A/N- Hi! Thanks for reading this far! I love you guys! Ok well just for the warning this is probabally the shortest chapter I had so far just to warn ya!

Disclaimer- All the characters except the kids of Ron and Hermione and Harry and Ginny is not mine they belong to the wonderful J.K and I am unfortuantely not i wouldn't be here if I was and I definitely wouldn't be writing this fanfic

"Well he's finally calmed down." Ron announced looking at a sleeping Liam all settled down on the couch. Almost looking like a doll.

"Wow he looks so peaceful when he's sleeping." Belle said quietly.

"I know it's amazing! All we need was to give him warm milk and sing him a lullaby. Thank you Ethan for helping." Hermione said thankfully to Ethan.

"Oh it was nothing…" Ethan replied bashfully.

"Nothing? Oh don't be so modest! You really did us a big favor!" Belle said then without thinking gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Oh sorry I got… carried away." She said blushing.

Then there was just an awkward silence. The two just stood their saying nothing and staring into each other's eyes. Ron and Hermione smiled at each other looking at the two of them they knew what that look meant.

"Mom! Dad! Some Lady's at the door her name is… Lavender Brown!" Annabelle called across the hall.

Lavender Brown. That name hit Hermione hard like a cruciatus curse. Not that she's ever been hit by one, but there had been some close calls. Hermione didn't have the greatest memories with Lavender ever since 6th year things hadn't been good between them, though Hermione never really did care for her much to begin with. In the summer of the 6th year Hermione had stayed over at the burrow. Well everything went along just fine until Lavender's family moved next door. She would always come over without being invited and well let's just say they got off on the wrong foot, then again the never were on the right foot. You see Lavender blamed Hermione when Ron broke up with her and she did everything in her power to get her back for that.

"'Mione? Are you ok?" Ron asked noticing the deep in though look she had on her face.

"Yeah, I'm fine couldn't be better." Hermione lied. She had to admit she had gotten better at lying over the years, which might not be such a good thing after all.

"Alright if you say so." Ron said with a shrug unconvinced, but found out after years of marriage not to bring it up any further or it would lead to one nasty row. "Do you want me to go answer the door?" Ron asked knowing that Lavender and Hermione didn't quite get along.

Hermione shook her head. "No I'll get it." Hermione said then took a deep breath walking to the door around a fighting Ian and Dylan. Almost there… She could do this… She could do this… 1... 2... 3.

"My, my if it isn't Hermione Granger or shall I say Hermione Weasley?" Came a blonde haired (looks like it was dyed) woman who was wearing a leopard fur coat and underneath was a sequin tan slinky dress and to top it all off 6 inch heels. Her eyes had so much depth in them, yet when Hermione looked in them she saw a pit of darkness. I know this kind of thing might sound silly to you, like 'who would be afraid of her?', but of course if you hadn't been in the situation Hermione had been in you of course wouldn't know.

"Yes, I suppose it would be now. Lavender you look.. Nice." Hermione said forcing a smiling trying her best to be as polite as possible.

"Oh this old thing! I just found it in my closet somewhere. I have MUCH nice things!" Lavender said with a laugh.

"Right. I'm sure you do." Hermione said. 'She could have atleast said thank you like a normal person!' She though angrily to herself.

"So aren't you going to invite me in?" Lavender asked.

"Right, come on it. This way." Hermione said leading her to the living room motioning to Ron, who was in the kitchen, that she could handle it. Every one of the kids were at the top of the stairs watching and listening intently. All of them were curious as to who that lady was.

Lavender looked towards the stairs to where the kids were. "Quite nosy kids aren't they? Are they all yours?"

"Oh no! The majority of them are. We are watching the minority for friends." Hermione said giving them a 'Go back your rooms and mind your own buisness before your grounded' look. Then the kids all separated going in separate direction toward their rooms.

"Oh wow you two have certainly been busy and here I though you only had one." Lavender said with a light laugh. Hermione furrowed her eyebrows. 'Had she met one of her children?'

"Well I guess you could say that. So what have you been doing these past… 20 years?" Hermione asked, though she could hardly say she was even the slightest bit interested.

'Oh well I'm a model so I've been doing quite a bit of traveling sometimes it would be hard though, having to take my daughter everywhere with me." Lavender said.

"Oh so you have a daughter?" Hermione questioned.

Lavender nodded. "Oh yes. She's 18 now. Nothing like your children. She's achieved so much at such a young age I'm so proud of her! Sjhe was always well behaved so I never had problem with her. You know I never really was fond of children or like the idea of being a mother, but my little girl she always held her head high. Didn't mind moving around. I came to visit her because she just recently came here. One thing I'm so jealous of is that she's found herself a nice man one thing I could never manage to do.." Lavender went on and on.

Hermione just smiled and nodded through the whole thing. Ocasionally adding in an "Oh really?" or "Is that so?" or "She sounds wonderful!"

Lavender smiled. "Yeah but you should know that for yourself"

Hermione gave her a confused look. "I'm sorry what?"

"My daughter-……………………………... TO BE CONTINUED

A/N- Ooh my very first cliffy! Sad isn't it? lol!