Hey guys I'm back and will try and post once a week, though I can't guarantee they will be longer than the first chapter as I'm so use to writing drabbles. Sorry its so short, hopefully the next will be longer!


Chapter 2: The Train Ride Home

It had been a long time since Hermione had taken anything other than the tube across England and the train had taken some time getting use to again, especially since she was in the staff quarters. There was a section charmed just up the front of the train to look like a baggage compartment, when it was really a comfortable and spacious teachers compartment. Much like the head compartment it had everything for the long journey including their own bathrooms and an emergency floo for them to leave quickly out of.

Not many of the staff risked taking the train into Hogwarts as it was just to risky they would be bombarded with tricks and jinxes from the students, but since the Weasley twins had left, none had been able to fill their extremely taxing job as Head tormentors of Hogwarts. Hermione was sitting by the fire with Remus, laughing as they remembered some of the things that The twins had created and charmed during their short years at Hogwarts.

"I can remember that swamp they created in the hall that time to annoy Umbridge, all the teachers knew how to uncharm it but they wouldn't because of her, she was absolutely livid about it"

"Yes I remember that, Minerva said she hadn't had that much fun watching the head mistress being attacked since she went to Hogwarts herself"

"Minerva went to Hogwarts? I always thought that she would have home tutoring Remus, I mean after all, her family is meant to be very well off, aren't they?"

"Yes but whether she chooses to spend that money as fast as Harry spends his is entirely up to her Hermione. You have to remember coming from old money gives someone that feeling that they must work harder for their own children, so they don't squander it"

"Minerva has children?"

"No. But that's never stopped her doing something before"

"But I always thought that she was married at some stage"

"No she was dating a teacher at one stage, thought that was around the time I was your age. Voldemort changed everything however; they had students to think about and a school to guard. But I believe that they still love each other, although I wouldn't know whether they had a child from it"

"I wonder, if she regretted not having a child? I don't think I could live without having a baby some time" Hermione looked down at her stomach imaging who she longed to have that baby with.

Chuckling Hermione warmed her face with her tea cup, charming it to stay at the right temperature. In truth Hermione had the same problem, George wanted children. Not now but very soon, but he didn't want a large family like he had. He had always told her once Mrs Weasley learnt that the twins were the trouble makers they were blamed for everything the others did.

A large family is too much to manage; I would rather spend my days with two or three little kids that I could teach all the tricks while they were fresh in my mind.

Hermione was nervous at that last comment, though she didn't tell Remus she thought he might know. It was almost full moon. While they were fresh in my mind...surely he didn't mean now? She wanted to get to comfortable and witty charms teacher at Hogwarts before she even had her second child. She didn't even know whether she wanted three little George's running around causing mayhem. If anything Fred was the trickster but George was the brains, knowing just the right ingredients to make that extra boom or a touch of something on that day would make the fireworks crackle extra bright, she wasn't sure she wanted that life.

"Ahh Hermione? You there? You've been staring into your tea mug for about twenty minutes, I think you actually need it empty to try and read the leaves."

Hermione laughed again with Remus, loving the ease and comfort that the two of them shared. If only he were not married she sighed, Tonks is a lucky girl to have caught him. If George hadn't proposed to her who knows what feelings might have erupted for another mature and dark...no. She would not go there. Not when she had just gone and buried her feelings for him six feet underground. That Hermione was gone and in her place was the vibrant and young wife of George Weasley, three years his junior. Everyone said that they had made a good match. The daughter of two muggles and the son of an old blood family, it was the starting of another Lily and James Potter, no matter what Hermione tried to tell everyone.

Severus watched them from one of the private teachers' rooms. He had left the door ajar and her melodic laughter could be heard throughout his room, taunting him with its beauty. Oh god he was defiantly losing his brain to the hippogryphs now. He had thought her laugh was beautiful. What next, that her soul was deep like the ocean? He snorted at himself, making a mental note to not make her laugh in the future, his best option, and only, was to make her hate him entirely as other females did, that way there would be no chance of her accepting his advances if he came to his feelings and jumped her in a corridor. Which would certainly not happen, Severus did not condone affairs, thought it didn't really matter as she was technically neither a girlfriend nor a wife. She was higher than both of those, she was the precious and blushing bride in waiting that he so longed to call his own but refused to address his feelings. These walls around him were built for a purpose and he would be damned if he took them down after twenty years of service! Damn her laughter! It was coursing through the cabin, luring the other teachers into her warm and cheery conversation with Lupin. For merlins sake even the werewolf had a wife, and doing well apparently from the gossip that she was pregnant with his second child. They had started quickly since the war was over and the wolf seemed even happier than normal. They were expecting twins this time around. Severus' thoughts drifted to children, images of little girls, with black curly hair and Hermione's face came into view. When he realized who they looked like he quickly shook them off. Instead doing a mental check of all the things that he would need to buy in Hogsmeade from his depleted private stock. He knew he was running low on unicorn hair...