12.05 am.

"Ugh, not again." Hermione raced up and ran to the bathroom, getting sick.

She was 8 months pregnant, she couldn't wait for the last month to get over with.

"Hermione." Ron moaned, "You okay?" He asked, cracking his back.

Coming back to bed Hermione rubbed her over sized stomach. "I can't sleep."

"Come here." Ron held her in his arms, rubbing her back and she slowly shut her eyes.

Neither of them could wait for the baby to come. Or babies, they didn't want to know. It was their first child, they wanted a surprise. Well, Hermione did, Ron went along with it.

"I want a girl." Hermione said, after a while of silence.

Ron was almost asleep. "Mhm." He yawned, he wanted to sleep.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Go to sleep."

Ron was out within 4 minutes, Hermione fell asleep about an hour later thinking about their baby.

Ron was up sooner then Hermione, it was a shock to him really. She never slept late.

"Herms? Hermione? You awake?" Ron shook her lightly.

"I-I'm tired.." She turned over.

Ron ate, and took a shower before Hermione was awake.

"Hello love." She smiled.

"Hey sleepyhead." He smiled back and kissed her head. "Are you hungry?" He asked.

"Yes." She nodded. "Eggs please?"

While Ron baked her eggs she curled on the couch, holding her plate between her legs as Ron gave it to her.

"I love you." She smiled at him.

"I love you too." He smiled back, they were engaged, and got pregnant a few weeks later.

"I still want a girl." She protested after her breakfast. "I want a girl too." Ron chuckled, kissing her head.

"Let's go to Harry's or something?" After Hermione agreed they both used floo power to the Potter home.

Little James Sirius was first too meet them. "Uncle Ron!" He ran into his godfather's arms and hugged him.

"James did I hear you say Ron was here? Ron! Hello." Ginny smiled at him.

"Hey Gins." He nodded at her, playing with his godson.

"Hermione, come on to my room I have baby clothes." Ginny pulled her up to their bedroom, Harry was just coming in from outside.

"Hey mate." Ron greeted him, laying on the floor with James sitting on top.

"Getting beat up?" Harry chuckled.

"A bit, yes." He said, as James jumped up and down on his uncle.

Harry laughed, "James stop crushing your uncle and go see what Mommy is up too."

"But Mommy's-" "James, just check." Harry handed him a dollar.

Ron watched James run up the stairs. "He's a mean baby. For a few years old I mean."

"Not really, No." Harry joked.

As Ron and Harry talked about work, Hermione and Ginny talked about baby names.

They got home late that night from Harry's and slept in. Holding each other peacefully.