It's been way too long I know... I'm sorry... but here's a new chapter anyway.

Disclaimer: This is J.K Rowling's world, I'm just borrowing it.

"Draco, this is all your fault!" Hermione bellowed.

"Hermione, come on, it's going to be fine," Draco reasoned.

"If you were in this much pain you would not be saying that" Hermione panted.

She was lying in one of the guest beds at the Malfoy Manor waiting for a midwife to come over and check her out. She'd been having regular contractions for a while now and they were getting closer and closer to each other.

"I know having a baby is supposed to be this beautiful thing, but this is crap! How can it hurt so much? I am going to die" Hermione was so tired and she hadn't even gotten to the worst part yet.

"Hermione, love, this will all be over soon. And you're not going to die, I promise." He pushed her hair back and kissed her forehead.

Draco worried even though he knew she would be well taken care of. He had called for the best midwife in all if wizarding England. Only the best would be enough for his woman.

"The midwife is here," a small voice sounded from the door. It was one of the house elves.

"Please, send her in Tilly."

Being checked out was not a fun experience. But everything hurt anyway so why not this too. She felt so exposed with her legs open in front of a complete stranger. She was glad it was a woman.

It turned out that labour and delivery was pretty much how it was in the muggle world years ago.

During the actual pushing part if things the husband was not allowed in the room. And it was always done at home unless the midwife sensed that something seemed really wrong. Hermione had tried to protest, but they were strangely strict about it. Draco just accepted it because this was how things were and it was what he was used to having grown up in the wizarding world.

Ginny would be in the room with her though, and her mother too. They had gotten here not too long ago. There were a lot of people here actually, waiting for the baby to be born.

"Oh, my baby!" Mrs Granger wept as she entered the room with Ginny. She was so excited to become a grandmother and she felt weird that her baby was old enough to be having a baby.

"Mrs Granger, Ginny." Draco nodded in greeting to the two women.

"How are things?" Ginny asked.

"I am right here, I'm the one you should be asking, I'm the one who's supposed to push a human out if my lady parts." Hermione was fuming.

"Oh, I'm so sorry" Ginny apologized.

Hermione cried out in pain as she clutched Draco's hand. She didn't want him to leave her to do this by herself. She knew she wouldn't be completely alone, but it wouldn't be the same as having him there.

"I think you're ready to push soon my dear. You are fully dilated," the midwife exclaimed.

"How do I know when to start?" Hermione asked in a strained voice.

"Oh, you'll know," her mother answered.

"Okay, Mr Malfoy, you have to leave now," the midwife said, shooing him towards the door.

Hermione looked at him with pleading eyes, hoping he would protest. He looked her in the eyes instead and kissed her gently.

"I love you so much, you've got this. You are so strong and amazing, and I can't wait to meet our little baby girl," he whispered to her.

And the he walked out and Hermione wanted to cry, but just then she started to feel the need to push, so that made her want to cry for an entirely different reason.

Draco came into the drawing room two doors down from where Hermione was and was met with a full room. Everyone was there. The Weasley's, Theo with Daphne and their baby boy, Blaise with Luna, Potter, Mr Granger and all the house elves. Everyone was excited.

Suddenly they heard an ear-piercing scream. Draco shot up from the chair he had just sat down in and started to walk back to Hermione.

"Oi, mate it's okay," Theo told him.

"I know how you feel."

That was true, he had been through this a couple of weeks earlier, but it was different when it was your own wife. He wanted to hold her and comfort her and take away all the pain.

The time passed and there was more screaming and Draco sat nervously in a chair with his head in his hands. People kept trying to comfort him and tell him words of encouragement, but he couldn't really hear them, he was too worried about Hermione and the baby. He needed them both to be okay.

Suddenly there was the faint sound of a baby crying. Draco looked up. He looked around the room at the people he had gotten to know and care for since he'd married Hermione. They all smiled at him and shared excited looks with each other.

A little while later the door opened and the midwife entered the room, Draco stood up immediately

"Congratulations dad, would you like to come and meet you beautiful baby girl?" She asked him, giving him a friendly smile.

"Yes." Draco breathed, he couldn't seem to get his voice to a normal volume.

He followed the midwife back to the room and she held the door open for him. She motioned for him to go in. And then he saw them. He walked slowly toward Hermione who was holding a sleeping baby Emilia in her arms.

"We'll give you three some privacy," Mrs Granger said quietly and then the three women left the room and closed the door behind them.

"Hi," Draco whispered as he sat down at the edge of the bed.

"Hi," Hermione smiled up at him.

She looked tired and there were beads of sweat on her forehead and her hair was damp, but Draco thought that she had never looked this beautiful before. She was absolutely radiant.

And then she lifted the blanket so he could see Emilia properly and Draco was so overwhelmed with emotions that tears welled in his eyes and trickled down his cheeks. She was so perfect, so beautiful and amazing he didn't know how it was possible to love someone so much, someone he'd never even met until now.

"Hello, baby girl, I'm your daddy," he whispered, his voice thick as he held her little hand.

"I'm going to love you forever."