Chapter 4: The Princess of Hogwarts
Ronald carried Hermione up to their chambers, Harrius and Ginevra following close behind. Also with them were Ron's manservant Cedric and Harrius' deputy, Brooker.
Upon entering the new King's chambers, Harrius locked the rest of the kingdom outside. They needed to be alone. A nurse was quietly let in soon after.
By now, Hermione had regained consciousness and was screaming in pain. The contractions were exhausting.
"I….can't….have….THIS BABY!" she wailed in despair and worry.
"Yes, you can, Hermione!" Ronald encouraged. He sat by her side and kissed his wife's sweaty forehead. "You are the strongest woman I know, and a wonderful Queen already! You are ensuring our kingdom's survival, and you are also giving us a family and that makes me love you even more!"
Finally, the nurse instructed Hermione to start pushing. Hermione screamed, but obeyed.
One hour passed. Then two. Finally, with a piercing wail, a beautiful baby girl came into the world. The infant was brought into Hermione's arms upon being cleaned, and the royal couple were enamored with her at once. Hermione cried.
"She's the answer to my prayers! She will rule in this castle as the Princess of the two lands: royal and peasant."
Ron nodded in agreement. He thought his wife was already a natural Queen. Harrius, Ginevra, Cedric and Brooker all exchanged tearful smiles with each other. They were thrilled for their friends, and silently agreed to protect the royal couple and their new baby. The infant herself, whom Hermione had named Princess Abigail after her maternal guardian, stared up at the group with wide eyes. She was beautiful, all the more because she had both royal and commoner blood running through her veins.
"Put your faith in what you most believe in. Two worlds, one family!" ~Phil Collins, Tarzan