"Finally another class," Hermione said happily, handing Ron over to Harry and searching through her bag to write down the next lesson's date in her planner.

The common room was full of teenagers with babies. Some of the babies were crying. Ron just looked around in slight fascination.

"How old do you think she made them?" Harry asked.

"Maybe just a few months old. Maybe we'll find out at the next lesson, she said in each lesson that she was going to add another year."

"Oh…right. I knew that."

"Has Ron been fed since Potions?"

"No, I don't think so."

"We better feed him, then."

They sat down at a table and then Hermione got out the diaper bag and began mixing more formula. She then said,

"Let me have Ron this time…you have more homework."

"You have more homework!"

"Yes, but you're slower."

"Thanks." But Harry handed over Ron and pulled out his homework.

"Who get's him for the night?" Hermione asked suddenly, "Wait…get in the bag and find a piece of paper. Professor Kelarpie said there's a paper that explains some things."

Harry dug through the bag and found a piece of paper. He scanned it and then said,

"The first night the cribs are placed in the girls dorms…then it will switch on and off."

"So…girls first?"

"I guess."

Hermione looked at the clock and then said,

"Oh…how will I get my homework done?"

"I dunno. You're the one who said I have to finish my homework."

Harry began to work. He found this hard to do without having Ron to complain with. But he managed to get one essay done, he started on another one and managed to get it finished right as Hermione said,

"I'll do it tomorrow. I'm going to bed. Goodnight Harry."

"Oh!" Harry just exclaimed, "Quidditch!"

"What about it?"

"Some of my players are babies! Like Ron! And…and…"

"No one else, Harry. But…oh no…"

"McClaggen..."

"No!" Harry shouted, making people look up, he lowered his voice and said, "I am not letting him be the keeper. He didn't even try out this year. He can't be."

"Have try outs. Post it on the notice board."

"Okay."

Harry pulled out a piece of parchment and wrote in bold letters about try-outs.

"When?" he asked, chewing on the end of his phoenix feather quill.

"Well…give people time to sort out their schedules…how about in two weeks?"

"There's a game next week, Hermione, against Ravenclaw, remember?"

"Oh, yes…well…three days. It will give you enough time to practice."

"Alright."

Harry wrote down the date and then walked over and posted up the parchment on the notice board. After he walked away some people walked up to the notice board to see what he had wrote.

Harry gathered up his things and then he and Hermione (and Ron) headed off for bed.

The next day was complicated. Ron was more grouchy and cried more than he had the day before…well…he hadn't cried yesterday, so…

"Maybe he's sick," Harry said, rubbing his throbbing forehead (which was a headache, not his scar).

"No, Harry," Hermione said gently as they walked out of the Great Hall, "Babies cry, you know."

"No, I don't know much about babies, actually."

"Oh, right."

Hermione laid Ron against her shoulder and patted his back. He continued to cry.

"Ohhh…" groaned Harry, "Make it stop!"

"Harry, get used to it."

"Ugh…fine. Let me take him to my next class."

"Alright."

Hermione handed Ron over and Harry held him against his shoulder like Hermione had.

"Good luck," Hermione called, running off down the hall.

Days passed and Ron continued to cry a lot more. Finally the next lesson arrived and all the groups arrived on time.

"This is the coolest class!" someone commented as soon as Professor Kelarpie walked in.

"Thank you," she said brightly, "Now…there is another teacher I would like you to meet. His name is Professor Kelarpie."

Everyone laughed. The man walked in, he had black hair like the woman professor Kelarpie and blue eyes.

"This is my husband. Now…he says to call him Regor, which is his first name, so I will allow you to call me by my first name, which is LaRaine."

"Hello," Regor said, "Now…all the girls please go with LaRaine, and the boys stay here with me. It doesn't matter who the babies go with."

The girls followed LaRaine out the door.

"Please put your chairs in a circle," Regor said.

They did so.

"Now!" announced Regor, "We are open for discussion!"

Discussion...hehe.

Well...I'm so sorry that I haven't updated! I haven't been at my grandparents house for a whiel and the internet is down at MY house. Also it was my birthday on Wednesday!

I AM 14!

I went to see Corpse Bride with my friends todayand I saw the GoF trailer ont he BIG SCREEN!

Also someone pointed out that there was a typo with the dates in the first and second chapters so I am sorry about that.