Thanks again for the reviews Katzztar and Lone Wolf 10 points each to your
houses. You guessed it. Also a couple chapters ago Dumbledore used a spell
on Molly's robe for the yule ball. It actually means something look it up.
More points to whoever can figure it out.
Enjoy.
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Molly was glad Transfig. was her last class of the day. Her back was really hurting and she needed to get off her feet. She didn't think she would have made it all the way up the stairs to Divination.
She plopped down into her seat next to Sophie and pulled a chair over to prop up her feet,
"Thank God it's Friday!"
"I'll second that." Sophie smiled.
"How are you feeling today, Miss O'Grady?" asked Dumbledore as he walked up to start the class.
"As well as can be expected."
"It won't be long now," he reassured her in a voice just above a whisper.
Molly tried to pay attention but she kept having terrible pains in her back. She thought of asking to go to the nurse, but she felt too weak to raise her hand. Then the room started swimming and everything went black.
Sophie screamed, "Professor, Molly's fainted!"
"Everyone stay where you are and work on your essays," Dumbledore sprang into action,
"I'm taking Miss O'Grady to the hospital wing." He was too worried to bother with magic. He just scooped her up in his arms and ran.
Molly faded in and out of consciousness. She heard Madam Pomfry say something about Preeclampsia and never having seen a case this bad before. Then another voice said something about the baby. Molly fought to stay alert. The cord was wrapped around the baby's neck. The pain was too much and once again Molly blacked out.
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When Molly woke again she still hurt all over, but something was different. Everything was quiet.
"My Baby!" She suddenly remembered, "Where's my baby?!" Dumbledore who had drifted off to sleep sitting next to her woke with a jolt. "You're awake, wonderful."
"Where's my baby? There was something wrong. Is it okay?"
"The baby is fine. You had a little girl." He smiled.
"A girl?" Molly leaned back against her pillows.
"You gave us quite a scare. There were a couple of moments when we thought we'd loose both of you."
"But she's okay. Can I see her?"
"It may be harder on you if you do see her."
"I just want to see my baby."
"I'll see what I can do." Dumbledore got up and left the room.
A second later the door opened again. This time it was Arthur. He crossed the room in two large strides and hugged her. "They came and got me out of class. I thought I was going to loose you."
"Arthur, I had a girl."
"I know they told me."
Dumbledore came in then carrying the smallest baby either one of them had ever seen and laid her in Molly's arms.
"She's so tiny." Molly cried.
"She's beautiful." Arthur reached out to touch his daughter's hand. The tiny fingers closed around his fingertip.
Molly looked up at him. She noticed something in his other hand. "Is that for me?"
"Oh yeah, I know they're your favorite." He handed her one pure white lily.
"It's beautiful. Thank you."
"Are you going to give her a name?" Dumbledore asked braking the moment.
"Lily," said Molly without a second thought, "Lilian Ginnavive Weasley."
* * *
Molly was glad Transfig. was her last class of the day. Her back was really hurting and she needed to get off her feet. She didn't think she would have made it all the way up the stairs to Divination.
She plopped down into her seat next to Sophie and pulled a chair over to prop up her feet,
"Thank God it's Friday!"
"I'll second that." Sophie smiled.
"How are you feeling today, Miss O'Grady?" asked Dumbledore as he walked up to start the class.
"As well as can be expected."
"It won't be long now," he reassured her in a voice just above a whisper.
Molly tried to pay attention but she kept having terrible pains in her back. She thought of asking to go to the nurse, but she felt too weak to raise her hand. Then the room started swimming and everything went black.
Sophie screamed, "Professor, Molly's fainted!"
"Everyone stay where you are and work on your essays," Dumbledore sprang into action,
"I'm taking Miss O'Grady to the hospital wing." He was too worried to bother with magic. He just scooped her up in his arms and ran.
Molly faded in and out of consciousness. She heard Madam Pomfry say something about Preeclampsia and never having seen a case this bad before. Then another voice said something about the baby. Molly fought to stay alert. The cord was wrapped around the baby's neck. The pain was too much and once again Molly blacked out.
* * *
When Molly woke again she still hurt all over, but something was different. Everything was quiet.
"My Baby!" She suddenly remembered, "Where's my baby?!" Dumbledore who had drifted off to sleep sitting next to her woke with a jolt. "You're awake, wonderful."
"Where's my baby? There was something wrong. Is it okay?"
"The baby is fine. You had a little girl." He smiled.
"A girl?" Molly leaned back against her pillows.
"You gave us quite a scare. There were a couple of moments when we thought we'd loose both of you."
"But she's okay. Can I see her?"
"It may be harder on you if you do see her."
"I just want to see my baby."
"I'll see what I can do." Dumbledore got up and left the room.
A second later the door opened again. This time it was Arthur. He crossed the room in two large strides and hugged her. "They came and got me out of class. I thought I was going to loose you."
"Arthur, I had a girl."
"I know they told me."
Dumbledore came in then carrying the smallest baby either one of them had ever seen and laid her in Molly's arms.
"She's so tiny." Molly cried.
"She's beautiful." Arthur reached out to touch his daughter's hand. The tiny fingers closed around his fingertip.
Molly looked up at him. She noticed something in his other hand. "Is that for me?"
"Oh yeah, I know they're your favorite." He handed her one pure white lily.
"It's beautiful. Thank you."
"Are you going to give her a name?" Dumbledore asked braking the moment.
"Lily," said Molly without a second thought, "Lilian Ginnavive Weasley."