AN: I Don't own ANYTHING expect the plot line, everything else belongs to the wonderful JKR!

It was 3 years after the final battle, and Hermione was well past the point of being ready to start a family of her own. She wanted a little baby or two to love and hold, to cherish and care for, she wanted someone to love who would love her back. After finding Ron in a closet shagging Lavender Brown during what is no known as 'the eight year,' she was slow to trust and even slower to love, but now was well past time for her to have started a family in her opinion. Ideally, her family would contain at least two adorable children, because any child she had would be adorable, and that someone else who would be there for her no matter, unlike Ron had been. Ron didn't know that she had caught them, he just knew that his girlfriend had dumped him for personal reasons of her own, saying that she couldn't cope with being with him while mourning everyone they had lost during the war. He'd accepted it and a month later was openly dating Lavender. Hermione was just grateful that he waited a month, but Harry didn't exactly feel the same way. It didn't help that he still thought of Lavender as more annoying then anything else. It was while reminiscing about this fact that Hermione realized the only constant support in her life, other then her parents of course, had been Harry, and she was even more grateful for his support then ever before. Her clever mind quickly followed through a series of thoughts, coming to a conclusion that would solve her family problem, as she now saw it, without having to wait for the love of her life to come along. And she needed her best friend's help.

If I were you, I would be scared right about now.

It was later that night, at one of the many family dinners, that Hermione decided to set her plan in motion, and to do that she would need the twins' help. And they wouldn't even know they were helping.

"Hermione! It's great to see you, I haven't seen in since the last dinner!" Harry said, coming up to stand beside her, and she could tell he'd already had a couple of drinks, graciously supplied by the twins themselves. Fred and George always took great pleasure in supplying everyone's alcohol, and they could always be counted on to start the party properly and early, with a couple shots of firewhiskey. It wasn't long after these dinners started, at Harry's new house non-the-less, that Hermione started introducing muggle alcohols to the twins, along with the supplies and instructions to make some of the drinks she favored. This followed about three years ago with a bar-tending course for them at a muggle college for their birthday. They loved it.

"Hello Harry, how long have you been here?" was asked with interest, I wondered how long it had taken the twins to get him this drunk. It had taken an hour last time, of course Harry was still only tipsy in the scheme of things.

"Oh, only an hour or so, Kingsley sent me home early today for some reason, I'm not exactly sure why to be honest, but I wasn't about to say no, either." Okay, so maybe he's a little more tipsy then I thought he was, he really only rambles like this when he's well on his way to being drunk. It seems I'll be bringing my idea up sooner then I thought, but maybe I should let him get some food into his system first, though. With that thought in mind, I discreetly exchanged the drink in his hand for a non-alcoholic version and lead him over to the table laden down with so much food it was drooping in the middle. Mrs. Weasley always sent a lot of food with her kids over, add that to what Harry's elves had prepared, and you got far too much food then is ever thought possible to eat. That is until you remember how much the Weasley boys eat, and we have them all except Percy attending when they can. Once a month there was a family friendly dinner for everyone at the Burrow, but these types were just for the younger generations.

When we were both happily seated on one of the numerous couches and chairs brought down from other parts of the house for tonight, I decided it was time to pose my plan to Harry, before the twins started one of their drinking games they learned from a fellow student at their bartending course.

"So Harry, I've been thinking, and I have come up with an idea." I started, I didn't want to scare him away from the idea before I had a chance to fully explain it.

"Oh dear, those words never bode well for me." Harry said, after quickly swallowing his mouthful.

"What words?" I asked.

"Whenever you have a plan, it always requires my participation, and judging by the fact that you're telling me first, I'm a key player. Okay, so what do you want me to do?" Harry asked, having set aside his plate of food and turning to face me.

"Okay, I guess I'll just say it. I want a family, as you know, I want two happy little children running around filling my life with laughter, tears, and joy. The only way to do that is to find someone to have those kids with-"

"I'm not gunna have sex with you, Hermione." Harry interrupted me, bluntly.

"Eww! I would never ask that! That's just gross Harry. Yes, I was going to ask you to father the children, and that we live together and raise them, but not as lovers, as best friends. I was going to suggest going to a muggle doctor and using artificial insemination, that way we wouldn't have to be intimate with each other. That's just a gross thought, Harry, you're like a brother to me, never mind the fact that you're gay." I could see Harry visibly relax and think about my idea. He'd sobered up almost instantly once I started talking, which I was kind of thankful for. I wanted him to be just drunk enough to take my idea into consideration, but not so drunk as to not be able to make a proper decision about it, not that I needed an answer right away.

"Well, I know you've hit a dry spell with your love life since you broke it off with Ron, and we all know just how absolutely dry my love life has been and looks to be for the foreseeable future, it wont hurt to give it some consideration." Harry responded and I breathed out a huge sigh of relief, he was actually going to consider it! I hadn't realized just how perfect of a solution this was until it was hanging in the balance. There was no one I wanted to spend the rest of my life connected to, who I trusted more then Harry. He was the big brother that I was never able to have, and the only one I could see myself living with and raising children with.

"Thank You! I can't imagine anyone else I would want to do this with, I know you want a family just as much as I do, and this is the perfect solution. You think on it, take as long as you need, and just owl me when you've decided on what you want to do. Now, lets go enjoy the party!" I said standing up with a huge smile on my face, Harry joined me and after a hug asked how exactly artificial insemination worked and what his part would be if it was something he'd decided to do. I happily started explaining it while he slung his arm around my shoulders in old habit and we made our way back into where the rest of the group was enjoying the night.

And so it all began. I told you to be scared.