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Authors Note: Hey, I am soooo sorry that I haven't updated in aaages but I'm hopefully back on track now! Um, I hope you like this chapter and stay tuned for the next chapter.
Chapter 4: When one drama ends and another begins!
It was the last day of Mr and Mrs Granger's stay at Ron and Hermione's house. They had just finished packing and whilst Ron was helping Mr Granger to load up their car, Hermione was inside with her mother...
"Now Hermione dear, are you sure that you and Ronald will manage fine without us, we don't mind staying until the baby is...''
"No mother, I am quite sure that Ron and I will be fine! We'll call you if anything happens and besides, you and dad have to go and visit Aunty Monica in Spain next week!''
"Oh, yes of course! I completely forgot about that! But Hermione, you are my daughter and if you need me here...''
"Mother I will be fine! I promise that if anything happens I will call you! Now, I think dad's ready to go... OW!''
"What? Hermione, what's wrong?''
Hermione, who was now leaning up against a chair, was panting and clutching her stomach as water trickled down her legs.
"Mum, I think, I think I'm having the baby!'' she said shaking.
"Oh how wonderful! I'm going to be a grandmother at last!''
"MUM!!!!!!!''
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!''
"Ok, Hermione you're going to need to push harder next time round, this baby wants to come out!'' said the midwife smiling reassuringly at Hermione who did not return it.
"Push harder? Push harder? If I push any harder I'm going to burst!'' she moaned. She was exhausted, sweating like a pig in a heat wave and looked absolutely awful.
"I know it's hard Mrs Weasley but just think, when it's all over you'll have a beautiful baby...''
"YES I KNOW, I'M NOT STUPID- OH BLOODY HELL!'' Screeched Hermione as yet another contraction started up.
Meanwhile...
"Do you think she's ok in there?'' asked an anxious and pacing Ron.
"Ron I'm sure she's fine. They'll take good care of her,'' said Molly Weasley soothingly to her youngest son.''
"Why's it taking so long? In the movies it usually takes like, five minuets...'' said Harry instantly regretting what he'd said.
"Really? Oh bloody hell, what if something really bad happens? What's going on?'' muttered Ron, now a lot more agitated.
Ginny glared at her husband and put her arm around her frantically worried brother. Another deafening scream was heard closely followed by a deafening silence.
After a few moments which seemed to last forever, a tall skinny doctor came out into the waiting room.
"Mr Weasley,'' he said with a worried expression on his face.
"Y, yeah that's me. Um, is she ok?''
"No not really. Look she's um, she's passed out and the dangerous thing is that the baby is still inside her. We need to perform a caeserean to get it out and to give Mrs Weasley a chance at survival...''
And Ron's world went black.