Raising Hermione
Summary: Based off the movie "Raising Helen". A few months after Harry kills Voldemort, Hermione invites Harry to celebrate her sister's birthday with her family, but when tragedy strikes the Granger Family, Harry and Hermione must deal with the aftermath of Hermione's oldest sister's death.
Chapter 1
18 year-old Harry Potter sighed as he sat on the sofa of the small one bedroom apartment he shared with his girlfriend, staring at Hermione as she stood in front of him with puppy dog eyes.
"Harry, please? Won't you come with me to my parent's house tonight to celebrate Anna's birthday?"
"Why Hermione? I've never even met your sisters!" said Harry. "In fact, until now, I didn't even KNOW you had sisters!"
"For your information, Harry, I was the surprise. Anna was in her second year of university and Hallie was finishing her A-levels when I was born. Besides, you've already met my parents, so it's not like you are going to not know ANY one there."
Harry sighed as Hermione joined him on the sofa, carefully setting herself on his lap, twirling the nape of hair on the back of his head. Hermione giggled as Harry moaned.
"Oh no, not that, anything but that!" groaned Harry as Hermione then started kissing his neck. As she continued, Harry groaned.
"Alright, alright! You win, I'll go!" cried Harry. Hermione let out a squeal and ran to their room.
"Alright, we'll apparate over there. We're supposed to be there in thirty minutes so get ready!"
Thirty minutes later, Hermione and Harry apparated to the Granger's backyard and knocked on the back door. The door opened and Paula Granger greeted the two young adults with hugs.
"Oh good, I am so glad you guys could make it! Everyone else is here, come on in!" said Paula as she ushered them into the dining room.
As Harry and Hermione walked into the dining room, Hermione was instantly greeted by her father and then by her sisters Anna and Hallie, who Harry noticed was pregnant. They were now in their middle thirties and were old enough to be his parents.
"Told you I was the surprise," giggled Hermione.
"Hello Harry," said Mike Granger, shaking Harry's hand.
"Mr. Granger," said Harry, shaking back. They were interrupted by shrieks from three little girls who had run into the room screaming "Auntie Mione! Auntie Mione!"
"Sarah! Kaylie! Maddie!" cried Hermione, showering them with hugs and kisses. Two more kids followed suit, a boy and a girl, carrying presents.
"Hi Emma, hi Aiden!" said Hermione as they set them on the table.
"Hey Hermione," they chimed in, both hugging her.
"Guys, this is my boyfriend, Harry. Harry, these are my nieces and my nephew. Sarah is ten, Kaylie is eight, Madeline is six, Emma is almost twelve and Aiden is nine."
"Wow, you really WERE the surprise!" said Harry as the three younger girls all hugged him excitedly. Hermione giggled.
"These are my sisters, Anna, and Hallie and their husbands, Mark and Bill. Kaylie and Aiden are Hallie and Bill's kids, and well, the other three are Anna and Mark's."
"The infamous Harry potter, eh?' said Anna as she shook Harry's hand and hugged him. "So we finally meet, you are all Hermione talks about."
"Er, it's nice to meet you, and Happy Birthday," said Harry.
"Thanks, I don't feel thirty-eight," laughed Anna.
"Try forty-eight," said Hermione, and Anna scowled.
"Oh hush you," said Anna.
"Okay, I think it's time for cake and tea," said Paula. "Milk for the children."
After they sang "Happy birthday" and ate cake and drank their drinks, they all gathered in the sitting room and Anna opened her presents.
"So, any special plans you two?" asked Hermione to Anna.
"Mark and I are taking a short weekend holiday to Nice," said Anna.
"Ooh, when do you leave?"
"Tomorrow," said Anna.
"Okay, mine next! Mine next!" said Hermione with a giggle. Anna opened the bag and gasped.
"You didn't!" shrieked Anna as she pulled out three red plastic hats and a CD.
"I did! I found them on the internet!" said Hermione.
"Hermione, is that Devo?" cried Harry as Bill popped the CD into the stereo. "I remember hearing that song when I was five on the radio."
"Yup, these two used to make me dance with them to this song when I was in primary school," giggled Hermione. As the music to "Whip It" began, Hermione, Anna, and Hallie put the three hats on and started dancing to the song. Everyone else joined in and Harry groaned as Hermione drug him to his feet.
"When something comes along, you must whip it!" sang Hermione and Harry laughed as he twirled Hermione around, dancing along.
The next day, Harry and Hermione had met Ron, Luna, Ginny and Neville for lunch at the Leaky Cauldron and were just about to order, when Hermione's mobile phone rang.
"Hello?" asked Hermione. "Hallie, slow down! I can barely understand you!"
Harry watched as the color drained on Hermione's face.
"What did you say?" asked Hermione.
When Hermione sat in shock, her mobile now on the table, Harry knew it wasn't good news.
* * *
"We, Anna Elizabeth Granger-Willis, and Mark Andrew Willis, hereby bequeath all of our land properties to Paula and Michael Granger. We leave twenty thousand pounds to Hallie Granger-Prewett and her spouse and children. We leave our photographs, library and CD collections to Hermione Granger."
"What about the kids?' asked Hallie as Hermione lit a cigarette, something Harry had grown accustomed to since their hunt for the Horcruxes.
"In regards to Emma, Sarah, and Madeline Willis, in the events of our deaths, we grant joint custody to Hermione Granger and Harry Potter."
"What?" gasped Hermione.
"What?" cried Harry and Hallie. Paula and Mike sat in shock.
"You're joking, there's got to be a mistake!" cried Hermione. "Hallie and Bill should have them, or at least my parents."
"There's no mistake," said the lawyer. "I prepared this for them myself. They made it clear that you two were to gain custody of them."
"But I only met them yesterday!" cried Harry.
"They wrote you each a letter explaining their reasons. I have not seen them. They were only meant for your eyes," said the lawyer, handing a letter to Harry and Hermione, and another to Hallie. Harry opened the envelope and together they read the letter to themselves.
Dear Harry and Hermione,
By the time you read this letter, Mark and I are no longer living. You have also found out that you are to become the girls' guardians. Harry, Hermione, this may come as a shock to you, but Mark is from a line of wizards and witches, like yourselves. Don't ask yourselves why we never told anyone, in fact, Hermione will realized that I wasn't shocked at all the day she got her letter. That's because Mark had told me all about the wizarding world. He was in the same year as your parents Harry, and was in Ravenclaw House. He knew them very well. Don't be surprised if they all attend Hogwarts as well. Our girls are very special. We love you both, and are so proud of what you did for the world by stopping You-Know-Who and destroying him once and for all. We will all be watching over you two.
Harry, we hardly know you personally, but from stories and pictures from Hermione, and from Mark being close friends with your parents, we realized how much you mean to her and how incredible you are. It would mean so much to us if you would help Hermione raise the girls, because they need someone to understand what it's like to lose a loved one, you've been there Harry, you know what it's like. You guys have so much love for each other, and you remind us both of ourselves when we were your age.
We chose you two not only for that reason, but because we know you would be able to give them more attention than Hallie and Bill. With two kids and another on the way, I don't think it would be wise for them to raise six kids. Although you two are still young yourselves, you can give the girls a wonderful home because of your closeness in age with Emma. She needs someone close to her age as she begins her final years of schooling. We know you can give them a wonderful home.
Love,
Anna and Mark
They sat in shock. Hermione's brother-in-law was a and had been from a long line of wizards, and her nieces were to become full-fledged witches and each receive their Hogwarts letters on their twelfth birthdays respectively.
"Wow, no wonder they left them with us," whispered Harry.
"Now where are we going to live?" whispered Hermione. "There's no room for all five of us in that tiny one bedroom apartment."
At hearing the words "one bedroom apartment", Mike Granger scowled at Harry, as if he were saying, "You're shagging my little girl?!" Harry gulped as they made eye contact and looked at Paula, who smacked Mike gently on the leg.
"Mike, stop it, you're scaring the poor boy," whispered Paula.
"Well, I guess this means only one thing," said Harry, collecting himself and turning back to Hermione.
"What's that?' asked Hermione.
"We're going back to headquarters."