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I Don't Need No Money, Fortune or Fame

"Mum? Dad?" Hermione whispered. She looked at her parents that she had pretended to not know for the last few days as they looked around the room in confusion. Their screaming had stopped but the deafening silence was, in a way, worse. The adults looked up at Hermione who was crying and waiting with bated breath.

"Hermione dear…why are we tied to chairs?" her father asked. Hermione fell into Ron after he spoke sobbing with relief. Ron caught her while Harry and Ginny untied Mr. and Mrs. Granger. Hermione launched herself at her parents as soon as they were free. She was crying so hard that her parents looked to Harry and Ron to learn why their daughter was so distraught. The teens shared a glance and Harry gestured for everyone to sit.

"Well, I'm not sure how much Hermione has told you about me or our years at school, but—" Harry broke off when Mr. Granger cleared his throat.

"Actually Harry, she tells us a fair amount, but we get the feeling that she's leaving out a lot more or leaving out important details. We know your parents died when you were young, but not how. We also know that you were in danger after your fourth year but not from what. And now we, I guess you could say, wake up in Australia with our daughter having a break down, I'm sorry if I sound rude but I'd like some answers right now." Mr. Granger was usually a patient man, but it was clear that he was confused and slightly angry. Harry took a deep breath and began talking. He spoke for a long time about his first through sixth year; about Voldemort killing his parents, Sirius dying, and Dumbledore dying.

Hermione had calmed down and was being held by her mother, in-between her parents. She stopped Harry before he started the last year of their travels and told her parents about why she did what she did.

"You two were in danger. Voldemort knew I was a best friend of Harry's and he knew that Harry would risk his life for anyone he knew, whether they were friends or not. Harry can't let others just be killed for no reason, so I decided that since I had promised Harry back in our first year that I wasn't leaving his side no matter what, that I was in this with him. But I needed to protect you guys. I couldn't just leave you alone unprotected because it was a sure thing that Voldemort would have used you to get to me, and me to get to Harry.

"So, I placed very heavy charms on you both to make you both think your greatest dream was to move to Australia and start a Dentist office here You would forget I ever existed and …and…that way if you were found, you couldn't tell anything to them about me. I think that was the hardest part." Her parents were staring agape at her as she spoke.

"I…I sold our house and cars and your practice so it looked like all three of us moved out of the country so you two would be safe." Hermione looked down and began softly crying again when she saw the looks of horror on her parents faces. It took them a few minutes to take it all in and they all sat in silence except for Hermione's sniffles.

"But Hermione, what about your safety over the last year, sweetheart? Where were you?" her mother asked quietly. Hermione looked at Harry pitifully and he continued the story of the last years adventure. Her parents sat in horror over the things her daughter had been apart of while they were obliviously down under living their 'dream' lives. Harry finished with his donation of them staying in his house while they found a new place to live and a new practice, and Mr. Granger broke the silence.

"We can't accept that Harry, it's much too generous. We can always stay at a hotel." Harry stopped him.

"You haven't let me finish. I'd also be paying for your new house and practice because," he held up his hand to stop the adults from speaking again. "Because, I feel like it's my fault Hermione felt that she needed to do this. If it weren't for me, you would still be living in your own home in London. Think of it as a small thank you. If Hermione hadn't been there with me when Ron went to see his family, I would have been alone for several weeks. Hermione was a life saver for me this past year, and all the homework help she has provided over the years. I have lost count of how many times she has saved my bum over the years. Even in our first year, she lit our professor on fire to stop him from jinxing my broom to kill me." At this declaration both parents looked at Hermione shocked. She giggled at the looks and explained a little more before Harry continued.

"I would like to pay Hermione back for all those years of being there, and the only way I can think of doing that is by helping the two people she loves the most."

"Well, Harry, I think my wife and I need to discuss this for a few days. Your only seventeen, it would feel wrong to take this generosity from you when you need the money for your own future. But," he stopped Harry from interrupting. "I will discuss it with her since it sounds like it means a lot to you. Alright?" Harry nodded with a smile. "Alright, I think Margaret and I need to head over to our office and see about closing down. You said we have to be back when?"

"The portkey leaves in four days, Mr. Granger," Harry replied.

"Only four days…That's going to leave a lot of patients in a bad situation." Mr. Granger sat and thought for several minutes before Hermione sat up with a yelp.

"The other dentist office! The one down stairs from you in the mall, we stopped there that first day to see if it was your office. I told them that you two would be coming back to London at the end of the week and I'd let you guys know that they were a good place to send your patience. Maybe you could lease your office to them, and they could sell their shop and use yours!" Hermione said excitedly. Her parents looked at her in confusion and she explained more clearly. After they understood, they thought the idea was a wonderful one and set about to make plans to sell their modest house.

Hermione popped them home and said she'd be back later with their bags, since their stay was soon to be over at the hotel. The two nights they had paid for were over and they hadn't given twenty-four hours notice for another night. So the four were going to stay at the Granger's house for the remainder of their visit. When she got back to the hotel she found a note from the others that they had gone swimming in the pool one last time and to meet them down their when she got back. She changed quickly into her new bikini and practically ran down to the pool.

Harry and Ginny were goofing off in the deeper end, while Ron lounged on a deck chair waiting for Hermione. He was watching his sister and best friend frolic in the blue water with a smile on his face. He may play the over protective brother a lot, but he knew they were happy and wouldn't change that for the world. Hermione saw his smile and his focus and smiled also. She knew her boyfriend was soft-hearted and sensitive deep down when no one was looking, but when she did catch a glimpse it warmed her heart.

She cleared her throat as she walked up and dropped her towel on a chair. She glanced at the pool, then at Ron and said casually, "Last one in's a Flobberworm!" She bolted for the pool before she finished but his long legs overcame her head start easily and he lifted her into his arms as he jumped into the pool carrying her with him. She shrieked before she hit the water and tried to propel herself up but Ron's strong arms wrapped around her and turned her to him. She opened her eyes underwater to see Ron reach in and they kissed underwater. They surfaced only seconds later but each had brilliant smiles on their faces. Harry and Ginny catcalled and whistled, which caused the other few pool goers to laugh and whistle also. Hermione turned beet red but Ron just pulled her close and kissed her again softly on the cheek.

After a few hours of swimming the guys sounded like they had hungry little monsters in their stomachs growling for some food, so they wandered upstairs to get dressed and pick a restaurant to eat at that night. They would be calling the Granger's and letting them know which restaurant to go since the adults had picked out the last one. Ron wanted to try something new, so he looked through the phone book and made suggestions while the others shot them down.

"Burger Time?"

"No, burgers aren't new," replied Hermione who was packing up the rest of her stuff.

"New China Buffet?"

"Just because it says 'New' in the name doesn't mean it is," said Ginny giggling.

"Well, the only other thing in here that I know we haven't tried is Ethiopian food, but—" Hermione interrupted him.

"Actually that sounds kind of tasty. What about you guys? It is definitely a new thing for us." Harry and Ginny nodded while Ron looked skeptical but nodded also. Hermione called her parents and told them where the restaurant was and what time to be there. She finished getting ready and made a few plans while the others finished up. She knew that if they were going to live with her parents for four days, they would have to notify the Ministry so she planned on making a stop there before dinner.

A quick trip that required Hermione to sign some paperwork that said that her parents house was now a magical household for the next five days, and they were off to the restaurant with their shrunken bags in their pockets. They arrived and were seated before the Grangers had arrived, so they chose their drinks and were chatting quietly for several minutes alone.

"Sorry we're late sweetie, the realtor wanted to set up a meeting and it took a little longer than planned," Mrs. Granger said as she leaned over and kissed her daughter on the cheek before sliding into the booth. Her husband sat down next to her and they picked up menus.

"So," said Mr. Granger with a smile. "Who picked African cuisine tonight? It's definitely an interesting choice."

"Well, I said Ethiopian as a joke and Hermione said she thought it sounded good. So here we are. So if it tastes horrible it's Hermione's fault," Ron replied jokingly. Hermione lightly slapped his arm and rolled her eyes. A gesture her parents didn't miss. Mrs. Granger smiled at her husband who raised an eyebrow at Ron. Ron, still as clueless as ever, missed the glance and raised eyebrow though the others didn't. Hermione blushed and Harry and Ginny snickered. Ron continued to ramble on about Bill and Egypt for a while until the waitress showed up. Everyone ordered and the waitress left leaving the table in silence.

"So, Harry, Ginny, you two seem close?" Mrs. Granger said to break the tense quiet.

"Yes, we've been a couple for a few weeks now. We dated a while last school year also," Ginny said glancing at Harry. The confused look on the adults faces prompted the two to explain their relationship past issues. The conversation lasted until the food arrived. Everyone ate in silence for a while savoring the spicy delicacies. After everyone was done and desert had been ordered Mr. Granger cleared his throat.

"Well, Hermione, your mother and I have worked out a deal with a realtor. They will buy our house from us at a cheaper price and we will be able to leave on time with all of you. Tomorrow we will have to go to work and go have a chat with the owners of that other dentist office to see if they'd take over our lease. We may have to pay them so they can pay off their lease though. So tomorrow we are going to be very busy, you and your friends will have to occupy your time together. Okay?" She nodded her head. "We thought you guys could start packing all the stuff in boxes tomorrow for us. It's not exactly exiting but we can do a few other things in the next few days after everything besides necessities are packed. Alright?" The teens agreed and conversation went in another direction for a while longer until Mrs. Granger spoke up.

"We should get going. We have a lot to plan out for the next few days. We also have some beds to make up before you all can go to sleep tonight." She stood up and her husband followed suit. He pulled out his wallet to pay the bill and the teens followed them out to the car.

As soon as they arrived at the Granger's house they all went inside and un-shrunk their bags. The Granger household had one master bedroom, and one smaller bedroom. Harry and Ron graciously forfeited the bedroom to the girls and made camp in the living room. Ron on the longer sofa and Harry scrunched on the loveseat.

"You know Harry, since we'll be here a few days we can switch off the sofas if you want. I feel kind of bad making you sleep on that short sofa," Ron whispered. Harry snorted.

"Ron, if I am having trouble on this sofa you would have an even harder time. You're taller than me by almost thirty centimeters. Although that would look pretty funny you would stick off both ends." Harry and Ron had a quiet laughing fit. "No, mate, I'll be the bigger man and let you have the longer sofa." The two of them half-heartedly carried on a sleepy conversation until they both dropped off into sleep.

Several uncomfortable hours later Harry was woken up by something tickling his nose. He swiped at the offending tickler and started to fall asleep. A sharp cry and a thud woke him up with a jolt only seconds later. He sat bolt upright to see a pile of blankets moving around next to the other couch and Hermione standing next to it laughing hard enough to turn red and have tears rolling down her face. The pile of blankets swore and began to move more frantically. Harry started to chuckle. He saw that Hermione was going to be no help and neither was his own girlfriend who was laughing just as hard as Hermione, so he stood and walked over to the pile of wriggling blanket and tugged on a corner. Ron flailed when he felt the blanket give way and kicked Harry hard in the shin. Harry swore and hobbled back to his own bed. Ron stood up and kicked the blanket off him. He took one look around and stormed off to the bathroom. Ginny comforted Harry by kissing him on the cheek.

"He didn't mean to kick you. He'll be fine. At least it wasn't a camera this time," she giggled. Hermione calmed down and went to go sooth Ron's ego leaving Harry and Ginny alone in the living room. They decided, after a good morning snog, to tidy up the living room while Ron and Hermione were busy.

"Mr. and Mrs. Granger left a while ago for work. So we're on our own for breakfast. They asked us to start packing or at least organize stuff and they'll bring home some boxes later," she said while they walked to the kitchen. Harry made bacon and eggs for all four of them and he and Ginny were eating and talking about random things when Hermione and Ron walked in holding hands and smiling. Harry and Ginny shared a glance and smirked.

"What ever you two were doing to make up, we don't want to know. We're going to get dressed and start on packing the living room. Hermione that stuff you signed at the Ministry yesterday allows us to use magic here right?" She nodded blushing. "Okay, we'll just conjure up some boxes as we need them alright?" Everyone nodded and Harry and Ginny left the others in the kitchen to eat. They went to their own rooms and got dressed and went back to the living room.

Together they began packing things in the conjured boxes and piling things in the corner. Since Mr. and Mrs. Granger had been sent to Australia without any knowledge of their past, the house was relatively bare except for what they had accrued since their arrival. Books, music tapes, and knick knacks were the main items in the living room along with a few electronics and video tapes. They had an interesting time when they found a box of old records next to a record player in a closet. Harry called Hermione into the room to see if she knew how to set it up. She knew how to set up a few parts and Harry knew how to start it, so they went to work and ended up listening to old music as they worked. After a while a loud shriek escaped from the machine as the music stopped. Harry ran over to stop the noise. Ginny was laughing as she told him to pick another record. He began flipping through the dusty sleeves and found an old Temptations record.

His Aunt Petunia had a slight obsession with the old soul group when he and Dudley were younger and he had memorized all the songs on this particular record while he cleaned the house. He was glad he could finally put some happy memories to this particular song now. He glanced up and saw Ginny cleaning a shelf off and smiled. He placed the record on the machine and set it to one of his favorite songs from his childhood and walked over to her while it started. He hugged her around the middle and she stopped what she was doing to turn and hug him back.

He pulled her hands up around his neck as he placed his on her hips and he began to sway her to the music.

"Harry what are you doing?" she laughed. He smiled as the chorus approached.

"I guess I say, what can make me feel this way? My Girl…" he sang to her. She smiled at him and they danced while he sang to her.

"I don't need no money, Fortune or fame. I've got all the riches, baby, One man can claim. Well I guess you say, what can make me feel this way? My Girl, my girl, my girl, talking about my girl." The song ended and Ginny kissed him. It was one of those stop time kisses that make people weak at the knees.

"I love you Harry. I don't know what I'd do with out you," she whispered. He smiled and kissed her neck.

"I love you too Gin. I feel the same way about you," he whispered back. They continued to dance to a few more songs until Hermione and Ron came out and saw them. Ron and Hermione smirked at each other.

"Well, look at this 'Mione, and they were teasing us earlier. The nerve of them," Ron chuckled. Harry and Ginny continued to dance while she poked her tongue out at her brother and Harry chuckled.

"Actually Ron, we teased you guys since you disappeared and came into the room smiling guiltily. We on the other hand are dancing in the living room, not exactly suggestive," Harry smiled. Hermione laughed and pulled Ron out the middle of the floor and made him dance with her as well. The day spent cleaning became a dance party of four, the cleaning forgotten.

~*~

A few hours later the teens were sitting on the living room floor talking about funny memories when Hermione's parents showed up after work.

"Well, that was a day I would like to forget," Mr. Granger sighed as he sat down in his armchair. Mrs. Granger went to their room to change clothes and freshen up.

"Busy day dad?" Hermione asked with a smile.

"The busiest. How was your day pumpkin? Get a lot of cleaning done?" he closed his eyes while he spoke.

"Kind of. We found an old record player of yours and some records and got a little side tracked. We got some cleaning done though. What did you and mum do all day?" she asked. Ron had snuggled up to, oblivious to the looks Harry and Ginny were giving him and the nudges Hermione was giving him. Harry was chuckling to himself, he had imagined Ron being afraid of showing affection around Hermione's parents but he obviously had no problem with it, either that or he had no idea he was even doing it. Harry's guessed the latter.

"Well, we talked to the owner of the other office and have called many clients to tell them about the 'emergency' back home and that we are selling our practice and telling them about the other practice that they could go to there at the mall. Some of them understood but a few were rather snippy about it all," he finished as his wife entered the room.

"Oh, that Mrs. Kaiser? That woman is horrid, just absolutely maniacal. To tell you the truth I am so glad to be rid of her. That woman practically promised a lawsuit just because I spelled her name wrong. But her children were so nice and well mannered I wondered where they got that until I met Mr. Kaiser and my questions were answered. Such a well mannered man he was, I don't know how he can stand being married to that witch. Oh, ah, I mean, um, woman. Sorry Hermione dear," Mrs. Granger stopped her vent suddenly after she realized what she said. Hermione giggled.

"It's okay, mum. I think we all know what you meant." Her comment made the other teens laugh loudly and Mr. Granger guffaw. Mrs. Granger blinked and looked at her daughter in a whole new light as she laughed as well.

"Well, I'm not sure that's a such a good thing, it means my baby is growing up. But I guess it was inevitable. Now your old enough to help me cook dinner!" Mrs. Granger said excitedly while Hermione groaned. Ginny laughed and pulled her friend to her feet while Mrs. Granger stood up from the armchair of her husbands chair where she had perched herself.

"Come on Hermione, I'll help too," Ginny said.

The three guys sat and watched the nightly news for a half an hour before Mr. Granger turned off the television and cleared his throat.

"Ron, I'd like to have a word if you don't mind," he said quietly so that the woman wouldn't hear from the other room. Ron visibly gulped and Harry saw him pale. He jumped up hurriedly.

"I think I hear Ginny calling me, I'll be right back," said Harry as he practically ran from the room. Ron tried in vain to grab Harry before he left, but missed and ended up falling headfirst into the couch. He slowly sat up and glanced at his girlfriends father who was watching him with an amused smile on his face.

"There's no need to worry, Ron. I can see how happy my daughter is with you. And I must admit, I know she has had a crush on you for several long years. I just want to know how serious you are about her," he finished quietly. Ron gulped again and took a deep breath. He thought about his girlfriend and his nervousness evaporated.

"I…I love Hermione. I just didn't realize it until I thought she hated me. I never realized that when I thought of her with another guy and I wanted to pummel the other guy that I was jealous, I just thought I was being protective of my friends. I don't know what I'd do without her," said Ron calmly with a slight blush. Mr. Granger smiled and stood up. Ron stood as well and they shook hands.

"When the time comes to ask her, I think she'll say yes, she loves you a lot, Mr. Weasley. If you ever hurt her, you'll answer to me, wizard or not, no one hurts my baby girl," Mr. Granger said with a smile that scared Ron more than the actual talk that had just happened.

"Oh, don't worry about that Mr. Granger, Hermione knows more curses and jinxes than anyone I know, even Harry. I wouldn't mess with her in a million years, I think that's part of the reason it took me so long to actually ask her out, she can be a little intimidating." Mr. Granger chuckled.

"That she is, son, that she is. Now let's go see if dinner is almost ready," he said as he walked towards the kitchen. As they entered the kitchen they saw Mrs. Granger at the stove stirring a sauce and Harry setting the table while the girls chopped fresh vegetables for the salad.

"Ah, just in time! We're having Garlic Chicken Alfredo with Caesar salad and a delicious Cherubino Viognier white wine. I do believe you are, at least three of you, of age in the wizarding world so I have no problem serving you a good wine. Ginny, I dare say you can keep a secret right?" Mrs. Granger smiled and winked at the only underage witch who smiled back, winked, and zipped her lips. Everyone chuckled and sat down next to their significant other. Harry just happened to sit next to Ron who was planning on getting back at his mate for abandoning him in a time of need. Ron spent the night holding Hermione's hand under the table and plotting his revenge against his best friend.

~*~

Ginny and Hermione kissed their boyfriends good night after watching the popular Titanic on the television after dinner and headed upstairs to their room. They were discussing how unbelievable cute the American muggle Leonardo DiCaprio was in the movie when Mrs. Granger stepped out of her little office and cleared her throat.

"Ah-hem. Hermione could I talk to you for a minute?" Hermione agreed and Ginny went to their room. She walked into her mother's office and shut the door behind her. She saw her mum sitting on the love seat with a mug of tea in her hands and a second steaming mug sitting on the table next to the sofa. Hermione walked over and sat down picking up the tea and breathing in the scent.

"Mmm, chamomile. My favorite," she took a sip of the scalding tea and closed her eyes. Her mother watched her do this and smiled. Her baby really was growing up into a beautiful woman. Hermione opened her eyes and saw her mother watching her. She blushed and giggled.

"What did you want to talk about mum?" she asked.

"Well, dear, I wanted to talk about your boy friend." Hermione's eyes widened and she gulped a big hot gulp of tea to stall. The hot water burning her throat caused her eyes to water and she nearly dropped her mug into her lap.

"Oh, ouch! Oh, hot! Ow!" Mrs. Granger giggled and took the cup from her daughter to avoid the spill. "What about Ron, mum?" Hermione finally asked when she calmed down a moment later.

"Well, dear, I remember you coming home from school for the summer and complaining about Ron this and Ron that. How he acted to you during the Yule Ball and towards Victor. I could tell then you were a little infatuated, but seeing you two together after hearing you say so many times that he was an annoying git, well, call me crazy and overprotective but I want to know how long this has been going on and if he's treating you right." Hermione gaped at her mother.

"Oh. Well, I guess it kind of happened during the final battle. I realized that if we didn't make it through the night, I wanted him to know that I cared for him. I also knew that he would probably never take the first move so I had too. So, we officially became a couple after we woke up and talked the next day. We realized that we both cared for each other so much and we had been denying it since our, well, since the Yule Ball," Hermione finished with a goofy grin on her face.

"So you've only been dating a few weeks? Really? With the way he was acting tonight at dinner and yesterday night, your father and I thought it would have been much longer," Mrs. Granger said thoughtfully with a wide smile.

"What's so funny mum?" Hermione grew suspicious.

"Well, your father took the initiative to speak with Ron tonight before dinner. Remember when Harry came in about to burst he was trying so hard not to laugh? Your father asked Ron to talk in private with him." She laughed at her daughter's horrified look. "Don't worry, he wouldn't tell me what Ron said, but it made your father really happy. I think whatever Ron said was the right thing." Hermione sighed in relief. "But I would like to talk to you about one more thing before you head to bed. Have you and Ron discussed sex?" Hermione turned so red it rivaled any Weasley and wanted to sink into the floor and die right there.

"Er, sex, mum? I, uh, I'd rather not…um, think about that right now. I'm really tired now, can I just go…"

"No, Hermione, we need to have this discussion. You need to know to protect yourself for when you do decide to go the whole way. We raised you to make your own decisions and while I would think you would want to wait until marriage for sex, in this day and age it's not as common. I don't know what kind of protection spells or whatever there might be in your world so I need to tell you about the ones in this world. Condoms, birth control pills, there are many different things…" Hermione sat mortified for another ten minutes listening in horror all the things her mum was talking about. She nearly had coronary when her mum pulled out a banana and a condom from her desk drawer and proceeded to show her the 'proper way' to put it on.

"It's not just the guys responsibility to use preventative measures. You're the one who would have to carry a child for nine months. And if I become a grandmother before you turn twenty-five, you'll be getting a much harder to hear lecture from me and your father. Do you understand?" Hermione nodded weakly with her hands slightly over her face, her wide eyes peeking out between fingers. Her mother smiled and chuckled.

"Okay, then dear, you may go to bed now. Good night sweetie," she called as Hermione ran out of the room. She sat in the room finished her cold tea chuckling to herself remembering her own experience with her own mother about the sex talk. She turned off the lights as she left the room and walked towards her and her husbands bedroom. As she past the girls room, she heard whispering.

"What did she tell you!"

"She gave me the sex talk! Oh Merlin I was so embarrassed!"

"How did she find out? I mean, you and Ron weren't talking about it were you? She didn't, like, over hear you two?"

"No, we haven't talked about it. Have you or Harry?"

"No. Maybe it's just because she's your mother. They know these things, you know. I remember when my dad gave Percy the Talk. He was horrified."

"How was I supposed to tell my mum that Ron and I, that we already…you know? She would have been so disappointed in me. I couldn't have sat there and watched the disappointment in her face. Not after everything I did to her and my dad this past year. I already feel horrible about erasing their memories of me. But to give them all back and then break the news that her only child isn't a child anymore…I couldn't do that. But I love Ron more than anything, should I tell him what my mum said?"

Mrs. Granger had heard enough, she walked back to the office to think a while longer. She was sad that her daughter was growing up but she could see it every time Ron and her daughter shared a glance. They were deeply in love and were meant for each other. She was also glad that her daughter finally had a female friend to confide in.

She thought to herself, eight years ago this would have never happened. Hermione was always so studious and focused on her studies that she didn't have time for friends. We had to practically push her outside and lock her out to make her get some fresh air, but she always brought a book with her everywhere she went. Instead of running and playing hopscotch, my little girl would sit under a tree with a thick book way above her age level, or sit on the playground swing reading the newspaper after her daddy had left for work. I knew my daughter wasn't exactly a normal little girl, but I loved her all the same and encouraged the little bookworm as much as I could. My little girl, she who, in the same year, advanced from Nancy Drew to Anne Rice and then to the Chronicles of Narnia for goodness sakes! Now my little girl is older, with a boyfriend she loves and has apparently made love with. He better treat her right, she's too good to be hurt like that. No the only questions is…do I tell her father? Hmm, I don't think I will. He wouldn't be able to keep it a secret that we knew. My little girl is all grown up and…and saving the world apparently too.

Mrs. Granger sighed and stood up and went to her bedroom. Her husband was asleep with his medical journal he read every night before bed resting on his chest, snoring away. She smiled. If she loves Ron as much as I love you, you old fart, they'll be happy for many, many years, she thought to herself as she picked up the Journal and turned out the light as she crawled into bed. She leaned over and kissed her husband on the cheek. He rolled over and hugged her in his sleep as she nodded off with a smile on her face. No matter what, she'll always be my little girl.

A/N: I think I'll end it there, so touching! How about an embarrassing sex talk with mummy! Huh, Huh? Good, embarrassing enough for you all? Good, cuz it's almost word for word the one I experienced with my mom, no joke! Lol and I left out much worse than the banana thing! Lol. Anyways, Happy New Years! I hope everyone's holidays went well, I was going to post this on Christmas but I was really busy. I have officially been working on this story for one year. I remember writing on x-mas last year. I started posting in the summer, but I've been writing for a year now. I know I've been slacking in my posts but for some reason I, against my beliefs that stories should be finished before posting, began posting before I was done writing. I do plan on finishing the story, I got a review from sithlorde1988 after the last chapter asking why I was not posting anymore. I am going to finish, it's just going to take a little longer than I expected. I am currently still working on getting my earlier chapters beta's first before these ones but it's not going as I thought it would. Writers block doesn't help, so please review, as it gives me fresh motivation. Tell me what you think, please! Happy new years to everyone!