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Chapter 1

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Hermione bounded down the stairs of her estate to the large beautiful kitchen. She tapped her wand on the stove, then the frying pan, and then the refrigerator.

She smiled and sat down at the head of the table opening the Daily Prophet and reading it to herself:

The Quidditch Scoop!

The headline read, Hermione snickered and read on:

"Harry Potter, the good-looking seeker for the Chudley Cannons made another impressive performance at this week's Quidditch match against Bulgaria." Hermione's smile broadened proudly "He danced around the field skillfully evading bludgers and then successfully pulling himself out of a dangerously steep dive capturing the snitch."

Hermione looked up at the stove. She flicked her wand, "Bernadette! Breena! Adrina! Noah! David!" Hermione called hearing five doors open and close and then the footsteps of her children coming down the steps. Hermione flicked her hand again and five plates set themselves down on the long table. Then the plates filled with food settled in the middle of the table.

She stood up planting a kiss on each of her offspring as they passed her at the door. She smiled and left the room to go up to her chambers to wake her husband.

She traveled up the stairs and moved around the corners and down the corridors in her oversized house. She finally was outside of her chambers. She pushed the door open with the pads of her dainty fingers. "Dear?" She called gently "Are you up?" Hermione poked her head into the room and then slipped her body inside. She walked over to the bed and sat next to the lump of covers that was her husband. "Dear, wake up, the children are already eating, are you coming with us to Kings Cross?" She asked shaking his shoulders.

The lump rolled over and wrapped his arms around his wife's thin waist. Hermione giggled as she found herself lying on top of him. "Really Harry," She laughed "The children are almost ready to go," She smiled at him affectionately tenderly trailing her fingers over his forehead "Are you coming with us to Kings Cross?" She asked again.

Her husband groaned, "What time is it?" He asked.

Hermione turned her eyes to the muggle clock hanging on the wall, "It's nearly nine thirty." She informed him. "And you need to wake up anyway. Ron and Ginny are expecting to see you, if you don't show they might thinking that I've locked you away in our large estate that you insisted on buying."

Harry laughed, "Don't be so over dramatic Mrs. Potter." He smiled and kissed her. She smiled back and kissed him back lightly, but not opening her lips as his tongue grazed her lips.

"No sir, we have children downstairs that need to go to school." Hermione shook her head pushing her hands against his chest. "Get up and get dressed Harry James Potter."

Harry pouted like a child "But Mione! I'm really, really tired." He pleaded attempting to pulled the covers from under her and settle them over his head.

Hermione pulled the cover back from over his head, "Get," She kissed him ever so lightly "Up." She ordered. "I'll be down stairs, and if you don't come down in…" She looked at the clock on the wall again "10 minutes, I'm sending your son to come get you, and you know what he'll do."

Harry waved off her comment as she left the room he pulled the covers back over his head going back to sleep. The next thing he knew there was a heavy weight smashing against his body. "Oh Merlin" Harry mumbled. "Good Morrow son," Harry grunted squishing his face attempting to push his eldest son off of him. But his large form was dominating and strong thanks to years of playing hard quidditch. Even though Harry had many more years of Quidditch then his son but then again he was groggy and very tired. "Fine, Fine, FINE! I'll GET UP!" He said then he successfully pushed Noah to the floor.

"Okay, just…. get dressed already dad, we have to leave for the station soon." Noah said standing up and straightening himself. Harry had to hand it to him; he was a good-looking boy. Noah had his father's tall lean figure. He had his mother soft tamed hair, which he stylishly spiked, in the center of his head, giving him the Mohawk look without the shaved sides. But the he had the one thing that made him Harry's son, the bright emerald green eyes that were normally framed with glasses, but Noah had taken up the muggle custom of contacts. He was the perfect mix of Harry and Hermione. Harry smiled to himself.

Harry waved his hand "Yeah, yeah, I'll be down in ten or so." He said sitting up and dapping his legs over the side of the bed. His son turned his back and walked to the door of the chambers and left the room. Harry stood up and stretched his arms out of either side. He let out a groan as he walked over to the nightstand and grabbed his wand flicking it, then next moment he was dressed in casual muggle clothing consisting of a medium blue button down shirt that was tucked in to his loose black trousers. He walked over to the mirror and racked his hands through his hair trying to give the illusion of some kind of neatness- close but no cigar. He gave up and flicked his wand again giving him a nice close shave and a wonderful smell. He smiled satisfied and left his chambers and down towards the noises coming from the kitchen. He adjusted his glasses as he reached the source of the jubilant commotion. He entered the room to see his wife bustling away at the sink, washing dishes that her children had finished with. He walked up behind her and slid his arms around her waist resting his head on her shoulder. "Why don't you let the servants do that dear? That's why we have them."

Hermione shook her head "That's why you have them," she corrected him, "I flat out refuse to be the source of the mess and do nothing to clean it up. If I wanted to be like that then I would've been born a Malfoy." She shook her head again and went on with her scrubbing "And I like washing dishes. It used to be a bonding time with me and my mother," Hermione said as she handed a wet dish to her littlest daughter, Adrina. Adrina was small and timid. She had raven black hair and soft brown eyes. She was unusually short compared to the rest of her siblings despite her age. She was no more than 4'5" when her sister, only a year older was at least 5'. Maybe she took after Hermione; maybe she would get a few growth spurts in the near future. Harry could only hope. His eyes fell back on the girl, her hair neatly twisted in braided pigtails, one resting on either side of her head, the ends tied with simple green ribbons that contrasted against the color of her hair. The colors together made Harry think about Adrina going to Hogwarts, would she be sorted into Gryffindor like her siblings? Or would she be sorted elsewhere? Harry shook the thought from his head. Adrina smiled happily and dried the plate with the light yellow dishtowel that was clasped in her hand.

"Dad?" said a voice, "Dad! Snap out of it! We need your help getting some of the trunks into the car."

Harry focused his eyes on his other son, David. With his light auburn brown hair and green eyes, he reminded Harry much of his own mother. He smiled and nodded "Alright, I'll be out in a second."

David nodded in acceptance and turned going out of the kitchen, probably to the front room, where a collection of large Hogwarts trunks were starting to accumulate. Harry then kissed Adrina on the top of her head and made his way out of the bustling kitchen to follow David to the front room. Harry looked at the stack of four trunks. "Alright." He rubbed his hands together and looked at his two sons, "Ready for some lifting?" He asked taking hold of the top trunk. "Holy Merlin," He mumbled. "What exactly do women take with them?" He shook his head and put the trunk back down. "Alright, let's just take the easy way out." Harry suggested pulling out his wand, "Wiengardium Leviosa" he said with a swish and a flick so that all four trunks rose and hovered in midair. "Now if one of you would be so kind to open the door."

Noah obliged opening the front door of the estate for his father. "Thank you" Harry said cordially as he walked backwards out of the room and the house, the four trunks floating behind him. He walked the trunks down a semi long walk way and to a muggle SUV. Harry opened the trunk and the vehicle and slowly started pilling the trunk inside, then realizing he wouldn't fit anymore than three, not including people Harry flicked his wand, "Engorgo" He murmured so that the car's interior expanded. He flashed a smile over to his sons "Very well." He said continuing to pack the car.

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"Mother," Bernadette said calmly, "I can't seem to find my Divinations book. Have you seen it?"

Hermione rolled her eyes "Divinations? Seriously Bernadette, why are you wasting you time on that class?" She sighed, "It might be over in the study." She said nodding her head towards the hallway. Bernadette nodded and started towards the direction indicated by her mother. Hermione watched her go. 'She's really turning out to be quite pretty," Hermione thought, thinking of her bright green eyes that had brown threaded through them and her slightly bushy dark brown hair, all in all it was quite enchanting especially when her hair was calmed down, "Smart too, she's second in her class and to think, we almost thought she was going to be a squib,' Hermione laughed to herself turning off the sink water and drying her hands. "Are you all ready to take your brothers and sisters to the train station?" She asked gently kneeling in front of Adrina.

Adrina smiled and nodded "Yes mother, I just have to get my jacket." Adrina smiled and turned to go out of the room and to the steps, not doubt probably to her chambers.

"Breena! Dear where are you?" Hermione called rising to her feet. "Breena!" She frowned hearing no reply from Breena "Breena Anne!" She called again walking to the front room, "David, dear, where's you sister?" Hermione asked

"Which one?" David laughed lightly.

"Oh, Breena, where is she?" Hermione said returning a small laugh "Have you seen her?"

"She's already in the car," David laughed and pointed out the open door to the SUV sitting patiently while it was loaded with people and school supplies alike.

Hermione smiled looking to see her daughter sitting very poised with her back straight and her hands folded in her lap, she seemed to be trying to hide her excitement by studying the landscape of the estate like she had never seen it before. "Oh she must be excited." Hermione looked at David, she ran her hand over his auburn looking hair "You watch out for her you hear?" She demanded.

"Yes, mother." David said pecking his mother on the cheek and turning to join his sister in the car.

Hermione followed him out, she started counting head, "one…two…three…four…" she counted "Hmm, where's the fifth one?" She looked around "where's Adrina?" She asked no one particular. "She's probably inside." She answered herself as she started towards the house again "Probably lost, I told Harry this house was too big," She entered the house "Adrina! Are you lost up there?"

"Mummmmm!" Adrina's little voice echoed through the house "I think I'm lost!"

Hermione laughed and produced her wand out of her pocket, "Accio Adrina." She said flicking her wand, then her daughter landed in her arms and Hermione set her on the floor in front of her. "Just to save time, come on everyone else is in the car." Hermione smiled taking her hand as they started outside again. They walked down the pathway to the car and Hermione opened the car door and Adrina hopped up into the vehicle. Then Hermione herself got into the passenger seat. She turned to Harry "I think we have everyone…and everything."

Harry nodded and put the key in the ignition turning the car on. After a bit of time the crew arrived at Kings Cross. Hermione turned around to look at them, "Listen, don't draw attention to yourself. Or try not to, we don't want anyone following us with their eyes okay?" Hermione nodded as she saw five heads bounce up and down in agreement. "Alright, everyone out." She said opening her own door and stepping out.

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"Noah, you first." Hermione said as she stood next to Harry looking around the station. Her eyes settled on Noah who was going through the barrier. "Then Bernadette," She said going in the same order she went in every year. "Then David, oh but David, you and Breena go at the same time, save some time." She smiled as the two started to run at the sturdy brick wall. Hermione looked down at Adrina "You wanna go by yourself?" The girl nodded her head vigorously. Hermione smiled, "Go head, wait for us on the other side." Adrina obliged. Hermione looked at her husband, "We've raised five beautiful children." She commented as they walked hand and hand to the barrier.

"Yes," Harry agreed kissing her hair "We did, all thanks to you,"

Hermione smiled as they passed through the stone and brick wall and saw their children conversing with a particular group of red heads. Her smile broadened as she saw a particularly tall red headed man standing next to a pretty brown haired woman, "Pavarti!" She yelled.

"Hermione!" The woman named Pavarti yelled back stepping towards her and Harry, "How are you?" She asked wrapping her thin pale arms around Hermione's shoulders in an embrace.

"Splendid." Hermione replied giving the other woman a squeeze then releasing her "You?"

Pavarti sighed happily "Fine, my children are growing up so quickly, Rachel is in her seventh year, and Nadine," She sighed again "She's already in her second, I don't know what I'm going to do with myself."

Hermione chuckled "I know exactly what you mean, Noah's graduating this year, it's simply amazing." Hermione patted her hand on Adrina's shoulder "This one, little Adrina's going to Hogwarts next year," Hermione shook her head "they grow up so fast, one second they're in diapers the next thing they're giving you tips on how to do a warming potion."

Pavarti smiled, "And Ron," She shook her head "That man is so overprotective of his girls, Rachel especially, she wont even tell him about this guy she's been seeing." Pavarti lowered her voice "She won't tell me much either, but Ron doesn't even know that she's seeing someone, he would probably go off his rocker temporarily."

Hermione laughed "I know what you mean, Harry doesn't seem to worry about that considering Bernadette is so into her studies and Breena just doesn't seem to be a that stage yet."

"It'll be nice to get some alone time again," Pavarti thought out loud "Even though I enjoy them, sometime I just need a few months to relax."

Hermione nodded "I agree, Adrina wants to spend the day with my parents, so that gives me and Harry sometime to ourselves."

Pavarti snickered as Hermione turned a light shade of pink, "Oh whatever would you need alone time for?"

Hermione felt her cheeks getting redder. "Talking?" She suggested lamely.

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"Good looking kid you got there Harry," Ron complimented as they watched Noah load his siblings trunks onto the train and then loaded Ron's eldest daughters trunk onto the train, she gave him and smile and he tried to hide the shade of red on his cheeks. "Really turning into a fine young man."

"Well thanks Ron," Harry said patting him on the shoulder "Rachel's looks like a proper young lady." He returned. "So how's life in the ministry?"

Ron groaned "Nightmare." Ron commented, "I can't believe he's back…again" Ron mumbled "No matter how many times you face off with him," Harry looked at his friend and motioned with him to keep his voice low. Ron obliged. "I don't- we just can't figure it out." Ron said with a hopeless sigh. "Every time we think he's gone, he pops up again, And that Draco Malfoy." Ron's nostrils flared in annoyance "I do not want his wretched son anywhere near my Rachel."

Harry nodded in understanding the rival between the Malfoys and the Weaslys, along with the rival between the Potters and the Malfoys had been passed down to their children. "I'm sure that Noah could kick that little git's arse dare he do anything to your little girls," Harry reassured him. Ron smiled and nodded.

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Noah and Rachel walked along the train's hallway looking for an empty compartment; "This is ridiculous," Rachel, commented shaking her head, "There are too many students and not enough compartments. That's a bunch of cock and bull."

Noah laughed, "I don't mind, as long as we don't get stuck in a compartment with those nasty Slytherin, like Malfoy."

Rachel curled her lip "That Victor Malfoy is a piece of work." She commented "Strutting around the school like he owns the whole place." She rolled her eyes "My dad and mum say that his father was the same way. And to think," She crossed her eyes "Aunt Ginny almost married that git."

"Your aunt almost married a Malfoy?" Noah asked trying not to laugh, "Why on earth would she do that?"

"I have no clue," Rachel shook her head, "It was before I was born, I'm glad she didn't though, she married some Irish fellow, Uncle Seamus!" Rachel laughed, "Speaking of which, Sasha should be here soon," She commented looking out of the window.

"I know Seamus!" Noah piped, "He used to play quidditch with my dad,"

"I know Noah," Rachel giggled "You forget that every holiday our families are together, well, mostly. Don't you have to spend some holidays with your mother's parents?" Noah nodded and rolled his eyes

"They're muggles, its so boring going to their house. I can't apperate ANYWHERE."

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Hermione kissed each and every one of her children, from the youngest to the oldest. When she got to Noah she gave him and smile and kissed his cheek "Watch out for your siblings," She whispered "And watch out for Rachel," she added. Noah gave his mother a look.

"Rachel?" He asked.

Hermione nodded "She's a fine lady, and you never know what kind of stunt that Malfoy will pull." She said. Noah nodded.

"Yes mother," He said.

"Very Well." Hermione stepped back, "Alright," she took a deep breath, "I'll see you all at holiday."

A/N ; omg, I was defiantly in the mood to write a Harry/Hermione story for some unknown reason. I thought it would be cute to give them a million and a half children, lol. R/R please. Also! Remember! This story needs a Title! Help me out!