My Baby
Chapter Two- Emerald Emily
Hermione looked up at two gaping faces staring back at her. As much as that bit on information stunned her, she always was automatically the relief of the group, since day one. Harry was turning paler by the second. It wasn't a lie, or a trick, that's what the paper said. There was so much information on that sheet, his name was beyond critical.
" Very funny" Ron snorted, snatching the certificate from her. He read for less than a second. " I've said it once and I'll say it again- bloody hell!".
Harry's fingers were trembling, " this isn't funny". Ron looked up and handed him the paper, it shook in his grip. He could hardly read the letters, but it was all there.
Emily Elizabeth Potter
' It's such a pretty name' he thought.
Birth Date- April 11th, 2005
Fathers Name- Harry J. Potter
Mothers Name-
It was scratched out with a god amount of ink.
" It doesn't have the mum's name".
Ron nodded, " yeah, see, this is the part where you tell us who the mother is".
Hermione smacked his arm, making a light hissing sound. " Shut-up, how do we know this isn't a fake?".
" Well it looks like a baby".
She hit him again, " I meant how do we know this is Harry's baby?".
Ron glared at him, " well, is it?".
" You insensitive moron!" Hermione's tone woke the sleeping baby. She began crying and trying to push the blanket off herself. Ron and Harry glared back and forth. Hermione didn't even hesitate when lifting her from the bassinet.
Harry watched closely as the baby was cradled in her arms. She was so tiny, even though he had never seen a newborn. Still, as calm and soothing as Hermione was, the cries didn't stop.
" Here, you hold her" it wasn't really an offer, but it came as a shock. Harry's arms were shaking as Emily was placed in then, yet he held her gently against his chest. " Watch her head".
" Is it going to fell off?" Ron asked, but was ignored.
Hermione stayed close by in case he wasn't comfortable, though seemed to be adapting, a little nervous. A second later, the crying stopped. She smiled, " I think she likes you".
" That can't be good" Ron sang.
Harry felt as though his heart had stopped when touching the baby named Emily. Her warmth freezing his nerves, her big emerald eyes slowly looking in every direction. This was his daughter, there was little doubt of that.
" I know who she is".
~ Obviously ' she' is the mother. Harry's positive of who she is. Why do you think it is?~
Chapter Two- Emerald Emily
Hermione looked up at two gaping faces staring back at her. As much as that bit on information stunned her, she always was automatically the relief of the group, since day one. Harry was turning paler by the second. It wasn't a lie, or a trick, that's what the paper said. There was so much information on that sheet, his name was beyond critical.
" Very funny" Ron snorted, snatching the certificate from her. He read for less than a second. " I've said it once and I'll say it again- bloody hell!".
Harry's fingers were trembling, " this isn't funny". Ron looked up and handed him the paper, it shook in his grip. He could hardly read the letters, but it was all there.
Emily Elizabeth Potter
' It's such a pretty name' he thought.
Birth Date- April 11th, 2005
Fathers Name- Harry J. Potter
Mothers Name-
It was scratched out with a god amount of ink.
" It doesn't have the mum's name".
Ron nodded, " yeah, see, this is the part where you tell us who the mother is".
Hermione smacked his arm, making a light hissing sound. " Shut-up, how do we know this isn't a fake?".
" Well it looks like a baby".
She hit him again, " I meant how do we know this is Harry's baby?".
Ron glared at him, " well, is it?".
" You insensitive moron!" Hermione's tone woke the sleeping baby. She began crying and trying to push the blanket off herself. Ron and Harry glared back and forth. Hermione didn't even hesitate when lifting her from the bassinet.
Harry watched closely as the baby was cradled in her arms. She was so tiny, even though he had never seen a newborn. Still, as calm and soothing as Hermione was, the cries didn't stop.
" Here, you hold her" it wasn't really an offer, but it came as a shock. Harry's arms were shaking as Emily was placed in then, yet he held her gently against his chest. " Watch her head".
" Is it going to fell off?" Ron asked, but was ignored.
Hermione stayed close by in case he wasn't comfortable, though seemed to be adapting, a little nervous. A second later, the crying stopped. She smiled, " I think she likes you".
" That can't be good" Ron sang.
Harry felt as though his heart had stopped when touching the baby named Emily. Her warmth freezing his nerves, her big emerald eyes slowly looking in every direction. This was his daughter, there was little doubt of that.
" I know who she is".
~ Obviously ' she' is the mother. Harry's positive of who she is. Why do you think it is?~