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Chapter 8: Christmas gift

The school had been empty since the arrival of Christmas and the students had departed to their respective homes for the occasion. Hermione and Sirius had been invited to the Weasley's who had been placed in the confidence of Hermione's origins. They had been told that she was a friend of their son Ron who was a little over a year old today and that she had gone back in time to save many wizards who had perished in a great war.

As their son Ron was to be a victim, the Weasleys personally wished to thank the young woman for having a family meal at home for the holidays. The witch was greeted by the same maternal arms Molly had once hugged her, she was happy at the moment, everything was perfect and she displayed a big smile seeing all the children of Molly and Arthur so young and carefree. She deposited Harry with Ron, the evening promised to be sublime.

Another guest was expected: Remus, which particularly delighted Sirius who had not seen his best friend for a week already. The meal was still packed and full, had as an aperitif Molly profited to announce another pregnancy, they hoped to finally have a daughter and Hermione smiled but kept for her reflections on Ginny. Sliding slightly as Molly looked after the children and the men spoke to each other, she took advantage of the snow covering the Burrow. "Merry Christmas Harry and Ron, I miss your presence, you know," she thought, letting a tear slip away. Sirius having noticed the absence of his companion then joined her outside.

"Are you okay, Mione?" He asked as he approached his companion.

"Perfectly good Sirius, it had been a long time since I have been so happy. I had a surprise for you but I had to change it"

"Wait, first of all, I took it upon myself to buy a house in Hogsmeade so that you, Harry and I live together with a little privacy, more than we could have at the castle!"

Hermione smiled at him then, tears in her eyes and hugging him at the edge of suffocation. Formerly she would never have believed if she had been told that Sirius Black was such a caring and passionate person in life. She looked at him, his eyes full of stars and kissed him tenderly.

"So, my surprise? Or my surprises?"

"The first was that I wanted to prove to you how happy I was with you by training to become an animagus ... I even succeeded!"

"That is true? Oh Mione but it's great! Show me, I want to see how you are transforming yourself!"

"This is the problem Sirius, meanwhile I learned a news which means that I have a formal ban to transform myself, for 9 months ..."

He looked at her then open-mouthed, he was scarcely blinking. Hermione was more than stressed about having to tell Sirius that. It is true that she knew that he would make a good father, she had seen it with Harry. Their relationship was young, however, and she was afraid it would frighten the wizard. It was when he took her in his arms and made her spin around in the air she understood that he was taking the news very well. Sirius covered the face of his companion with kisses, he would have liked to ask Hermione to marry him so that everything was complete.

But he did not want her to think that he was doing this out of obligation. He knelt on his knees to kiss Hermione's stomach with all the love he was capable of, then they went back into the living room and Hermione let the wizard announce the news. They all took the couple in their arms and Sirius went to take Harry in his arms, saying, "You're going to have a little brother or a little sister."

Hermione then suggested that Remus be the godfather of their future child, knowing full well that Sirius would agree. The effusion of emotion was general when the wizard asked Hermione if she would accept Molly as the godmother, being one of the women he trusted her most. She agreed and both women spent the evening talking about their pregnancies, Hermione asking the Weasley matriarch for advice.

The more traditional gifts were then exchanged with Molly's usual knitted sweater, Harry and Ron being too young to understand anything in their language, causing the twins Fred and George to laugh. Sirius rediscovered the beauty of the face of his companion with each of her smiles and could not believe she was carrying his child.

"In fact, Hermione," Arthur began, "I have had only good echoes of your teaching methods in spite of your youth!"

"Thank you Arthur, I even think if you learn a lot in books, practice is important."

"Well, I've heard about the practice, I would almost have liked to be still studying to be able to take advantage of this," continued Arthur.

Nothing more was needed to make the young woman blush. A few months after a couple meeting, Sirius / Hermione with the Weasley family, spawned some ads. Molly and Hermione announced that they were both expecting girls. Molly and Arthur decided that Hermione would be Ginerva Molly Weasley godmother. Hermione and Sirius planned to name their daughter, Harry's little sister, Olivia (in honour of the first meeting of the two wizards) Celeste Black. The two little ones were born a month apart. After the baby was born, Hermione could finally show Sirius her animagus: she was a white version of Sirius, but the wizard was more than affected and it was a happy couple with two children who moved during the holidays in a house of Hogsmeade.

Years passed. Olivia and Harry grew up very close as brother and sister. Ron and Harry were already very good friends and seeing them thus warmed Hermione's heart but also that of Sirius who still had in mind the words of his companion saying that he had lived in a cupboard under a staircase until his 11 years old. More Harry grew, more Sirius saw James in him except eyes, and he had the eyes of his mother Lily. For her part Olivia had her mother's curly hair but black as her father. She perfectly shared the characteristics of each one: reading and the ability to get in trouble! Their sons would soon be 11 years old, time to tell him everything about his past would soon happen but Hermione as Sirius knew their son was ready to hear everything.

Despite the surrounding happiness, Hermione kept within herself the fear of seeing Lord Voldemort come back, seeing the story repeat itself and still being helpless in the face of the fate of her loved ones. Her anguish had doubled when she had picked up Harry and had now tripled since the birth of Olivia. She could hardly recover herself from the images of the dead of her past, she knew, she felt that one day or another she would have to take up arms again and fight.