Chapter 26: The Important Things
The months went by since Voldemort's defeat. Hogwarts was rebuilt and were accepting students again. Hermione and Draco had both decided to go back to school while Harry and Ron decided not to return. For now, it was still summer and the young couple were preparing for more important things, the coming of their first child.
Hermione was asleep on the couch with her hand resting on her stomach. Draco walked into the room he and Hermione were sharing together to find his girlfriend fast asleep. Her schoolbooks were scattered all over the floor along with several opened parchments that had some writing on them. Walking over, he leaned forward and gently placed a kiss to the side of her head. Waking up, Hermione's eyes fluttered for a second. "Draco?" she asked softly.
"Hey love," he said softly.
He rested his hand on her stomach. "How are you feeling?" he asked.
"I'm tired, he was tossing and turning all night," she replied as Draco helped her sit up.
He kissed the side of her head as he sat beside her. Resting his hand on her stomach, he smiled to feel their son kicking around. "It's becoming a tight fit in there," he commented.
"To tight in fact, he's kicking me in the back as well when he moves," she answered.
Draco kissed her stomach before helping her sit up. "Did you finish your homework?" she asked.
"Yes mum," he quipped.
He kissed her cheek as he sat beside her. "What did Madame Pomphrey say?" he asked, rubbing her stomach.
"Plenty of rest, should be any day now," she replied as she tilted her head back, "Which I kind of wish he'll wait until after finals."
Draco started laughing. "Our son is a Malfoy, he's going to come before finals," he told her, rubbing her stomach some more.
"I hope not that long," she answered.
Draco chuckled as he felt their unborn son kick his hand. "There is hope for the future with this little one," he commented.
"There sure is Draco," she answered, resting her hand on the back of his neck, "You are an incredible man."
Shaking his head slowly, he leaned against the back of the couch. "Hermione, I was on the enemy's side," he murmured.
"Who betrayed that side for the right side," she answered, "You stood up against your father."
Draco sighed and Hermione pushed some hair from his eyes. "You're a great man now, Draco. You have gone through a lot to get there," she murmured. Smiling, he rested his hand where their son was growing, feeling him move around inside.
"You're an incredible woman, you know that right?" he murmured.
"Just a bookworm," she answered.
"My bookworm."
Touching her cheek, he leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers. Hermione kissed him back, resting her hand on his cheek. "I love you," she whispered.
"I love you too," he answered smiling.
(Two Weeks Later)
Hermione was fast asleep in hers and Draco's bed with her boyfriend asleep behind her with his arm around her disappearing waist, his hand resting over hers that was on her stomach. The young woman suddenly woke up, feeling tension in her lower abdomen. Sitting up, she let out a deep breath. "Mione…what are you doing?" Draco asked tiredly, burying his face into his pillow.
"Mmm…Draco…hospital wing," she told him, shaking him.
"What?" he asked, not really hearing her.
Hermione started shaking him. "Draco wake up!" she exclaimed, pushing on his arm.
"What…What is it?" he asked, sitting up.
"The baby's coming," she replied.
"Bloody hell!" he exclaimed as he got up and helped her up.
Holding onto her, he hurried her to the hospital wing.
By the time they got there, Hermione was well on her way and was doing anything she could to keep her screams low. Not even an hour after they arrived, Hermione was ready to push. The pain was indescribable and Draco was there every minute, letting Hermione crush his hand as tight as she could. When she gave several more pushes, she fell back against Draco's arm and their child's screams filled the hospital wing. "And you have a song," Madame Pomphrey said smiling.
Smiling through her tears, Hermione watched as her child was cleaned and wrapped up in a blanket before he was placed in her arms. "Oh my…hello," she cooed with tears in her eyes. Smiling, she touched her son's tiny cheek as he wriggled around.
"He's beautiful, Hermione," Draco murmured, kissing the side of her head.
Hermione smiled brightly, cradling her son close to her chest. "Congratulations," Madame Pomphrey said smiling.
"Thank you," they answered in unison.
Draco smiled as he sat on the edge of the bed, still staring at his son. "Look at the tuft of brown curls on his head," he said smiling. The baby reached out and was gripping his finger's pinky as tight as he could. "Quite a grip," he commented.
"I can't believe he's really here, all this time planning and preparing, but…" she said softly.
"Nothing prepares you for when you actually see him," he concluded with her.
Nodding her head slowly, she let out a sigh as she kissed her son's soft forehead again. "What should we name him?" he asked.
"I've had a name picked out since I fist found out I was pregnant," she said smiling.
"Oh? Do tell, love," he answered.
"Well, I remember I was sitting outside looking at the stars. I was trying to pick out all the star constellations that night, gave me peace during the time of war," she murmured.
Sighing, she continued to stroke her son's soft cheek. "Then I saw Orion's Belt, then I thought, that's perfect. Orion…Orion Thomas Malfoy," she said softly. Draco smiled, kissing the side of her head.
"It's perfect," he said softly.
He looked back at his sleeping son. "Welcome to the world Orion," he whispered to his son.
"We love you so much," Hermione put in.
"And you're protect always," he said smiling.
The new parents were beaming as they just sat in the hospital wing bed, staring at their unborn child lovingly.
Author's Note: I'm very, very sorry for the late update. I know this one is short, but I hope you liked it. I was late for updating because I have been writing and getting a book of my own published. Again, thank you all for your patience and the next chapter will be up soon.
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