Pigtails and Curls
Part 5
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Sorry it took so long to get up...I kind of forgot about my own story...oops. If you've forgotten how the story went...we left off after Evie and Elizabeth saved their sister, who was a ghost. Harry just defeated Voldie, and Hermione is sick in bed.
"No, Hermione. You have to stay in bed. You nearly had a miscarriage, remember? The doctor said bedrest, and bedrest is what you'll get!" Ron said, as he placed a tray with tea on top of Hermione's small but blossoming stomach.
"Fine, fine, fine. Fine!" she glared at him, but he glared back, as if daring her to get up. "How's Harry doing?"
"He's fine. He's worried about you, as is the whole school." Hermione sipped her tea.
"I have to go talk to Harry, but if I see as much as a toe out of this bed, I will be back!" He left through the fireplace, with Hermione looking sour.
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"Hey Harry. Where are the girls?"
"I don't know. I think they went to give Hedwig a letter."
"How are you feeling?"
"Completely better...and, Herm?"
"She's ok...for now, at least. I don't think she understands that she nearly miscarried."
"She almost had a miscarriage?" Harry asked Ron.
"Yeah, didn't I tell you?" Harry shook his head.
"How are you holding up?"
"I'm alright. But, the doctor said bedrest and Hermione will not leave that bed until I say so. And that'll be after she has the baby."
"Good for you, Ron, putting your foot down!" They laughed, for the first time in a while.
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6 months later...
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It was the morning of Hermione's due date, and she had always delivered on her due date. Ron and Hermione had already gone to the Hospital at around three in the afternoon. Elizabeth was worried sick.
"But, what if something happens to Hermione?"
"Nothing will happen to her. She's in good hands," Harry stroked her golden hair. She sighed and looked out the window. Hedwig was on her way in. Harry followed Elizabeth's eyes and opened the window with his wand. Hedwig flew in and dropped a letter in Harry's lap. She nibbled on his ear like she always had done before. Harry opened the letter. "Hermione had a healthy baby boy! Everyone's healthy. He is twenty-one and a half inches long, and eight pounds-poor Hermione-"
"What's his name?" Evie asked.
"Tyler James. It says James is after my father. That was nice of them."
"Hey, look!" Evie pointed out the window. None of them knew what they were seeing until it entered through the window.
"It's a stork!" Elizabeth said. It had a bundle held by it's beak, and tied to it's leg was a note. Harry took the bundle. To his surprise, it squirmed. He unwrapped the blankets and fell into the chair behind him.
"It's a baby!"
"Read the note!" Elizabeth took the note from the great bird who then flew away. Harry took it and read it aloud.
'Harry, This is Emma Catherine. You and the girls take care of her for me. She's been with me. I miss you and I will always love you, Emogene.' The girls' mouths' were dropped.
"Is-wow...can I hold her?" Evie asked.
"Yeah. Sit down first. Evie sat down and took the girl in her arms. But Harry took his mind off of his new daughter for a second. There was a smaller card in the envelope addressed to only Harry. He read it to himself.
'Dearest Harry, I've missed you so much! I have a sevret for you, that you must only share with Ron and Hermione, not with the girls. Emma and Tyler are meant to be together. They'll fall in love someday and be married. It's all part of some great plan for this world. Their child will have a destiny greater than yours was.
Harry, I am always with you, always. You've done well with the girls, and I want you to know that none of this was your fault.' Harry could almost her Emogene's voice again. His eyes watered. 'Albus says hi. I love you, Harry.' Harry put the letter to his face. It smelled of her...of Emogene. She hadn't used perfume, but she always smelled like Heaven. The girls were fussing over their sister and Harry brought the baby to his arms. He had a little girl again. He was truly happy, now.
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Hermione and Ron came home with their new baby two days later. As always, Hermione made a miraculous recovery and was not tired at all. Harry had filled them in on the secret. The girls had gone to bed. They put the babies side by side. Tyler was on the right, and Emma was on the left. From the moment they were put on the bed together, they turned their heads and looked at each other straight in the eye. Tyler let out an unmistakable burp, and Emma let out a quiet giggle.
The End-Yes, I know it sucks. Flames are welcome for this one, since I've torched it as far as I can go, myself. Bring it on.
Part 5
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Sorry it took so long to get up...I kind of forgot about my own story...oops. If you've forgotten how the story went...we left off after Evie and Elizabeth saved their sister, who was a ghost. Harry just defeated Voldie, and Hermione is sick in bed.
"No, Hermione. You have to stay in bed. You nearly had a miscarriage, remember? The doctor said bedrest, and bedrest is what you'll get!" Ron said, as he placed a tray with tea on top of Hermione's small but blossoming stomach.
"Fine, fine, fine. Fine!" she glared at him, but he glared back, as if daring her to get up. "How's Harry doing?"
"He's fine. He's worried about you, as is the whole school." Hermione sipped her tea.
"I have to go talk to Harry, but if I see as much as a toe out of this bed, I will be back!" He left through the fireplace, with Hermione looking sour.
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"Hey Harry. Where are the girls?"
"I don't know. I think they went to give Hedwig a letter."
"How are you feeling?"
"Completely better...and, Herm?"
"She's ok...for now, at least. I don't think she understands that she nearly miscarried."
"She almost had a miscarriage?" Harry asked Ron.
"Yeah, didn't I tell you?" Harry shook his head.
"How are you holding up?"
"I'm alright. But, the doctor said bedrest and Hermione will not leave that bed until I say so. And that'll be after she has the baby."
"Good for you, Ron, putting your foot down!" They laughed, for the first time in a while.
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6 months later...
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It was the morning of Hermione's due date, and she had always delivered on her due date. Ron and Hermione had already gone to the Hospital at around three in the afternoon. Elizabeth was worried sick.
"But, what if something happens to Hermione?"
"Nothing will happen to her. She's in good hands," Harry stroked her golden hair. She sighed and looked out the window. Hedwig was on her way in. Harry followed Elizabeth's eyes and opened the window with his wand. Hedwig flew in and dropped a letter in Harry's lap. She nibbled on his ear like she always had done before. Harry opened the letter. "Hermione had a healthy baby boy! Everyone's healthy. He is twenty-one and a half inches long, and eight pounds-poor Hermione-"
"What's his name?" Evie asked.
"Tyler James. It says James is after my father. That was nice of them."
"Hey, look!" Evie pointed out the window. None of them knew what they were seeing until it entered through the window.
"It's a stork!" Elizabeth said. It had a bundle held by it's beak, and tied to it's leg was a note. Harry took the bundle. To his surprise, it squirmed. He unwrapped the blankets and fell into the chair behind him.
"It's a baby!"
"Read the note!" Elizabeth took the note from the great bird who then flew away. Harry took it and read it aloud.
'Harry, This is Emma Catherine. You and the girls take care of her for me. She's been with me. I miss you and I will always love you, Emogene.' The girls' mouths' were dropped.
"Is-wow...can I hold her?" Evie asked.
"Yeah. Sit down first. Evie sat down and took the girl in her arms. But Harry took his mind off of his new daughter for a second. There was a smaller card in the envelope addressed to only Harry. He read it to himself.
'Dearest Harry, I've missed you so much! I have a sevret for you, that you must only share with Ron and Hermione, not with the girls. Emma and Tyler are meant to be together. They'll fall in love someday and be married. It's all part of some great plan for this world. Their child will have a destiny greater than yours was.
Harry, I am always with you, always. You've done well with the girls, and I want you to know that none of this was your fault.' Harry could almost her Emogene's voice again. His eyes watered. 'Albus says hi. I love you, Harry.' Harry put the letter to his face. It smelled of her...of Emogene. She hadn't used perfume, but she always smelled like Heaven. The girls were fussing over their sister and Harry brought the baby to his arms. He had a little girl again. He was truly happy, now.
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Hermione and Ron came home with their new baby two days later. As always, Hermione made a miraculous recovery and was not tired at all. Harry had filled them in on the secret. The girls had gone to bed. They put the babies side by side. Tyler was on the right, and Emma was on the left. From the moment they were put on the bed together, they turned their heads and looked at each other straight in the eye. Tyler let out an unmistakable burp, and Emma let out a quiet giggle.
The End-Yes, I know it sucks. Flames are welcome for this one, since I've torched it as far as I can go, myself. Bring it on.