sorry," Ron said suddenly looking at his feet. Harry reached his arm around Ron's shoulder to reassure him.
"It's alright Ron. I never knew my parents. Yes Sirius meant a lot to me, but over the years I've learned to accept what happened to him. I realize now that he died fighting, they way he would have wanted. I guess in the end that's all I could really hope for."
"You think it's good that he died?" Ron asked before he could stop himself.
"He wasn't living Ron, he was merely existing and that's no life at all. Especially not for Sirius, he wasn't the kind of man who could watch the world past by and do nothing."
"But why?"
"You mean why wasn't he living?"
"Yes."
"It's a long and complicated story. You could read about it in you mother's book if you wanted. The entire wizarding world thought he was a murderer, but he was really innocent."
"Oh so he was innocent, but no one believed him."
"Yes something like that, but like I said you can read all about it in your mother's book. She wrote about what happened while we were at Hogwarts. Well the major stuff anyway."
"I'll have to read that sometime."
"Can you hurry up and eat already so that we can get flying?"
"Alright Lily, we'll stop talking now and eat." Half an hour later they were walking down the lawns of the castle towards the Quidditch pitch. Lily, Marie, and Sean all had there brooms over their shoulders. Normally children so young wouldn't have their own brooms. But the children fought over who got to use Harry's so often that Harry and Hermione purchased the brooms of their own only to be used at Hogwarts with Harry or Hermione around. When they weren't using them they were kept locked in Hermione's office. Since Ron was only a first year he didn't have his own broom so he was borrowing Harry's. Meanwhile Hermione was in Hogsmead purchasing one for Ron that she would keep in her office with the others.
Ron shot up into the air the second they reached the pitch and Lily was right behind him. In no time they were doing laps around the pitch, yelling at Harry to watch them and say who was winning. Harry was busy with Marie and Sean however. They were both practicing Quidditch Marie was chasing a snitch around and Sean was practicing making catches as if he were a keeper. Hermione turned up just as Ron and Lily were declaring there race a tie. Ron zoomed down to retrieve his new broom.
"Thanks Mum," he said jumping to the ground and taking the broom from her hands.
"Thank your father too."
"Thanks Dad, oh and thanks for letting me use your broom."
"You're welcome, Son." Ron jumped onto his new broom and zoomed off again.
"You guys sure do love your flying." Harry smiled at her.
"Yes we do. So what kind of broom did you get him anyway?"
"The new Nimbus just like Lily's."
"Good at least they won't fight over who has the better broom."
"That was the idea."
"So you want to go for a ride?"
"No that's alright I'll just clime into the stands and watch you five play."
"Alright suit yourself." Harry said and kissed her before flying off after Ron. Hermione climbed up the stairs to the seats and watched as Harry, Lily, and Ron flew around the pitch. Apparently Ron and Lily had put aside there differences in order to beat Harry. They were winning by a great deal, but Hermione could tell that Harry was letting them win. He had never been that slow in his life. Hermione smiled as Ron and Lily crossed the finish line in a tie.
"We beat you Dad." Lily yelled as Harry finished the race half a minute later. Harry merely smiled.
"You always do. I'm going to go check on Marie and Sean." Marie was still chasing her snitch around, but Sean was giving up on being keeper and had joined Hermione in the stands. They spent at least another hour flying around before Harry and Hermione agreed it was time to go inside. Ron was reluctant to give away his new broom, but Hermione insisted.
"Don't worry you'll get to use it again. But you're not allowed to have one until Second Year."
"But Mum we're not in school yet why can't we have ours now."
"Because you can't be trusted, if I left your brooms with you, you'd be flying around the school." Hermione said as they made their way to her office.
"But my Uncles told me that you were on the Quidditch team your First Year so you had your own broom."
"I bet it was Fred and George who told you that."
"How did you know that?" Ron asked.
"Because Fred and George were on the team with me while they were at school and they are the tips that would tell you something like that just in case you ever had the opportunity to use it against me."
"Well?"
"Well, I was on the Quidditch team and if you get on the team you will get your broom back." After they put the brooms back in Hermione's office she kissed them all goodbye and got to work grading papers. Harry took Lily, Marie, and Sean back to their apartment and Ron went to Gryffindor Tower.
"Where have you been?" Rupert asked when Ron sat down in the seat next to him. Ron told him the whole story, from his duel with Cian, to waking up with his parents by his side and flying around with the family today.
"I can't believe Harry Potter, the Quidditch player is your dad, that's so cool."
"I think its cooler the Harry Potter, the man who saved the world, is my dad."
"Yeah that's cool too." Rupert said with a grin.
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AN: I think that's a good place to stop it. I'll update, maybe next week I don't know I'm starting school next week so I have no idea how busy I'll be.
Hermione had settled into bed and was nearly asleep when Harry crawled into bed next to her still fully dressed. He wrapped his arms around her and she sighed happily.
"I've missed the feeling of you in my arms." Hermione nodded her head and pushed herself backwards into him.
"How was Lily?"
"She woke up when I was putting her to sleep. She wanted to know what had happened."
"What did you tell her?"
"That she was nine and she shouldn't worry about it."
"Bet she didn't like that."
"Of course she didn't, she never does."
"Harry?"
"Yes love?"
"Do you think Ron will ever forgive us?" Harry moved one of his hands to Hermione's head and stroked her hair gently.
"Hermione, love, he will understand. He will forgive us because we didn't do it to hurt him."
"I hope you're right."
"So do I. It feels so good to have the family all together."
"Yeah, it does."
"Hermione," Harry said brushing her hair aside and kissing down her neck.
"Yes?"
"We should have another baby." Harry said kissing Hermione's shoulder and down her arm.
"I thought we agreed that four was enough." Hermione answered giving in slightly to the feel of his kisses on her body.
"But if we had another baby, Ron could be a part of his new sibling's life from the beginning. If we had a girl she would be beautiful like you, with your brown eyes and soft hair."
"Harry Potter I believe you are trying to seduce me and have your way with me."
"And if I am?"
"I don't know Harry. Do you really think that's a good idea?"
"I think it's a wonderful idea."
"You would, you have the easy part; I'm the one who would have to carry the child for nine months."
"But you're so beautiful when you're pregnant." He was now softly kissing her hand. Hermione turned suddenly and lifted his face so he was looking in her eyes.
"Are you serious about this Harry?"
"Of course I am. I've always thought we should have another baby and now that we have Ron with us again I think it is the right time."
"Why haven't you ever said anything before now?"
"I don't know."
"If that's really what you want I'll give it to you in a heart beat." Harry smiled down at her.
"I love you Hermione."
"I love you too Harry."
"Well if we're going to have another baby we should get started right away." Harry said getting out of bed. Hermione smiled at him as she watched him lock the door.
"You worried that we might have an audience?"
"Well just incase." Hermione nodded, there children had never walked in on them before, but there was no reason to risk ruining a perfect record, so to speak. She got out of bed, crossed the room to where Harry stood, and kissed him.
"I've missed this."
"So have I. Two months is too long to be away from my beautiful wife and our beautiful family." They kissed again and Harry started to get undressed. Hermione stood in her nightgown watching Harry and it seemed like he was naked in a second.
"You sure are good at that." Hermione said smiling. "You know it's amazing, I spent most of my Seventh Year trying not to get pregnant at Hogwarts."
"Shut up and get over here." Harry said holding out his arms. Hermione walked into his arms and let him kiss down her neck like he had earlier.
"Oh Harry," Hermione moaned softly. Hermione's heart raced and her breathing became shallow as Harry kissed down her body. Even through the thin silk of her nightgown she could feel his soft lips on her skin. As his lip reached the top of her thigh his hand slid up her leg and he pushed her nightgown up so it rested on her hips. He kissed down the inside of her legs, Hermione was struggling to breath now; his touch was making her weak.
Harry stood up, pulled Hermione's nightgown off and threw it to the floor. He pushed her up against the wall and lifted her off the ground. She wrapped her legs around his hips and positioned herself over his erection. He pulled her down onto himself and Hermione had to bite her lower lip to keep herself from screaming in ecstasy and waking the children. Harry moved Hermione up and down slowly at first, her breathing was very shallow now and she was shaking with excitement and pleasure. Harry's pace quickened and Hermione was biting her lip so badly that it was painful. She wanted to scream his name.
After two months apart they both climaxed quickly, Hermione stopped bighting her lips and let out a long rather loud moan that she prayed didn't carry through their apartment. Harry kissed Hermione as he carried her over to the bed. He laid her down gently and got into bed next to her. Wrapping his arms around her Harry felt like he was home; next to his wife, the women he would always love. They were both exhausted and fell asleep quickly once they were in bed.
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The next morning Ron awoke to the sound of laughter coming from the sitting room. He dressed quickly and found his newly discovered parents sitting on the couch watching their daughters, his sisters, dancing around changing small objects at will and changing them back quickly, trying to outdo each other. Ron watched them turn books into frogs and turtles and laughed right along with them. As he laughed a face looked around Hermione and gasped at the sight of him. It was the little boy Ron had seen sleeping in the bed next to him, his little brother Sean.
"Mum look," Sean said pointing at Ron. Hermione and Harry stopped laughing and turned to seen Ron who was slowly backing towards the wall.
"Sean stop pointing we see him." Harry said pushing Sean's arm down.
"Good morning Ron, did you sleep well?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, alright I guess."
"Well, we were waiting for you to get up before we went down to breakfast. But first, Lily, Marie, Sean this is your brother Ron. We told you about him." Hermione said, answering their unasked question.
"Is he going to be staying with us now?" Lily asked standing with her hands on her hips.
"Lily don't be a brat, Ron can stay with us as often as he wants to. He is your brother." Harry said getting off the couch and heading towards the door. "She liked being the oldest. Don't worry she'll warm up to you." Harry said and then speaking in a whisper that only Ron could hear added, "she's very much like her mother at that age." Harry winked and smiled and Ron smiled back.
"Can we go now? I'm hungry." Sean said hurrying to the door.
"Alright darling, we're going." Hermione said getting of the couch and walking towards the door. When they were all out in the hall Hermione locked the door with a wave of her wand.
"Um, Professor," Ron said and Hermione, looked at him. "I mean Mum." He quietly corrected himself.
"It's alright Ron. I know this is still new to you."
"Well, what should I call you?"
"You can call me what ever feels right. If Mum isn't comfortable for you, you can call me Professor."
"Mum is fine, I like Mum." He said quietly. Ron had always felt quite on the outside of things living with the Weasley's sure he had loved them, they were the only family he had ever known, but he knew he didn't belong there. Now calling this woman his Mum and knowing he had a family that loved him meant a lot.
"Good, it will be good to here you say it, but you have to call me Professor in class. It doesn't matter if people know you're my son, but it can't look like I'm showing you favoritism."
"Alright, but I was going to ask you something Mum, do you always sit at the staff table or can you sit at the Gryffindor table with me."
"Usually we're all up before most of the school so we eat at the Gryffindor table, but if every one is awake I do sit at the Staff table and your father and siblings wait for the hall to empty before they have breakfast."
"So it's good if we can get there early." Lily said glaring at Ron.
"Lily I'm warning you, if you keep this up there'll be no flying for a month."
"Sorry Dad." Lily said still glaring at Ron.
"Do you fly Ron?" Harry asked.
"I love it, it's the best." Ron answered smiling.
"Well Harry it looks like that is one trait they all inherited from you." Hermione said and Harry smiled. Ron noticed that he and his father had the same smile.
"Are you any good?" Lily asked skeptically as they entered the Great Hall and sat down at the Gryffindor table, which was practically empty.
"I don't know, I've never thought of it that way. I've always just flown for fun."
"Tell you what Lily, we'll all go out to the pitch after breakfast and you can see who's better." Hermione suggested.
"Lily has always been one for competition. A trait that is completely unique to her. Your mother and I have no idea where she gets it from."
"I think it belonged to James. Something greatly encouraged by Sirius, that he got under control so that Lilly would go out with him."
"It's possible."
"Who are Lilly, James, and Sirius?" Ron asked.
"Lilly and James were my parents, they were killed when I was a baby and Sirius was my father's best friend and my godfather. I only knew him for two years before he was killed."
"Oh, sorry," Ron said suddenly looking at his feet. Harry reached his arm around Ron's shoulder to reassure him.
"It's alright Ron. I never knew my parents. Yes Sirius meant a lot to me, but over the years I've learned to accept what happened to him. I realize now that he died fighting, they way he would have wanted. I guess in the end that's all I could really hope for."
"You think it's good that he died?" Ron asked before he could stop himself.
"He wasn't living Ron, he was merely existing and that's no life at all. Especially not for Sirius, he wasn't the kind of man who could watch the world past by and do nothing."
"But why?"
"You mean why wasn't he living?"
"Yes."
"It's a long and complicated story. You could read about it in you mother's book if you wanted. The entire wizarding world thought he was a murderer, but he was really innocent."
"Oh so he was innocent, but no one believed him."
"Yes something like that, but like I said you can read all about it in your mother's book. She wrote about what happened while we were at Hogwarts. Well the major stuff anyway."
"I'll have to read that sometime."
"Can you hurry up and eat already so that we can get flying?"
"Alright Lily, we'll stop talking now and eat." Half an hour later they were walking down the lawns of the castle towards the Quidditch pitch. Lily, Marie, and Sean all had there brooms over their shoulders. Normally children so young wouldn't have their own brooms. But the children fought over who got to use Harry's so often that Harry and Hermione purchased the brooms of their own only to be used at Hogwarts with Harry or Hermione around. When they weren't using them they were kept locked in Hermione's office. Since Ron was only a first year he didn't have his own broom so he was borrowing Harry's. Meanwhile Hermione was in Hogsmead purchasing one for Ron that she would keep in her office with the others.
Ron shot up into the air the second they reached the pitch and Lily was right behind him. In no time they were doing laps around the pitch, yelling at Harry to watch them and say who was winning. Harry was busy with Marie and Sean however. They were both practicing Quidditch Marie was chasing a snitch around and Sean was practicing making catches as if he were a keeper. Hermione turned up just as Ron and Lily were declaring there race a tie. Ron zoomed down to retrieve his new broom.
"Thanks Mum," he said jumping to the ground and taking the broom from her hands.
"Thank your father too."
"Thanks Dad, oh and thanks for letting me use your broom."
"You're welcome, Son." Ron jumped onto his new broom and zoomed off again.
"You guys sure do love your flying." Harry smiled at her.
"Yes we do. So what kind of broom did you get him anyway?"
"The new Nimbus just like Lily's."
"Good at least they won't fight over who has the better broom."
"That was the idea."
"So you want to go for a ride?"
"No that's alright I'll just clime into the stands and watch you five play."
"Alright suit yourself." Harry said and kissed her before flying off after Ron. Hermione climbed up the stairs to the seats and watched as Harry, Lily, and Ron flew around the pitch. Apparently Ron and Lily had put aside there differences in order to beat Harry. They were winning by a great deal, but Hermione could tell that Harry was letting them win. He had never been that slow in his life. Hermione smiled as Ron and Lily crossed the finish line in a tie.
"We beat you Dad." Lily yelled as Harry finished the race half a minute later. Harry merely smiled.
"You always do. I'm going to go check on Marie and Sean." Marie was still chasing her snitch around, but Sean was giving up on being keeper and had joined Hermione in the stands. They spent at least another hour flying around before Harry and Hermione agreed it was time to go inside. Ron was reluctant to give away his new broom, but Hermione insisted.
"Don't worry you'll get to use it again. But you're not allowed to have one until Second Year."
"But Mum we're not in school yet why can't we have ours now."
"Because you can't be trusted, if I left your brooms with you, you'd be flying around the school." Hermione said as they made their way to her office.
"But my Uncles told me that you were on the Quidditch team your First Year so you had your own broom."
"I bet it was Fred and George who told you that."
"How did you know that?" Ron asked.
"Because Fred and George were on the team with me while they were at school and they are the tips that would tell you something like that just in case you ever had the opportunity to use it against me."
"Well?"
"Well, I was on the Quidditch team and if you get on the team you will get your broom back." After they put the brooms back in Hermione's office she kissed them all goodbye and got to work grading papers. Harry took Lily, Marie, and Sean back to their apartment and Ron went to Gryffindor Tower.
"Where have you been?" Rupert asked when Ron sat down in the seat next to him. Ron told him the whole story, from his duel with Cian, to waking up with his parents by his side and flying around with the family today.
"I can't believe Harry Potter, the Quidditch player is your dad, that's so cool."
"I think its cooler the Harry Potter, the man who saved the world, is my dad."
"Yeah that's cool too." Rupert said with a grin.
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AN: I think that's a good place to stop it. I'll update, maybe next week I don't know I'm starting school next week so I have no idea how busy I'll be.