"Hermione Granger." A short plump and friendly looking woman called from the doorway.

Draco squeezed her hand reassuringly as she took one last glimpse around the gloomy waiting room, not wanting to think about how she'd feel next time she walked through there. She smiled slightly at the witch as she rose from her chair, and hand in hand with Draco, she made her way across the room.

"Just in here, please." The woman waddled down the hallway slightly ahead of the couple, before showing them into a room with a pastel blue door.

Hermione knocked politely, and walked in once the door swung open.

"Hermione Granger?" A tall and incredibly thin man offered her a thin lipped smile, which did absolutely nothing to settle her nerves.

"That's me…" She smiled back, sitting down on the green chair and folding her hands in her lap. Draco stood at her side, shuffling awkwardly from foot to foot.

He tapped some things into his computer, and then turned to Hermione again. "So what are your symptoms again?"

"Um.. Extreme nausea, vomiting, loss of appetite but sometimes more of an appetite, mood swings… incredibly random mood swings."

The man frowned and cocked his head, looking as Hermione as if she was completely thick. "Have you taken a pregnancy test?"

Draco put an arm around her shoulders at this, and Hermione cast her gaze to the floor - she'd been at St. Mungos when they had diagnosed her with a hostile uterus, although they couldn't tell her much about it except that it pretty much rendered her infertile and she should see a muggle doctor for more information, which she never had, choosing to push it to the back of her mind. "I… I have a hostile uterus."

"Oh!" The man nodded. "Well in any case, your blood test results are back - I'll just go and grab them for you."

As the Doctor exited the room in search of her results, she braced her head between her knees and took several deep breaths. Draco rubbed her back, at loss of what to say.

"Why - why do people keep bringing it up? I can't deal with it Draco!"

Doctor Smith then walked in the room, seemingly bickering with the plump woman that had led them in before.

"The tests wont be wrong, we ran them through four times!" The woman countered.

The second Hermione had calmed her breathing, it became erratic once again - more so this time, so many things that could be wrong with her were running through her mind. "Wh- What is it?" She said in a shaky voice.

The man rolled his eyes and sighed, "You're pregnant."

Draco's eyes grew wide and so did Hermione's. "I'm what?" "She's what?" They said in unison.

"I can't be p-" Hermione stuttered.

"It is possible to conceive with a hostile uterus. It can have complications but I'm sure we can help you through-"

"Is this a joke? I really hope you're right… You better hope that you're right." Draco interrupted, scowling at the man.

"Here, look at the tests!" He said, looking slightly frightened by Draco's outburst. He then walked over, bending down to Hermione and pointing a long, bony finger to the text that read 'PREGNANT', "See?"

Both parts of the couple sat in a shocked silence, until Hermione broke it. "So, how far gone am I?" She said, blankly.

The man looked back down at the paper, "About three months now…"

"How could she be three months pregnant and have had no idea?"

"She should have come to the doctors sooner." The Doctor shrugged.

"I'm glad you're so helpful. Come on Hermione, we're seeing the other doctor." He grabbed at her wrist and they left the room together, completely overwhelmed.

When they reached the room they'd previously been waiting in for an hour, realization set in and the truth hit her. "Draco…" She whispered, tears building up in her eyes.

The blonde wizard looked at Hermione for signs of what was wrong. "What Hermione? What's wrong?"

She cracked a watery smile, "Nothing! I'm having a baby Draco… we're having a baby - I'm happy!" She wrapped her thin arms around his broad waist, not caring about the amount of people staring at them.

"I told you that you could be the one in a million - it's a miracle, Hermione." He smiled, kissing her lips, then her cheeks and her temples, before leaning down to her ear. "Muggles are awfully strange though, we're definitely sticking to wizarding hospitals in the future… okay?" And then he kissed her ear and pulled away.

She laughed, smacking him playfully. "I agree, I think… but maybe a private hospital that knows more about my condition, because the staff at St. Mungos certainly didn't."

"Okay." He laced his fingers into hers, and they walked out of the surgery in silence. "We're having a baby…" He mumbled, scared and excited and nervous and overwhelmed all at the same time.

A/N- Oh, fluff! Hehe, I didn't really know how else to get this all in so I figured this works and I really hope you all like it and finally, the big reveal of Hermione's pregnancy! I'm sure many of you expected it, and it has been my plan from the beginning. I apologize if any of the little information I gave about Hermione's infertility was inaccurate - I didn't research it a huge amount. Please don't forget to review - I love all you wonderful reviewers ever so much! Anything you guys want to see from this story?

Also, this is for the Best Feeling in The World challenge with the prompt 'unexpected gifts'