The Magic Begins
By: Taylor Bathel
A/N: I currently do not know if I am going to continue this fic or if I am going to leave it be as it is and let you think of the rest. My self inspired this fic when I woke up at 2:45 am. Oh another things, for some reason or another tabs do not seem to show up! Strange?!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, it belongs to J.K. Rowling, Warner Brothers, Scholastic, Bloomsbury, and other respective titles, I am not claiming them nor am I receiving money for my work, please do not sue me.
Plagiarism Note: This story was made up by myself and if it in any way relates to your fan fiction it was completely coincidental and was not intended to plagiarize you in any way, shape, or form.
Debbie Granger sat reading a book on dentistry in the newly furnished baby room that would soon be occupied by the Granger's first and only child. Debbie and Tony Granger had tried for many years to have a child of their own. Debbie had been pregnant twice, however each had ended in miscarriages and misery. When Debbie became pregnant for the third time the Granger's were extremely apprehensive wondering whether, "three times the charm," was prove its self-true.
The Grangers owned a small dentistry company called: Cavity Clinic.
They were well off and had purchased a medium sized brick house outside of London. They had always wanted a child so had made the decision that a four-bedroom house would do fine. Unfortunately, the 4th bedroom stood alone in the house collecting dust while it waited for an occupant.
**
On January 17, 1980 the Grangers received the best news in the world, they were to be pregnant, for the 3rd time running, however for some strange reason Tony did not have any doubts that this pregnancy would be the one that would change their lives...and change it did.
**
Debbie sat nervously in the waiting room of her local doctor's office reading a magazine, The Mothers Companion. Today was to be the day when Debbie would find out whether their beautiful-baby-to-be would be wrapped in a blue or pink blanket when it would come into the lives of the Grangers.
"Granger, Debbie!" drawled a plump balding women from inside the doorway of the offices.
Debbie shakily laid down her magazine and practically skipped to the doorway where she stopped abruptly noticing the severe look on the nurse's face.
"Right this way Ms. Granger, we don't want to keep Dr. Lloyd waiting while you skip away like a silly little school girl," the plump nurse said in a cruel tone that suggested that she disliked her job very much.
"No, no miss," she replied while she was led to Dr. Lloyd's room and told that he would be with her shortly.
Debbie sat on the uncomfortable bed where the protective tissue paper crunched and ripped with her every movement making Debbie very uncomfortable both physically and mentally while the thoughts of her baby boy or baby girl kept floating inside being carried by storks with delivery caps on.
"Hello Debbie! Nice to see you again, I do hope that everything is going well with the baby through your 3rd trimester." The doctor said in a calm and soothing voice much unlike the plump nurse.
"Oh yes, however some strange sensations have been overcoming my body lately, for example, last night I awoke and felt as if sparks were being sent throughout my body, originating in the stomach area. Than, when I was brushing my teeth I could have sworn that I was levitating two feet in the air, but when I went to look down the phenomenal feat had disappeared and I was just looking at my fuzzy pink slippers touching the cold tile floor of the bathroom."
"Hmm...very interesting, however not to worry I have seen it before. One case that sticks out immensely is a woman by the name of Jacqueline Patil, her symptoms were very much like yours, the levitating phenomena was exactly as you described it to be." The Dr. Lloyd said while getting the ultra-sound machine ready for when it would give the joyful information on whether the soon-to-be-beautiful-bouncing-bundle-of-joy would be a Hermione or an Ian. "Are you ready to see what gender you baby will be when you deliver it on I believe September 19, 1980.
"Oh yes! I have wanted to know ever since I got pregnant," Debbie said enthusiastically, then suddenly her voice dropped..."You see with my previous pregnancies I was never far enough along before a miscarriage happened to tell whether my baby was a girl or boy."
"Oh, I see," Dr. Lloyd said while spreading a clear gel over her stomach and proceeded with the ultra-sound, "I do believe...it is a...wait...wait...a...a...girl!" he said with much relief, "yes it is a she, did you have any particular names in mind Deb?"
"Why yes Doctor, I personally think that Hermione Elizabeth Granger would be most suitable, don't you think so?" Debbie chimed as if she had practiced this presentation many times before.
"Herm-in-any?" Dr. Lloyd said in an uneasy voice
"Her-my-o-nee,"
"Herm-o-ninny?"
"HER-MY-O-NEE!"
"Oh, Her-mon-e."
"HER-MY-O-NEE!!!"
"Oh, ok Her-my-o-nee, that is cute, however I think it might be a little hard to pronounce for the pupils and her teacher when she gets to school."
"Well they will have to get used to it because I am not changing my mind and its ok, I'm sure close friends will call her Hermi or Herm." Mrs. Granger said defiantly
"Well on to other subjects, Herm-mo I mean Hermi's heartbeat is fine and she seems to be a very healthy baby."
"I am so happy to hear that, can I have some pictures of Hermione to show my husband?"
"Why of course," the doctor said while selecting and printing a few pictures, "Please come back in a two weeks, and tell your husband that I sent my regards, oh and Bertha will you please show Ms. Granger to the door."
"Of course anything thing else Sir?" said Bertha with resentment lingering her voice
"Yes a nice, hot cup of tea, if it is not to much trouble Berth,"
As Bertha showed Ms. Granger to the door, Debbie distinctively heard Bertha mutter, "Yes of course Sir, anything for you Sir, a cup of tea Sir? Yes, Berth at your service, ugh I hate the nickname Berth!"
**
In years to come after that doctor visit, Debbie and Tony were not quite sure how they made it through the next couple of months without going crazy with anticipation. Sure Tony had his clients to keep him busy, however since Debbie was not working while being pregnant she was forced to sit home and read, bake, watch the telly, visit friends, walk, or read. However these things do not keep you occupied very long when baby girls keep crawling into your brain. Than on September 19 at 2:30 in the morning a scream could be heard through out the house.
"Wha...what is it honey?" Tony asked groggily
"I think my water just broke!" Debbie said in an excited voice
"Oh ok, goodnight dear," it than took Tony a minute to realize what it was that is wife had just said, "Oh my god! We are having the baby!" "Ok just stay there I will get dressed, get your bag, and start up the car!"
"Ok honey, I will just wait in the garage," Debbie said as she pulled herself out of bed and started walking slowly down the stairs into the garage. After a few minutes, Tony came running down with the bag and keys.
"Ok just stay there and I will pull the car out and we will be off." Tony said and after jumping in he pulled out and started to drive a way. After about 15 seconds he turned around and raced back home, "Sorry didn't mean to forget you dear," Tony said apologetically.
"Its ok," Debbie said clambering into the backseat and shutting the door, "just GO!"
With that, the Grangers were off to have their baby.
**
"Push, Debbie, push!" shouted the doctor, "Ok one more good push and...you have a beautiful baby girl!"
"I do, I do?!" Debbie said smiley but clearly exhausted.
"Yes you do, and little Hermione weighs 6'10 ounces, small little critter, would you like to hold her Debbie?' said one of the nurses excitedly
"Of course," Debbie said as she held little Hermione and gently whispered in her ear, "Happy Birthday Hermione Elizabeth." With this she started to hand Hermione to her father but before she could Tony passed out into a nurses unsuspecting arms.
**
Little Hermione had been home now for 3 days and was progressing much like any baby would, however with some small differences. For one when Hermione was 2 days old, she had sprouted all her baby teeth, which pleased the Granger very much since this meant they could start working on her teeth earlier than expected. For another, she seemed to make odd things happen, for another she had already started making small speech sounds such as mu and da which probably were the beginnings of mum and dad. Had they not been muggles they would have noticed that Hermione showed all the signs of a young witch.
A/N: Ok I know that is a weird ending but I am still not sure if I want to continue this, what do you think? Please tell me when you review. Oh ya did I mention...please review, it makes us authors feel very good inside...kinda like a warm bubbly feeling, LoL.
Written By: Taylor Bathel : )
By: Taylor Bathel
A/N: I currently do not know if I am going to continue this fic or if I am going to leave it be as it is and let you think of the rest. My self inspired this fic when I woke up at 2:45 am. Oh another things, for some reason or another tabs do not seem to show up! Strange?!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, it belongs to J.K. Rowling, Warner Brothers, Scholastic, Bloomsbury, and other respective titles, I am not claiming them nor am I receiving money for my work, please do not sue me.
Plagiarism Note: This story was made up by myself and if it in any way relates to your fan fiction it was completely coincidental and was not intended to plagiarize you in any way, shape, or form.
Debbie Granger sat reading a book on dentistry in the newly furnished baby room that would soon be occupied by the Granger's first and only child. Debbie and Tony Granger had tried for many years to have a child of their own. Debbie had been pregnant twice, however each had ended in miscarriages and misery. When Debbie became pregnant for the third time the Granger's were extremely apprehensive wondering whether, "three times the charm," was prove its self-true.
The Grangers owned a small dentistry company called: Cavity Clinic.
They were well off and had purchased a medium sized brick house outside of London. They had always wanted a child so had made the decision that a four-bedroom house would do fine. Unfortunately, the 4th bedroom stood alone in the house collecting dust while it waited for an occupant.
**
On January 17, 1980 the Grangers received the best news in the world, they were to be pregnant, for the 3rd time running, however for some strange reason Tony did not have any doubts that this pregnancy would be the one that would change their lives...and change it did.
**
Debbie sat nervously in the waiting room of her local doctor's office reading a magazine, The Mothers Companion. Today was to be the day when Debbie would find out whether their beautiful-baby-to-be would be wrapped in a blue or pink blanket when it would come into the lives of the Grangers.
"Granger, Debbie!" drawled a plump balding women from inside the doorway of the offices.
Debbie shakily laid down her magazine and practically skipped to the doorway where she stopped abruptly noticing the severe look on the nurse's face.
"Right this way Ms. Granger, we don't want to keep Dr. Lloyd waiting while you skip away like a silly little school girl," the plump nurse said in a cruel tone that suggested that she disliked her job very much.
"No, no miss," she replied while she was led to Dr. Lloyd's room and told that he would be with her shortly.
Debbie sat on the uncomfortable bed where the protective tissue paper crunched and ripped with her every movement making Debbie very uncomfortable both physically and mentally while the thoughts of her baby boy or baby girl kept floating inside being carried by storks with delivery caps on.
"Hello Debbie! Nice to see you again, I do hope that everything is going well with the baby through your 3rd trimester." The doctor said in a calm and soothing voice much unlike the plump nurse.
"Oh yes, however some strange sensations have been overcoming my body lately, for example, last night I awoke and felt as if sparks were being sent throughout my body, originating in the stomach area. Than, when I was brushing my teeth I could have sworn that I was levitating two feet in the air, but when I went to look down the phenomenal feat had disappeared and I was just looking at my fuzzy pink slippers touching the cold tile floor of the bathroom."
"Hmm...very interesting, however not to worry I have seen it before. One case that sticks out immensely is a woman by the name of Jacqueline Patil, her symptoms were very much like yours, the levitating phenomena was exactly as you described it to be." The Dr. Lloyd said while getting the ultra-sound machine ready for when it would give the joyful information on whether the soon-to-be-beautiful-bouncing-bundle-of-joy would be a Hermione or an Ian. "Are you ready to see what gender you baby will be when you deliver it on I believe September 19, 1980.
"Oh yes! I have wanted to know ever since I got pregnant," Debbie said enthusiastically, then suddenly her voice dropped..."You see with my previous pregnancies I was never far enough along before a miscarriage happened to tell whether my baby was a girl or boy."
"Oh, I see," Dr. Lloyd said while spreading a clear gel over her stomach and proceeded with the ultra-sound, "I do believe...it is a...wait...wait...a...a...girl!" he said with much relief, "yes it is a she, did you have any particular names in mind Deb?"
"Why yes Doctor, I personally think that Hermione Elizabeth Granger would be most suitable, don't you think so?" Debbie chimed as if she had practiced this presentation many times before.
"Herm-in-any?" Dr. Lloyd said in an uneasy voice
"Her-my-o-nee,"
"Herm-o-ninny?"
"HER-MY-O-NEE!"
"Oh, Her-mon-e."
"HER-MY-O-NEE!!!"
"Oh, ok Her-my-o-nee, that is cute, however I think it might be a little hard to pronounce for the pupils and her teacher when she gets to school."
"Well they will have to get used to it because I am not changing my mind and its ok, I'm sure close friends will call her Hermi or Herm." Mrs. Granger said defiantly
"Well on to other subjects, Herm-mo I mean Hermi's heartbeat is fine and she seems to be a very healthy baby."
"I am so happy to hear that, can I have some pictures of Hermione to show my husband?"
"Why of course," the doctor said while selecting and printing a few pictures, "Please come back in a two weeks, and tell your husband that I sent my regards, oh and Bertha will you please show Ms. Granger to the door."
"Of course anything thing else Sir?" said Bertha with resentment lingering her voice
"Yes a nice, hot cup of tea, if it is not to much trouble Berth,"
As Bertha showed Ms. Granger to the door, Debbie distinctively heard Bertha mutter, "Yes of course Sir, anything for you Sir, a cup of tea Sir? Yes, Berth at your service, ugh I hate the nickname Berth!"
**
In years to come after that doctor visit, Debbie and Tony were not quite sure how they made it through the next couple of months without going crazy with anticipation. Sure Tony had his clients to keep him busy, however since Debbie was not working while being pregnant she was forced to sit home and read, bake, watch the telly, visit friends, walk, or read. However these things do not keep you occupied very long when baby girls keep crawling into your brain. Than on September 19 at 2:30 in the morning a scream could be heard through out the house.
"Wha...what is it honey?" Tony asked groggily
"I think my water just broke!" Debbie said in an excited voice
"Oh ok, goodnight dear," it than took Tony a minute to realize what it was that is wife had just said, "Oh my god! We are having the baby!" "Ok just stay there I will get dressed, get your bag, and start up the car!"
"Ok honey, I will just wait in the garage," Debbie said as she pulled herself out of bed and started walking slowly down the stairs into the garage. After a few minutes, Tony came running down with the bag and keys.
"Ok just stay there and I will pull the car out and we will be off." Tony said and after jumping in he pulled out and started to drive a way. After about 15 seconds he turned around and raced back home, "Sorry didn't mean to forget you dear," Tony said apologetically.
"Its ok," Debbie said clambering into the backseat and shutting the door, "just GO!"
With that, the Grangers were off to have their baby.
**
"Push, Debbie, push!" shouted the doctor, "Ok one more good push and...you have a beautiful baby girl!"
"I do, I do?!" Debbie said smiley but clearly exhausted.
"Yes you do, and little Hermione weighs 6'10 ounces, small little critter, would you like to hold her Debbie?' said one of the nurses excitedly
"Of course," Debbie said as she held little Hermione and gently whispered in her ear, "Happy Birthday Hermione Elizabeth." With this she started to hand Hermione to her father but before she could Tony passed out into a nurses unsuspecting arms.
**
Little Hermione had been home now for 3 days and was progressing much like any baby would, however with some small differences. For one when Hermione was 2 days old, she had sprouted all her baby teeth, which pleased the Granger very much since this meant they could start working on her teeth earlier than expected. For another, she seemed to make odd things happen, for another she had already started making small speech sounds such as mu and da which probably were the beginnings of mum and dad. Had they not been muggles they would have noticed that Hermione showed all the signs of a young witch.
A/N: Ok I know that is a weird ending but I am still not sure if I want to continue this, what do you think? Please tell me when you review. Oh ya did I mention...please review, it makes us authors feel very good inside...kinda like a warm bubbly feeling, LoL.
Written By: Taylor Bathel : )