AN: After every part of the song, there's a flashback into the relationship of Harry and Hermione. Read the lyrics to understand what I mean.

Disclaimer: None of this is mine, except the plot. Song belongs to Five for Fighting, while characters, except for Callista and Erik belong to JK Rowling.

I'm 15 for a moment
Caught in between 10 and 20
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are

Harry paced his bedroom in the Dursley household. 3 days until he was back at Hogwarts. 3 days until he can see the familiar surroundings of the Gryffindor Tower. 3 days... until he can see her again. 3 days, until he could see Hermione Granger again.

I'm 22 for a moment
She feels better than ever
And we're on fire
Making our way back from Mars
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose
15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live

Harry stood at Hermione's door, waiting for his girlfriend to finish dressing. He was going to meet all of her relatives today. He had already met Hermione's parents, but this was an extended version of that.

“Ready, love?” Hermione walked up to him, and took his hand.

“Well, I survived the Dursleys. How bad can yours be?“ Harry wrapped his arms around her, loving the way she made him feel in moments like this.

I'm 33 for a moment
Still the man, but you see I'm a they
A kid on the way
A family on my mind

“Harry, I have to tell you something.” Hermione said to her husband of 3 years.

“Yeah?” He looked up from reading The Daily Prophet.

“I'm... I'm...” Hermione faltered. What would he say?

“You're what?” Harry stood up worriedly.

“I'm... pregnant.”

“You're... pregnant?” Hermione nodded.

“THAT'S GREAT!!!!!!!!!” Harry yelled as he picked Hermione up and twirled her around.
“How long?”

“9 weeks.” Harry's life suddenly had new responsibilities. It had been easy when he and Hermione were by themselves. But now, they would have another one to care for, and Harry Potter was determined to be the best father he could be.

I'm 45 for a moment
The sea is high
And I'm heading into a crisis
Chasing the years of my life
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy, Time to lose yourself
Within a morning star
15 I'm all right with you
15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live

“Now, Calli, owl us when you get Sorted, okay?” Harry hugged his only daughter Callista as she was about to board the train. She had curly black hair, and emerald-green eyes. Calli nodded and hopped onboard.

“Bye, Mum! Bye Dad!” She waved from out a window with the other kids as the Hogwarts Express began moving out of the station.

Harry sighed. “Hermione, where have these last 11 years gone?”

“Harry, all children have to grow up. Don't worry, Calli's going to be fine. Especially if she's a Gryffindor.“ Hermione's eyes sparkled. The both wanted their Calli to be Sorted into Gryffindor, but Hermione was hoping that Ravenclaw was a better choice.

“Our daughter will be a Gryffindor, and she'll have her mom's brains, and her dad's talent for procrastinating. There's no doubt about it.“ Harry laughed as Hermione hit his head good-naturedly.

Half time goes by
Suddenly you’re wise
Another blink of an eye
67 is gone
The sun is getting high
We're moving on...

A 33 year-old Callista Sanders presented her new son Evander Kyle Sanders to his grandparents, while her proud husband Erik looked on. Harry held his grandson in his arms and smiled.  His daughter had found love and gave him a grandchild. He handed the baby to Hermione, who smiled and cooed at the sleeping boy.

“He's precious.” She whispered as a single tear rolled down her cheek. She handed the baby back to Calli, who smiled at her newborn.

“I promise, Mom, Dad, I'll be a good parent. Like you were to me.“

I'm 99 for a moment
Dying for just another moment
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are
15 there's still time for you
22 I feel her too
33 you’re on your way
Every day's a new day...
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to choose
Hey 15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live

AN: I know, I know, a bit farther from my usual. And not up to my usual standards. But the idea rushed to me and a new story was born! Song by Five for Fighting.