This is a little late, sorry I went away for the weekend. It is also not Months Part 2, that's coming next. This month got a little longer then expected, and I wanted it to get the right response, so I made it its own chapter. Enjoy! and Review!

21. Early

February – Month 6

It was early February. Ginny and Harry had just returned from the doctor's office. Ginny thought this might be the perfect time to ask him. They were both very happy, having just seen their baby, now 6 months along. Ginny was showing quite a bit now, and it was really starting to sink in that they were going to have a baby.

She sat down on the couch, Harry sitting next to her. He lifted her feet onto his lap and began to rub them.

"Oh, you have no idea how good that feels," Ginny said lovingly. Harry smiled.

"Anything for my baby," he laughed. "My two babies."

"Would you really do anything for me?" Ginny asked.

"Of course," Harry said, surprised. "Why wouldn't I?"

"Well, you know how we've been having a lot of trouble with finding a replacement chaser," she started.

"Yeah," said Harry. "What, you want me to show up at a tryout, encourage people to come?"

"No, that's the worst part. So many people are coming to try to befriend me, not because they're any good."

"Oh," said Harry. "Well, what do you need me for?"

"Well, Katie is a good enough chaser that she could fill in for me, and Gillian would take point, but that leaves us without a chaser…"

"Oh," said Harry, realizing what she was asking. He was quiet for a moment. "Well, I do kind of miss quidditch," he said with a smile.

"Does that mean you'll do it?" Ginny asked, a smile splitting her face.

"Of course, as long as its okay with Gwenog. I know you guys have always been an all girls team. And you all have a first or last name beginning with G. I'm breaking two rules," he said chuckling.

Ginny threw her arms around him. "At this point, I'm sure she won't care," she said happily.

The next day, Ginny approached Gwenog at practice.

"So, I have a solution to our little problem."

Gwenog listened as Ginny recited her plan.

"That's fine with me, as long as its fine with Katie," Gwenog said. "He won't be an official member of the team, so it won't be breaking any rules."

The rest of the team was as excited as Ginny.

"Maybe more people will even show up to our games!" Mia said excitedly.

"Yeah, this could be our year to win it," answered Gillian.

Ginny celebrated along with them, but realized this would not be so easy. Harry was willing to do this for her, but it would be hard on him. Extra workload, more fans, and he was always worrying about her and the baby. It was unfair to ask him of this for more than one time. She wanted a big family, but that was going to mean a quick end to her quidditch career.

Midway through the month, Ginny and Harry had settled into a new routine. She would join him after work for dinner, from where they would go to practice, Ginny to watch safely in the stands while Harry played. The secret of him playing was not out yet, for which he was grateful. Games didn't start for another month, so until then, they would have some privacy.

On February 21, Molly Weasley threw Ginny and Hermione a huge combined baby shower at the burrow. Anyone who had ever been a friend of Harry, Ginny, Ron or Hermione, was invited.

Ginny and Harry asked for scarlet or gold baby things, and neutral colored clothes. Hermione and Ron had a yellow themed baby room, decorated with Winnie-the-Pooh, a favorite muggle character of Hermione's. They too didn't know the gender of their child.

Ginny smiled as she unwrapped a shaggy black stuffed dog from Fleur, Bill and Vicki. She looked confused as she opened the same exact one from Angelina, George and Freddy. It was always awkward receiving double gifts.

"Don't look so confused," Fleur said laughing.

"We planned it," added Angelina.

"Let's just say, you never want to be with a child who lost their best friend. It's always good to have a backup. We learned that the hard way with Vicki's bunny. It was impossible to find the same one again. we finally did, but we dealt with many restless nights," Fleur said, rubbing her daughters hair affectionately. Sure enough, a stuffed rabbit was clutched in Vicki's left hand.

"Thank you so much," Ginny said with more enthusiasm. She knew it would be a favorite of Harry's with its resemblance to Sirius. That would probably mean it would be popular with the baby.

Hermione was just opening her present from Molly. Ginny and Harry had received a beautiful hand knitted quilt. It was scarlet with a gold trim, and the Gryffindor lion stitched in the middle.

Hermione pulled two hand knit blankets out of the box. One was pink and the other was blue. Impressively, Molly had stitched a small Pooh Bear on the right hand corner of each blanket.

Hermione looked confused at the double, and the obvious boy and girl colors.

"Well, we know you wanted to have both," Molly explained. "So whatever this one is can use the right blanket, and you can put the other one away for the next baby."

"Oh, thank you so much," Hermione said, standing to give Molly a hug. Suddenly, though, she stopped. Ginny looked up to see Hermione falling, clutching her stomach. Luke grabbed her just before she hit the floor. Ron came running over to where he was going to place the blankets in a pile with the other gifts. He still had the blankets in one hand.

"Hermione! Hermione, what's wrong?" he was practically shouting at her. Ginny got up to run over to her, but Harry pressed her back in her chair.

"No," he said quietly. "Think about the baby. Let us handle this."

Harry walked quickly over to where Ron was on the floor with Hermione. Luke was still supporting her shoulders on the floor. Harry bent and lifted her, placing her on the couch.

Ron kneeled by her head.

"What's wrong?" he repeated.

Hermione just moaned and clutched her stomach.

"Is it the baby?" Ron said in alarm. "It's the baby."

"Okay, well let's get her to St. Mungos," Harry said calmly. He lifted Hermione, Ron's hands were shaking too much for Harry to trust him. Harry stepped into the fire place.

"You throw, I'll speak," Harry said to Ron, referring to the floo powder. Ginny got up and climbed into the fireplace with them. Harry opened his mouth to complain, but Ginny cut him off.

"I'm fine, she's not. She is my best friend, I won't leave her." Harry nodded. Ginny grabbed Ron's free hand and clutched it. Ron threw the powder down and grabbed Harry's shoulder as Harry spoke clearly, "St. Mungos."

They arrived in the emergency room. Harry walked up to the desk.

"I have a pregnant woman, Hermione Weasley. She collapsed a few minutes ago, with pains in her stomach, and she hasn't been coherent enough to speak. She is 7 months pregnant." Harry told the clerk at the counter.

"Doctor?" she asked, typing furiously into the computer.

"Dr. Amy Wilson," Ron answered.

"Good, she is her tonight," the clerk answered, printing out a bracelet and fastening it around Hermione's wrist. She also placed one around Ron's wrist.

"Just in case there's a baby," she explained. "The father has to be in the system too, for security."

Harry swore he saw Ron gulp. Apparently, he had not expecting to see a baby so soon. A male nurse came around the corner with a gurney, which Harry gently place Hermione upon. Then, Ron and the man were off at a brisk pace, probably to an examination room.

Harry took Ginny's hand and led her to a couple of chairs off to the side of the large room. It was late, and the room was quiet.

"Try to rest," Harry said, and Ginny's head fell onto his shoulder. "It could be a long night."

A few hours later, Ginny woke up. Harry was standing at a payphone, talking to her parents, she assumed.

"No, we haven't heard anything yet," Harry said soothingly. "No, I understand completely. We will let you know when we hear something."

Harry hung up and sat back down next to her. He wrapped his arm around her and she leaned into him.

"They don't want too many people here, to overwhelm them." Ginny nodded. She didn't really want the whole family in the hospital the moment her baby was born. Yes, she wanted them near, and thinking about her, and visiting later, but she really wanted the moment to be between her and Harry, and their new family. She guessed Hermione would want the same.

All of the sudden, Ron came running around the corner. His face was a look of shock.

"Heidi Rachel," was all he said. "That's, her name. Heidi Rachel."

Then he broke down crying. Harry and Ginny exchanged looks of concern. Harry stood up and pressed Ron into his chair.

"Ron, what's wrong. Tell us," Ginny pleaded. Then, she saw Dr. Wilson turn the corner. She had tears in her eyes.

"Ginny, Harry, please come with me." Harry looked up, unable to leave Ron. "I'll be right back, mate,"
he said. They walked a few steps away.

"I'm so sorry," Dr. Wilson began. "The baby was a stillborn."

Ginny gasped, unconsciously pressing a hand to her own baby bump. She felt it kick, but barely registered the fact. Harry stood very still, then turned his head and hurried back to Ron. He held him in a hug, not caring who stared at them.

"I think you better go see Hermione," Dr. Wilson said softly. Ginny looked at Harry, who nodded at her. His eyes were wet with tears.

Ginny followed Dr. Wilson into Hermione's room. She walked in and Dr. Wilson shut the door behind her. She and Hermione were alone.

"Heidi Rachel," Hermione said. Ginny noticed she was holding a pink blanket. Was it…?

"Ron h-h-held her f-f-first," she said between sobs that shook her whole body. "Then h-h-he handed her to m-m-me and raced out the d-d-door."

"Harry has him," Ginny whispered. She walked slowly to the bed and climbed in with Hermione. She caught a glimpse of the baby's face before Hermione pulled her in close to her body. Her head was covered in orange fuzz.

"She looks very peaceful," Ginny said, stroking Hermione's hair. Hermione leaned into Ginny and cried. Ginny felt her heart breaking. She held Hermione close to her and cried along with her.

Some time later, Hermione was looking at her baby, brushing her cheek.

"I don't g-g-get it," she choked out. "I did everything r-r-right."

"It wasn't your fault, it wasn't your fault," Ginny said, stroking Hermione's hair. "They don't know why these things happen."

Then Ron and Harry entered the room. Ginny got up off the bed and walked to Harry's side as Ron returned to the bed.

"I'm sorry, baby," Ron struggled. "I'm sorry I left you."

Ginny squeezed Harry's hand. Then, a nurse came in. Ginny knew it was time for the baby to leave. Hermione clutched her closer to her body. Ron placed a hand on the baby's head.

"I l-l-love you," Hermione whispered to Heidi, kissing her forehead.

"I love you too, Heidi," Ron said. "I always w-w-will," He finished, choking up at the end. The nurse came and took the baby from Hermione's arms. Ginny turned her head into Harry's and cried. Ron lay down on the bed next to Hermione, who turned into his chest. Harry walked Ginny out of the room. Before the door shut, Ginny heard fresh sobs coming from Hermione.

And now you see why I couldn't mix Ginny's baby in with Hermione's baby. This chapter needs the respect it deserves, for Hermione and Ron. So, Months Part 2 on the way!