It was very soon that Harry realized that having a friend was the best thing in the world. He told everyone he could about her, even Remus and Sirius. They came over the winter break, and the first thing Harry did, after kissing both his guardians, was drag them both up to Gryffindor Tower to meet his new friend.
"Remmie, Siri, Hermione Granger," he introduced them all, beaming.
After getting Harry home for the break, Remus and Sirius sat at the kitchen table talking.
"He's besotted with her. And I thought- I hoped- we could put this off for a few more years at least," Sirius put his head in his hands.
Remus smiled at Sirius' desperation, "He is not besotted with her. He is just excited to have a friend. Now, we should get some rest. We'll have a excitable eleven-year-old to entertain tomorrow."
"That we will," Sirius heaved himself out of the chair, going down the hall, Remus following him.
They stopped at Harry's bedroom door, peeking in. Harry was peacefully curled on his side, a smile on his lips as he dreamed. It was then that Remus and Sirius knew that they had done something right with their lives, and both were content as they went to bed that night.