Harry and I spent so much time together after that night. We ate dinner together almost every night, and we would get together and watch a muggle movie or something. And the weeks passed, and my stomach grew bigger.
My due date was August 27, and today was August 18th. I was spending a few hours at Harry's place that night, and I had to discuss something with him.
"Harry, I'm so scared," I said. "When the baby starts to come, I have to go to St. Mungo's so they can deliever it there. But my parents don't know how to get there or anything, and I won't be in a well enough condition to apparate. I'm not from a wizarding family. What if I don't make it?"
Harry took a deep breath and said, "Well, if you're really worried, you can stay here if you want. You know, in my spare room. Just so things get better."
"Thank you so much, Harry. You don't know how much this means to me."
"Don't worry about it," he replied, "Apparate back to your house and get some stuff that you need, and then come on back here."
I did as he told me too, and soon I was ready to live for a week or two in Harry's spare room.
It was about a week later, and Harry had gone out that afternoon with a few of his friends to practice Quidditch. He asked if I wanted to come along and watch, but I declined his offer. I'd rather stay at home.
When Harry arrived back at the apartment, though, I was in tears. He had a look of great excitement on his face, but as soon as he saw me he immeadiately looked concerned. "What's wrong, Hermione? Is something going on?"
It was just a stupid little thing that had been worrying me. "Oh Harry," I sighed, "I just don't want my child to end up without a father. And I'm afraid I won't be able to handle things on my own. I'm so confused. Last year I was so sure of everything, I wanted to go on and get a good job, I know I was smart enough to. I never wanted to be a stay-at-home mom, I wanted to be a working woman. And now, that's all gone. I don't know what to do. I don't know how I'll manage."
Harry got an extremely nervous look on his face, but took a deep breath and said, "You could stay here, Mione."
"Oh, I am staying here until the baby is born, and then I'll probably go back to my parents. I don't know how long I'll stay with them, hopefully I'll get a job and be able to afford some kind of house or apartment or something."
"No, that's not what I meant," he said softly. "I meant, you could stay here, forever."
I stared at him blankly, not really sure if I was understanding what he was saying.
"I mean, I would like to marry me, Mione."
I gasped. That was certainly not what I was expecting.
Harry was quick to begin talking again. "Of course, I'm sure you'll want to wait, that's fine, I mean we can wait a few years, wait until you're settled down, you have a job and something to do with the baby..."
"I would love to marry you, Harry!" I cried.
"I'm really sorry, Mione, but I don't have a ring or anything for you. I'll run out and buy you something as soon as possible-"
"Harry, that's not important," I interrupted. "What's important is that I love you."
"And I love you. And, oh Hermione, I almost forgot, I have wonderful news! This is why I can marry you. I just got a job! When I was out practicing Quidditch with Ron, Seamus, and some of the other guys, there was a scout there watching. They want me to come play for the Chudley Cannons." He grinned, then continued, "It's not one of the best teams, but Ron's thrilled about it."
I leaned over the couch and hugged him. "Oh, Harry, that's wonderful. I'm so happy for you!"
I sighed. Things were finally working out for me. Harry leaned over and kissed me. It was long, embracing kiss, and I was really enjoying it. Suddenly I screamed.
"What is it?" cried Harry. "Did I do something wrong? What's going on? Are you okay?"
"Harry!" I cried. "Damn, Harry, Damn! I think my water just broke!"
"What? Now? Are you sure?"
"I think I'd know!!" I screamed. "Quick, get me to St. Mungo's!"
"Wait, no, not yet!" he cried. "I'm not ready yet! You're three days early! It can't be now! Oh, shit!"
I whimpered as Harry ran around the apartment, trying to gather everything together. "Okay, I have your stuff for over night," he winced as I screamed again, I was getting another labor pain. "And we're all set to travel through the fire place by floo powder. Okay, come on, let's go!"
"It's time!" I screamed, as Harry led me to the fireplace.
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A/N: Whee, what fun! Anyway, it gets kinda difficult for me to write out the labor scenes or anything like that, so I went and reread a fan fiction for inspiration. The story is called Amicitia, by Julephenia. I recommend you all read it, it is a really wonderful story.
Also, I am writing an interactive fic under my other pen name, broadwaystar32, so if you're interested, check it out. Hurry, though, because the deadline is this Tuesday, Sept. 17! I'm taking around 20 entries, so good luck~
Wow, there was so much action in this chapter! Harry proposes, and she goes into labor... sheesh. How do I write it all? I will end up updating soon, I think, because I don't want to keep you in suspense! Come to think of it, I don't want to keep myself in suspense either, because I haven't written it yet! Please review!
Thanks to queen of the clarinets, fanficaholic1377, dobbie-luvs-sweeties, and amaryllis for reviewing!
My due date was August 27, and today was August 18th. I was spending a few hours at Harry's place that night, and I had to discuss something with him.
"Harry, I'm so scared," I said. "When the baby starts to come, I have to go to St. Mungo's so they can deliever it there. But my parents don't know how to get there or anything, and I won't be in a well enough condition to apparate. I'm not from a wizarding family. What if I don't make it?"
Harry took a deep breath and said, "Well, if you're really worried, you can stay here if you want. You know, in my spare room. Just so things get better."
"Thank you so much, Harry. You don't know how much this means to me."
"Don't worry about it," he replied, "Apparate back to your house and get some stuff that you need, and then come on back here."
I did as he told me too, and soon I was ready to live for a week or two in Harry's spare room.
It was about a week later, and Harry had gone out that afternoon with a few of his friends to practice Quidditch. He asked if I wanted to come along and watch, but I declined his offer. I'd rather stay at home.
When Harry arrived back at the apartment, though, I was in tears. He had a look of great excitement on his face, but as soon as he saw me he immeadiately looked concerned. "What's wrong, Hermione? Is something going on?"
It was just a stupid little thing that had been worrying me. "Oh Harry," I sighed, "I just don't want my child to end up without a father. And I'm afraid I won't be able to handle things on my own. I'm so confused. Last year I was so sure of everything, I wanted to go on and get a good job, I know I was smart enough to. I never wanted to be a stay-at-home mom, I wanted to be a working woman. And now, that's all gone. I don't know what to do. I don't know how I'll manage."
Harry got an extremely nervous look on his face, but took a deep breath and said, "You could stay here, Mione."
"Oh, I am staying here until the baby is born, and then I'll probably go back to my parents. I don't know how long I'll stay with them, hopefully I'll get a job and be able to afford some kind of house or apartment or something."
"No, that's not what I meant," he said softly. "I meant, you could stay here, forever."
I stared at him blankly, not really sure if I was understanding what he was saying.
"I mean, I would like to marry me, Mione."
I gasped. That was certainly not what I was expecting.
Harry was quick to begin talking again. "Of course, I'm sure you'll want to wait, that's fine, I mean we can wait a few years, wait until you're settled down, you have a job and something to do with the baby..."
"I would love to marry you, Harry!" I cried.
"I'm really sorry, Mione, but I don't have a ring or anything for you. I'll run out and buy you something as soon as possible-"
"Harry, that's not important," I interrupted. "What's important is that I love you."
"And I love you. And, oh Hermione, I almost forgot, I have wonderful news! This is why I can marry you. I just got a job! When I was out practicing Quidditch with Ron, Seamus, and some of the other guys, there was a scout there watching. They want me to come play for the Chudley Cannons." He grinned, then continued, "It's not one of the best teams, but Ron's thrilled about it."
I leaned over the couch and hugged him. "Oh, Harry, that's wonderful. I'm so happy for you!"
I sighed. Things were finally working out for me. Harry leaned over and kissed me. It was long, embracing kiss, and I was really enjoying it. Suddenly I screamed.
"What is it?" cried Harry. "Did I do something wrong? What's going on? Are you okay?"
"Harry!" I cried. "Damn, Harry, Damn! I think my water just broke!"
"What? Now? Are you sure?"
"I think I'd know!!" I screamed. "Quick, get me to St. Mungo's!"
"Wait, no, not yet!" he cried. "I'm not ready yet! You're three days early! It can't be now! Oh, shit!"
I whimpered as Harry ran around the apartment, trying to gather everything together. "Okay, I have your stuff for over night," he winced as I screamed again, I was getting another labor pain. "And we're all set to travel through the fire place by floo powder. Okay, come on, let's go!"
"It's time!" I screamed, as Harry led me to the fireplace.
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A/N: Whee, what fun! Anyway, it gets kinda difficult for me to write out the labor scenes or anything like that, so I went and reread a fan fiction for inspiration. The story is called Amicitia, by Julephenia. I recommend you all read it, it is a really wonderful story.
Also, I am writing an interactive fic under my other pen name, broadwaystar32, so if you're interested, check it out. Hurry, though, because the deadline is this Tuesday, Sept. 17! I'm taking around 20 entries, so good luck~
Wow, there was so much action in this chapter! Harry proposes, and she goes into labor... sheesh. How do I write it all? I will end up updating soon, I think, because I don't want to keep you in suspense! Come to think of it, I don't want to keep myself in suspense either, because I haven't written it yet! Please review!
Thanks to queen of the clarinets, fanficaholic1377, dobbie-luvs-sweeties, and amaryllis for reviewing!