No reviews? How does that work? Well, I've been busy, so I expect you all have been too. But I want reviews. Any way, "Growing Up" was rejected by MuggleNet fan fiction site, so I'm just giving up on that site. I've gotten a beta reader to help improve my grammar and spelling. So I will probably be editing chapters as I get them back from my beta. Enjoy this chapter!

"Do I get to see my baby?" Mrs. Granger asked worriedly as she saw the baby being whisked away.

"We're just going to clean her up and do the normal procedures," the doctor told her reassuringly.

"So I'll get to hold her? Wait, it's a girl?" Mrs. Granger's tone turned from worry to excitement at the thought of having a second daughter.

"Yes it's a girl, Mrs. Granger," one of the other doctors said, laughing at her enthusiasm.

"Where am I going?" she asked as the doctors began to move her bed.

"We're just going to move you back to the maternity ward where you'll be able to see your baby. Relax," the nurse told her.

Mrs. Granger did what the nurse said and tried to relax as they returned her to the previous room. They passed the nursery on the way back and she glanced through the glass. She saw her baby, surrounded by doctors, being hooked up to machine after machine.

'Yeah, after seeing that, I can really relax,' she though sarcastically.

Finally, she was back at her room. The doctors hooked her up to an IV to stabilize her. She tried to calm down. Her husband soon came in and took her hand.

"The doctors say that there's a good chance that she'll live," he said, hoping to calm her down. She just stared at the white wall.

"That's good."

"What's wrong?" he asked, clearly concerned about his wife.

"If there's a good chance that she'll be okay, then why were they hooking her up to so many machines?" Tears welled up in her eyes at the thought of having a funeral for the newest addition to the Granger family. They threatened to fall but she held them back.

The tears rolled down her cheek as she though about how disappointed Hermione would be if the one thing she had ever asked for more than anything, the one thing that she was consistent about, died before Hermione even got to hold her.

"Don't you remember when Hermione was born? They hooked her up to machines. This is just normal procedures," he said, breaking into her thoughts.

"But they didn't hook her up to the machines until after you and I got to hold her. They wouldn't even let me hold the baby this time."

"You'll get to hold her, I promise. How about we focus on something happier?" he suggested. "How about we focus on choosing a name for her? I'll go get Hermione so she can help. Don't go any where," he joked.

When he had left the room, she went back to staring at the wall. The tears welled up in her eyes once more and without her husband there to comfort her, they fell without pause.

Mr. Granger walked to the childcare room as quickly as he could. Hermione was quietly looking at a picture book, trying as hard as she could to keep from falling asleep.

He opened the door and walked inside. The attendant that was there when he dropped her off walked over to her.

"Hello. Ready to pick her up?" she asked.

"Yes, her mother and I want her to help name the baby."

"The baby has already been born? You just dropped your daughter off an hour ago!" the woman exclaimed, clearly surprised.

"I know, but they had to do a C-section. The baby's not doing so well, so we want Hermione to be there with us. Her mother just doesn't know that the baby isn't doing well. The doctors don't want me to tell her because she's under a lot of stress right now and they don't want her to get sick."

"I'm sorry. I hope you all do better. I'll go get Hermione." She walked over to the bookshelf and stooped down to Hermione's level. A few moments later the two females walked over and Mr. Granger picked his daughter up.

"Are you ready to go see your baby sister?" he asked.

"Yes Daddy. I have a baby sister?" she replied.

"Yes you do. You were right. Can you say thank you to the nice lady?"

"Thank you," she said quietly.

"You're very welcome. Enjoy your baby sister."

The father and daughter walked out and on the way to Mrs. Granger's room they stopped to look in the nursery.

"See the baby right next to this window?" he asked, pointing to the girl he was referring to. Hermione nodded. "That's your baby sister. We need your help naming her before Grandma and Grandpa get here."

"I get to help name her?" she asked tiredly.

"Of course you do. Did you really think you weren't going to get to help us name her?"

They continued to Mrs. Granger's room and Hermione climbed up into her mother's lap.

The naming and some news will be in the next chapter, but you have to review to find out what happens!