In case you didn't get what the subject line stands for: Laughing My Fing Harry/Hermione Ass Off.
So, I'm up, not able to sleep and was rereading some of my old H/HR fic, including
I Hope, which was written in 2005, TWO years before Deathly Hallows.
I started laughing when I read this excerpt:
"I hope Harry survives this ordeal that only he can go through, and that he’s finally able to have a normal joy-filled life he has been denied thus far. I hope that if my wishes are fulfilled that Harry does NOT name one of his children Albus. Really, what was my mother thinking?"