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The children all around them were bustling, shouting and yelling at friends. Waving and smiling at everyone as they pass by. It was the first day of school and everyone was excited, everyone except one kid, a Boy.

"I don't see why couldn't I go to Hogwarts." He stated, he and his mother were sitting out in her car, watching as the children run in. "I don't fit in here Mum."

"Teddy, you can have a chance here, at Hogwarts they know what you are and they'll be harsh and mean. You'd be tormented."

"I'll still be tormented here, what if they don't like me?" He turned to face his mother. In actual reality it was his god mother, his real parents died in the war. His custody was split between his god mother and his Uncle Harry. His Uncle Harry already has three kids and his godmother was alone, she was the only one who truly loved him. Everyone worried about him, because of what he was.

"Listen, let's try to make it a year, and if it's to much to bear, we'll talk about transferring you to Hogwarts and you can be with your cousins. But I want you to give full effort. I won't take an half-ass job from you, mister. Understood?"

He nodded, turning back to look out the window. "I'll try Mum, but I don't think anyone else will." He felt his mother grab his hand and give it a squeeze, it was a way of reassuring him and it was just like a kiss on the cheek, only it wouldn't embarrassed him.

"If you put forth the effort, than so will they. I'll see you after school. If there are any brave souls than bring them home to try some cookies and chocolate frogs." She smiled as he did. He open the door and stepped out of the car, when he closed it he waved back to his mom before walking off.

She smiled, sending a silent prayer that he would be okay, before driving back home. 12 Barrow-man road. It was a quiet neighborhood, nothing exciting ever happens, but that wasn't why she choose it. "Is it you son's first day of school?" She heard a shout, She turned around to see her neighbor coming over to talk to her.

He was tall, with dark hair. His smiled was wonderful, compared to some of the other men she has encountered. "Hi, I'm Alan Jackson, we live across the way." He pointed with his thumb over his shoulder. "My daughter Maria, she goes to the same school, as does our other neighbor, Sarah Jane's son. Luke. They're best friends."

She smiled and nodded in understanding. "I'm Hermione, Hermione Granger. It's just me and my son Teddy."

"Just the two of you? Are you divorced?" He asked bluntly, causing Hermione to blush.

"Oh no." She laughed. "Teddy is actually my god son. His parents died in an accident when he was a year old. I adopted him. He was the best thing that ever happened to me. I wanted a child, but could never find the right man to marry." She shrugged, pulling her purse that kept falling back off her shoulder. "Would you like to come in? And have tea?"

He smiled. "That would be great. But I have to run off to an appointment. But maybe after school. When the kids are home, that way if they haven't met each other, they can and we can all get to know each other."

"Sounds great. See you later today." She waved goodbye, before walking into the house.

She set her things down before going to the kitchen to start on dinner. She pulled out the slow cooker and feel it up with broth and meat and set the heat on. She walked upstairs to change into more comfortable clothes before heading down to dining room to get started on paper work for the ministry.

At noon, she got up to get a sandwich and put cookies in the oven, like she has promised Teddy. She sat back down again, this time with a book and started to read. She got up periodically to get the cookies out and a new batch in. She sat down again, reading, every once and a while she would look at the clock, five minutes pass. Ten minutes. And before she knew it she was staring at the clock the whole time.

She heard the timer go off on the second batch of cookies and ran to get it. When the door opened. "Mum I'm home."

"In the kitchen." She shouted, cursing lightly when her hand touch the pan without a glove on. She grabbed the one off the counter and grabbed the pan out of the oven. "I've got cookies like I promised, but no promises rather they're burnt or not. " She turned to see Teddy with friends and smiled. "Hi I'm Teddy's mum. Hermione."

The children all smiled and waved. "Mum this is Maria, Clyde and Luke. Luke and Maria live on this road."

"Oh right. Maria I met your Dad earlier. Nice man. Hundred Watt smile he has. He said something about meeting up for tea after school, invited us over."

"I did, but it seems the they made friends without our help." Behind them it was Alan Jackson, with his kettle. "I saw them over here and decided to bring tea over. Hope you don't mind. They left the door open."

Hermione turned to Teddy and raise a brow. "I'm sorry mum, but I smelt your cookies and forgot."

"Be happy I love you, or I'll send you out to spend the summer with your Uncle Harry's family and watch you suffer your Aunt Ginny's cooking."

"That's why I love you." He kissed her on the cheek, before leading his new friends upstairs to his new gaming system. Leaving the adults alone.

"You two seem really close." Alan JAckson stated, smiling as he set the kettle on the stove and started up tea. He stole a cookie and ate it. "These are really good."

"Maybe if you're nice, I'll give you the recipe." She laughed, adding veggies to the stew she was making. "You guys planning on staying for dinner? I've got enough for us all."

"Well if you insist." He replied fast. Hermione turned to look at him with a smirk. "It's been a while since we had a home cooked meal. We've been doing take out and just simple things for awhile. I can cook, but not much." He smiled, shrugging.

"Maybe I can give you a few pointers, I do owe you after all." She replied, stirring the stew.

"Why's that?" He asked.

"Teddy was so afraid that he wouldn't make friends, he isn't like normal children. It's hard to make friends. He wanted to go to the boarding school I went to, but it would be worse for him there."

"Where did you go?"

"Some school in Scotland. His birth parents went there to. It is only right to let him go. But I want him to understand that, that school isn't everything. He deserves to have a normal life."

"Well I can promise you this." Alan stole another cookie. "There isn't anything normal about this group of kids." He smiled like it was an inside joke.

"Well maybe he just needs some one to be abnormal with him."