"Are you typically younger than the lot of them?" Hermione asked realizing she didn't know much about the world they came from. Sure she could make certain connections and assumptions, but there wasn't any being certain. "It's odd for sure, but kind of nice to know considering there was a time none of us thought we would be able to have children." With a war you never knew if you were going to live that long.
Hermione gave Lily a smile. She was happy to go with knowing each other as they were now. It was all they could do and it was a little different than getting to know someone that was supposed to be your child. "And because I am your aunt I can spoil you and let you get away with more than I should. Then again, the things your father got away with, he should never yell at you for anything." She joked with a laugh.
"He was thinking of a pair of two brave men, but I am not sure that was the best way to honor them." The names together were a bit of a nameful, but that wasn't her decision to make. "So there are three of you? I am going to assume there is a whole lot of you kids. Molly must love it."