So, guys, these next few chapters may not be medically correct. I am not a doctor. I am not in medical school. And I am certainly not pregnant. Please don't get crazy if something doesn't seem right. I'm trying my best! :)
And also, I know I said I wouldn't upload for a while, but the squirrel-on-heroin has sobered up and my life is now only moderately busy. But now that the holidays are coming up, I SERIOUSLY might not upload until after New Year's. Sorry bout that.
New thingamabob: DISCLAIMER! (just realized I should've been doing this from the start.)
I do not, and never will ever, own Harry Potter.
Sad as that is.
~justaclassicgirl
Nine Months
"I'm…what?" Hermione stammered.
"You're pregnant!" Healer Lori said. "You're going to have a baby!"
Hermione turned to Harry. They were both smiling, and Hermione was also crying. She could see that Harry's eyes were filled with tears, but he wouldn't cry because he wasn't like that.
Her heart had been filled with crazy happiness, so much that she feared it might explode. Both of theirs had. She was going to be a mother! And Harry would be a father. Hermione placed a hand on her stomach. Her baby was in there. Her little girl or boy. She was carrying a life inside her.
"Harry…"
He grinned. "I told you everything would be okay."
It was soon declared that Healer Lori would be the OB/GYN (A/N: obstetrician/gynecologist, for those of you who may not know) during Hermione's pregnancy. Hermione had almost protested, but she could see that Healer Lori was really a good Healer, and it would be a huge help throughout these nine months.
Healer Lori explained that the reason why Hermione had been having mood swings was her hormones, and that her vomiting was caused by "Morning Sickness" and should dissipate fairly soon. The situation for her pregnancy was pretty much perfect. (A/N: Fun with Alliteration!) There was only one problem.
Hermione still had Witch's Pox.
And this could potentially pose a health problem for mother and child, as Healer Lori explained.
"When one is pregnant, Hermione, the smallest illness could be dangerous, even deadly, to your child. It doesn't help that you haven't had this sickness before, or else you might be able to fight it off without medications, seeing as your morning sickness will cause you to vomit up all your pills. But, since you haven't, we may have to give you stronger meds. These could cause more discomfort in addition to your general pregnancy discomfort."
"But…will my baby still be safe?" Hermione asked, worried once more.
"It should be, if everything goes well. But if you want to fight it off without medications and spare yourself the living hell this will be, then go ahead. I just want you to know that your child could be harmed if you don't take the medication."
"Excuse me, Healer Lori," Harry interjected, "How dangerous to the baby would it be if Hermione didn't take the medicine?"
"It's tough to say, really. It all depends on how much worse the Witch's Pox gets. If it stays the way it is now, then maybe the baby will be premature, but probably no more than 2 weeks at the most. But if she gets worse…then the baby could be born a lot prematurely. Or suffer a defect, or be born sick or stillborn. Or…"
Hermione's eyes had gone wide. Her hand was covering her mouth. It looked like she was going to be sick.
And then she was.
All over the hospital bed.
"Oh…" she murmured…"Oh my god…Oh my god, I'm so sorry…"
"That's all right," Healer Lori said. "It happens to every pregnant woman."
Harry stood up and put an arm around Hermione, rubbing her back gently. "None of that is going to happen to our child. Not as long as you-"
"I'll take the medicine!" Hermione said shakily. "I'll do anything to protect my baby."
"Oh my god. Why am I taking this medicine?" Hermione groaned, just before she bent over and retched in the toilet again.
Harry yawned and held her hair back tightly. "You're doing it to protect the baby," he droned, just as he'd done every 3 or 4 hours every day for the past week, since Hermione's medicine had been made even stronger. She had been throwing up even more, and then there were the crazy cravings that came from the pregnancy. No matter how much she threw up, she never ate more than she had now.
Hermione sat back on her heels. "Of course, the baby…Harry, I can't believe I wanted to stop the medicine…I'm a terrible mother! And our baby's not even born yet!" The tears poured out of her eyes faster than they had when she was telling Harry about Ron, and this struck him as a bit ironic, since what she was going through now was as horrible as a happy butterfly compared to what happened with Ron.
But he did understand that she was pregnant, and now her crazy hormones were influencing everything she said. So he didn't take her angry spells very seriously, and did his best to comfort her when she cried, no matter what she cried about.
"Sh, shh. You're not a terrible mother. You're just not feeling very well. You're a great mother to be taking this medicine and making yourself feel awful to keep our baby safe and healthy."
Harry bent down and wiped her eyes with a Kleenex. "Better?"
Hermione nodded, placing a hand gently on her stomach. "Harry?"
"Yes?"
"There's a baby in my stomach."
He chuckled at the look of awe on her face. Occasionally this happened after she took her meds. She became a little…loopy. "Yes, there is."
"Harry, we're going to be parents."
He was suddenly overwhelmed with emotion.
"I know," he replied, and then reached over and placed his hand over hers.
"We're going to be parents," he repeated.
Both of their eyes shone bright as diamonds, full of joyful tears.
How was that? Did I satisfy you after the last cliffie?
If I wanted to, I could totally end this story here and now.
But I won't. Because this story came into my head fully formed, and I intend to put all of it out here, every last detail.
On an entirely different note, I wrote a songfic a long time ago that I want to publish now, but I read something in the fine print of the guidelines that said songfics aren't allowed. I see a lot of them still around when I browse, though, so is it still okay for me to publish mine, if I give credit where credit is due?
If I don't update before the holidays (Or Christmas, what I celebrate) then HAPPY HOLIDAYS!
~justaclassicgirl
