You were Ron and Hermione's newborn, they both were 15 years old and you were unexpected, but you were still in their heart, they love you so much they could explode.

Today was a sunny day in Hogwarts and everyone were running around, screaming as Hermione and Ron were sitting on a bench in the courtyard, the sun were slapping hard that they have sun hat and you were sleeping in your carseat next to them. You got a little blanket, a plushie, a pacifier...

The cap of your carseat was over you to hide the sun from your little face, you were only 2 weeks old. Ron and Hermione were holding hands and talking, sometimes glancing over to you. Some students around were cooing over at you.