Chapter 1 The trio's life

Hermione Jane Granger is a very hardworking woman. As hardworking as she is, she hated her two first jobs. Just like her two best friends, Harry and Ron, Hermione had passed her OWLS and NEWTS with flying colours.

Harry had picked the job as an Auror but resigned after finding out that there were nobody to be hunted down, not since he and Neville had killed Lord Voldemort. So, after months of searching, he finally found the perfect job, the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

Hermione had took the job as the Ministry's Atrium worker. Two months after that, she swap jobs with Luna Lovegood and became the new Transfiguration professor for Hogwarts. After four years of teaching, Hermione got bored. She wanted to do something new. Something that is unique. She loved teaching but she dislikes to teach teenagers somehow.

That was it! She would build a pre-school for children and can prepare them for Hogwarts. After talking to the Wizengamot about her idea, she had another meeting with the Diagon Alley folks to see if they were alright with the idea of having the pre-school there. Luckily, the Wizengamot had given her permission and a license to open her pre- school and the Diagon Alley folks had agreed with the idea, they even planned to send their children there!

Everything was going on smoothly for Hermione. After three months of renovating, the pre-school was opened. A lot of children were signed into the pre-school. Most of them were four and six year olds. Unlike any other pre-school, Hermione's school will teach children from the age of four to the age of nine. It helps them to get use of the being-at-school-atmosphere rather than running around , playing ball. It also reduce the feeling of awkwardness when they get to Hogwarts because they will be learning about that matter too.

It was a sunny Friday morning, all of the children were out playing in the pre-school's playground. Some of them were playing with clay and two of them, who Hermione had notice were Seamus and Lavender's twin sons, Sam and Nathan Finnigan were both cleaning up their friends' lockers.

Hermione had been sitting on her chair. She, Parvati and Lavender were the only ones who had been given time to rest since they handled a lot of classes on Fridays. Lavender taught English and Parvati taught mathematic. Meanwhile, Hermione aught the children about Beginner Magic.

"Okay, I think my break's over. I need to go cook them their lunch, Parvati, want to go help me?" said Lavender as she ran to the kitchen.

"Yeah, sure, see you later Hermione," said Parvati as she ran off to the kitchen.

"Now to relax," said Hermione.

"Hermione?"

"Huh, who's that," Hermione mumbled angrily. She was about to have beauty sleep. Still, maybe it was one of the children's parents. Slowly, Hermione opened the door.

Right in front of her standing was her best friend, Harry Potter. Harry aged a bit but he still looks like the Harry she went to Hogwarts with.

"Harry James Potter, can you come and bother me another day, I'm r-really tired," yawned Hermione.

"Look, I'm sorry but there are things more important than your beauty sleep. For example, the wriggly thing that is in this stroller," said Harry reaching for something, or someone who was in the stroller. He grabbed him or her and showed to Hermione a small sweet looking girl who was wearing the school uniform and a very pretty maroon cloak. She had bright green eyes and beautiful short and fluffy brown hair. She had a white ribbon on tied to her hair.

"Your daughter, hello, April," said Hermione with a sugary voice. April didn't say anything but kept gnawing and biting her father hands, trying to make him let go of her.

She also kept mumbling about how she didn't want to go to school.

"Is it too late to send her here," asked Harry, waving his Fiat car's key ring.

"It's never too late for a friend to register," said Hermione as she welcomed them in. "So what took you so long to register?"

"Yeah, about that, April, can I talk to Aunt Hermione, privately please," said Harry with the same sugary voice that Hermione had used. April scowled but did what she was told to do and sped of to the playground.

" Anyways, about this, the reason I was late was because I had a hard time begging her to go to your school," explained Harry. "Five years ago, I didn't notice that I had married with a woman who doesn't like her children to go to pre-school. So, while raising April, Miranda had also taught her quite a lot of knowledge. That's why she was able to read when she was three. After Miranda's death, I took her away from her mother full childhood to the Hogwarts exploring childhood. So, with doing that, I am also teaching her because she's always sneaking into classes and plus, she had extra lessons with Madam Pince. So do you get what I'm saying?"

"No."

Harry frowned and said

"She is smart, Hermione. I bet you that she is smarter than all of your other four year old students you have here and she knows that. That's why she thought that she shouldn't be here, so she's going to be very moody, very moody indeed."

"Well, okay Harry, it's not a big deal really, just sign here," said Hermione as she gave Harry a quill and a small piece of parchment that had all the rules of the school.

After checking the parchment twice, Harry had finally signed. Hermione sighed in relief after waiting and took a key out from her drawer. She took Harry and April for a tour of the school. The whole school was magnificent. Everything were very entertaining, yet full of learning. In the middle of the school was the playground which was the size of a football yard. At last they came to the locker section of the school.

The locker weren't exactly normal lockers. Hermione and the other teachers knew that children, especially toddlers weren't good with keys or passwords. So, these lockers will open only if you push the small button that were on the lockers including to how many pushes your teacher told you to.

"So, to open it, you just need to push it. Your number of pushes is three pushes, you get that," asked Hermione. April nodded. "Now, April, your father and I are going to put all of your things into this locker okay, just remember your locker colour is red. If you please, go to the playground and play with your other friends."

"Thanks, Miss Granger," said April, hugging Hermione. Her voice was very sweet, just like her mother. After that, she ran as quickly as she can to the playground.

"So, what are the things she likes to bring to school?"

"Well, let's see here," said Harry. " A pink tumbler, a pink cloak, a pink pencil case which has pink stationery things in it including two pink painted quills, a pink file, a pink folder, a pink note book, her pink diary, the school books and all of these things fit into a big pink Scooby Doo bag. It's also got a small Scrappy Doo on it, see?"

Hermione froze. She was speechless. What happened to Harry? Why is everything pink?

"You know the characters to Scooby Doo?"

"Yeah well, that kind of happens if you watch it every day with your daughter, that's a life of a single parent, I tell you," said Harry while he arranged April's stuff neatly. Hermione noticed this and found it weird. The old Harry would have dumped all of it into the locker but the new Harry carefully arranges his daughter's things. Well, time passed by, didn't it?

"Oh, there's also the wand, nice isn't it? It's Miranda's, her father made it. She was related to Mr. Ollivander," said Harry, showing Hermione a beautiful carved wand.

"Harry, toddlers are not encouraged to bring wands to school, except the eight year olds," said Hermione.

"I'm sorry but April never goes anywhere without her wand," explained Harry, pocketing the wand with his wand.

"I've got a very odd feeling that your daughter is going to be hard to handle," said Hermione. Harry followed her to the playground