Thanks for the lovely and encouraging reviews! I know I said this chapter was supposed to be up over the weekend, but I had lots to do. Also, after I complete this story, I am going to edit Fitting In and try reposting it again. For those who read on the original story will be down by Wednesday, most likely tomorrow. The first few chapters will be very similar, with only a few minor tweaks. The later chapters will be very different and the plot will be different. So stick with me. I plan to finish up Growing Up, for those of you on My current stories will be completed before I edit and begin reposting Fitting In. Well, here's the next chapter (as I'm sure many of you are curious as to what's wrong with Bethany) and don't forget to review!


"What could possibly be wrong with her, doctor?" Mr. Granger asked.

The doctor stared at Mrs. Granger and Ethan. Mrs. Granger stared back, with the same intensity. She knew what had happened. Tears sprung to her eyes as the thoughts swarmed through her head.

"Bethany just passed away. There was nothing we could do for her. Her health, because she was so small from being hidden for six months, was in danger from the date of being conceived. If she had lived, it would have been a life of suffering, taunting, and constant worry and hospital visits," the doctor told the rest of the family.

The eight-year old stared. She couldn't believe that she lost another sibling. Mourning silence filled the room as nobody dared talk. The doctor left the family to be alone.

The uncomfortable silence was broken by Ethan's blood-curdling screams. Mrs. Granger attempted to calm him down, but nothing worked. He was passed around to the adults, each trying their own technique in calming the newborn down, with no success.

"Mum?" Hermione asked, trying to be heard over the screams.

"What is it, dear?" Amy asked her exasperatedly.

"Can I try?"

"Honey, I don't think you're going to have any more luck than the rest of us have had."

"Please?"

"Go ahead."

Hermione took the baby from her grandmother and began to sing the lullaby she remembered her mother singing for her when she was a baby.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray. You'll never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away."

Ethan's sobs slowed. Hermione kept singing, her voice as sweet as honey.

"The other nite, dear, as I lay sleeping I dreamed I held you in my arms. When I woke, dear, I was mistaken and I hung my head and cried. You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are gray. You'll never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away."

Hermione stopped singing and looked down at her baby brother. He was sleeping soundly. She listened to his calm breathing and sighed. She smiled down at him and looked up at her mother.

Mrs. Granger had a look of utmost awe when the eight-year old looked at her. She was astounded at how her daughter had calmed the newborn when 3 adults had tried with no success.

The nurse came in a few minutes later and took Ethan from Hermione. He slept soundly as the nurse took him back to the nursery.

"Hermione, how did you do that?" her mother asked.

"I just remembered that you used to sing that song to me when I was little and whenever I got sick. It always worked on me, so I figured I'd give it a try," Hermione replied.

"Well, you'll just need to stay with him at all times until he stops that, don't you?" her father teased.

Her grandparents decided it was time to let Hermione's parents have some time to themselves, so the three said goodbye and walked to the nursery. They saw Ethan, still sound asleep. Next to him lay Bethany, although she had already died. Her mother and father had yet to come down and take her body.

Finally, after three more days, Mrs. Granger and Ethan were released from the hospital. During the days before they were released, Hermione and her grandparents put finishing touches on the nursery and cleaned the house.

The funeral was held the next day. The pastor said some nice things about the baby girl. She was buried next to Dracyn.

Side by side the two sisters lay, never having met one another. The tombstones were identical in size, the only difference between the two being the information on them.

Dracyn Hope Granger Bethany Grace Granger

March 3, 1982-March 10, 1982 June 13, 1986-June 14, 1986

A much loved daughter and sister. A loved and missed addition to the family.

The family drove home together, in silence, happy to be together and with one new addition, at least, to the Granger family.


So I know it says June 13-June 14 for Bethany's life. That's because I didn't want it to be like, she didn't even live long enough to see it to another day. So lived for a few hours and then the next day came and she died. It's just a brief explanation. I'll update later. It's only going to be a few more chapters. Reviews are lovely!