Sorry guys, I just decided that I would write a second chapter out of the blue so I don't know how it will go so please don't hate.

Chapter 2

Emma Granger was sitting at her kitchen table looking through an old family album thinking about how the time flew past so fast and that her two babies had grown up so fast. In just a couple of hours her Harry and Hermione would be finishing their last lessons of schooling before they start high school.

Emma let out a big sigh as her mind began to wander back to the day that Daniel brought little Harry home.

Granger House Hold, 1981

Emma Granger was rocking Baby Hermione back and forth to get her to go to sleep. She knew deep down that she wouldn't go to sleep until her dad came home and wished her a good night. Hermione maybe young but she was smart. I've done this for a while now and it was getting no where so I went back down stairs to fix her a bottle of warm milk. That always put her to sleep.

Five Minutes later

Emma watched her little girl sleep, wishing that she could give her a baby sister all brother to play with. But she knew she couldn't.

Headlights pasted through the window, and Emma went down to greet he husband only to find that he wasn't alone.

2 Years Later

Harry and Hermione are both 3 years old

Harry and Hermione had been best friends from the time they first met. Dan and Emma introduced them to each other the very next day after Dan had brought Harry home and they hadn't been separated since.

At the moment Harry and Hermione were building a castle out of blocks they had found at day care. They had almost finished it when some boy came and knocked it down. Hermione was almost in tears as they had worked hard to build it and the boy had knocked it down was laughing at her.

Harry stood up and walked over to the boy and pushed him down before he walked over to his sister and hug her while he whispered in her ear,

"I will always protect you Mione"

5 years old

Harry and Hermione were standing side by side in front of school for their first day of kindergarten. They were wearing their school uniforms, Harry in a button down blue shirt and trousers and Hermione in a blue dress. They both had an oversized back pack on their backs and they both looked nervous.

Harry took Hermione's hand, and said,

"We can do this, Mione"

They both walked through the gates to the kindergarten rooms.

9 years old

Christmas Day

Harry and Hermione were bouncing in their seats as the ate their breakfast at twice the normal speed. Their parents said they couldn't open their presents until they had eaten.

"Mum, hurry up so we can open our presents" exclaimed Hermione,

Harry seconds behind her with, "Yeah Mum, please hurry, you to dad" looking over at his dad who was finishing his slice of toast.

Once they finished their meal, the 9 year olds sprinted over to the tree, impatiently waiting for their dad to play Santa and hand out the presents.

"Ok" Dad said picking up a round present from under the tree, "This one is for Harry from Hermione" Harry opened it up in one go to find a brand new soccer ball.

"Cool, thanks Mione" Harry said looking over at her.

"Ok, next present is for Hermione and is from Harry" their dad said giving Hermione a small rectangular present.

Hermione unlike Harry unwrapped the present slowly revealing a small photo album full with pictures of the two of them.

"Thanks Harry" Hermione said wrapping him in a big bear hug.

Present Time

Emma Granger got up out of her chair and walk to the door, opening it and stepping out to the stairs that lead down to the garden. Any minute now they will be coming home from school.

Looking down the street, Emma could see Harry and Hermione running towards her, they seem to be having a race to see who is the fastest, a race that they had done every day since they had started school.

Emma saw no sense in it as they would keep beating each over.

They ran past me just now, but I had to stop them before they put their muddy feet on my carpet.

"Stop" I yelled at them before they got into the house, both Harry and Hermione turned around both have a look of a deer caught in headlights.

I pointed at their shoes and said,

"Shoes, Off, Now"

They both quietly places their shoes next to the door and headed inside. They dumped their school bags at the bottom of the stirs and went to raid the refrigerator.

Some mail came for both of you today I said handing them their letter, and the letters read,

Mr H. Potter-Granger

23 Bakers Lane, Surry

London.

Miss H Granger

23 Bakers Lane, Surry

London.

I will end it there folks. Make sure you review please. I know I am a bad writer so please don't be too harsh.

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