Chapter 7- Oh My God! Your Parents and Your What?
December sixteenth, one forty-eight a.m. "Congradulations, Ms. Granger, it's a boy!"
"Look Harry, it's our baby, isn't he beautiful?"
"Yes, he is, 'Mione, just like his mother."
"Your the father?" asked the doctor.
"Yeah, he is," Hermione answered. The doctor left them for a bit, in which they held and talked to their baby boy, with his head full of dark brown hair, and green eyes, good thing Harry reappeared or those might have just gave away the father.
The Doctor and nurse came back in, "We're going to take him for awhile, check him over, bathe him, let you have time to fill out this paper work, name him, etc."
"Thanks Doc."
"Not a problem, Sir."
The Weasley's, Granger's, Remus, Hagrid and Blaise watched, through the ward windows as the baby, who's bassanet is labled, Boy-Granger was bathed and checked over, when........
in came a nurse, who changed the name tag to read:
Boy-Potter, Sirius James.
Mrs. Granger feinted, Mrs. Weasley feinted, Ron feinted and the rest stood there in shock, two humungous shocks in one night! Harry and Hermione have a baby! was the primary thought through there heads, the three feinters waking up a few minutes later and all stood in shock with basically the same thoughts courseing through their minds.
Sirius James was brought back to his parents, "So, 'Mione, who do we explain to first?"
"I guess my parents deserve am explanation, Moony, he's the closest to your parents and Sirius, and the Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, they've practically adopted us, especially you."
"So, the adults first, then the rest and Hagrid?"
"Yeah."
"Alright, I guess I'll go get them, Sirius looks like he's hungry anyway."
Harry left to the watiting room, "Mr. and Mrs. Granger, Remus, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, will you come in, so we can um.. I guess.. explain?" The five followed Harry.
"So, when were you going to tell us about the two, now three of you?" asked Remus.
"Well, if I'd never came back, if I'd been killed, If I dissapeared, Hermione was to never divulge that I was Sirius's father."
"Why?" asked Mrs. Granger.
"It would have been too dangerous, for both Hermione and Sirius, and he would have been named whatever Hermione wanted, not what we decided on, he would have been a Granger, not a Potter, he would only know me as his mother's deceased or lost friend."
"I still don't understand why it'd be so dangerous for Hermione and my grandson?"
"Because, the evil wizard that tried to kill me, when I was a baby, if I died, and he found out I had a child, he'd for sure kill him and Hermione, that's also why we kept our relationship secret, so Voldemort wouldn't have gone after Hermione, I don't want more people hurt because of me."
"So, what's going to happen, now?" asked Mr. Granger.
"We're going to raise our son," Hermione answered.
"Do you have any commitment to each other, or might one of you waklk away in a few years?" asked Mr. gRANGER.
At that moment as if on cue, little Sirius pulled on his mother's necklace, revealing the ring!
"Harry!" exclaimed Remus.
"Hmm?" Harry said holding, watching his son.
"You Proposed!?" Which brought the rest of the room to complete attention.
"Is that the ring James gave to Lily?"
"No, it's similar to my parents ring, not the same different engravering, style, and the such."
"When did you propose, Harry?" asked Arthur.
"In April, actually, right before 'Mione told me about this little guy," meaning the baby in his arms.
"So, you didn't propose because of the baby?" asked Mrs. Granger.
"No, I had no idea, I just wanted to, just incase I died, she'd have something to remember me by, I love her, I'd die for her."
"And boy do I know it."
"So, how did he come about?" asked Arthur.
"It's actually partially Ron's fault," Harry said.
"How is that?" asked Molly.
"He got us drunk," Hermione answered.
"Why would he do that?" asked Remus.
"He wanted us to admit our feelings for each other, which we'd already did, in the beginning of the year, they must've tried everything to hook us up, but in secret we actually were a couple, but only known to each other, so they wasted all those great plans on nothing, it was hilarious for us though, the three of them trying to set us up and then they brought in the twins help, and that led to Sirius."
"So the two of you had an interesting seventh year at Hogwarts?" asked Mr. Granger.
"No, Dad, we had an interesting, adventure filled seven years at Hogwarts."
"Yeah, so did I," commented Moony.
"Oh, we know you did, Moony," Harry replied.
"You both do realize you essentially named your child, Padfoot Prongs Potter, right?"
"Never thought of it that way, why?" asked Hermione (Hermione not thinking unbelievable, j/k)
"You named him after the two ibbest pranksters in Hogwarts History, still hold the detention record, too, if I'm not mistaken, and your close behind aren't you, Harry?" asked Moony.
"I'm number five, after My Dad, Padfoot, Fred, and George, cause of fifth year, must of had detention for just about the entire first term, Moony aren't you close behind, being an ex-marauder?"
"Yeah, Congradulations!" and he hugged them both and held Sirius.
"So, who are the godparents going to be?" asked Arthur.
"We're going to ask Ron and Ginny," answered Hermione.
"Ginny'll be home for Christmas," Molly added.
"Awesome! We'll ask her then," Harry exclaimed. The parents were taking turns holding little Sirius, when Harry let Ron and the rest in. There was a chorus of "Congradulations," and Hug going around.
"Ron?" asked Harry and Hermione.
"Hmm?"
"Will yo-," they were cut off.
"Aren't you going to explain?" asked Ron.
"We secretly got together in October and Ron, Do you remember the Butterbeer incident?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, that's enough explaining," Harry joked.
"'Mione, would you like to do the honors?"
"Of course, Ron, will you be Sirius's godfather?"
"Hell Yeah I will, of course, I'd love to!" exclaimed Ron joyously.
"That's settled then," Harry said, and together they said, "Thanks Ron, " and hugged there mutual best friend, Hagrid presently holding Sirius, talk about big and little.
~~~~~~~ wee hours of the morning august 27- Author's huge note: Hello all of you loyal readers, hey if your still reading this you must be loyal, eh? Alright then, Hi, I'm your compleately insane author, who's been 18 for a week and is already going to be living on her own, just don't know where yet,ahh, why does my family have to be such idiots, with the exception of my Dad? I was supposed to live with my Aunt, but no I can't now, 4 days before I'm supposed to move in, ugh and I'm for sure NOT going to live with my grandma, no electricity!!! PLus none stop bitching, complaining, non stop stress, plus this is my senior year of high school, i've got ot apply to colleges,ahhhhhhhhh, i can't sleep ahhhhhhhh, too much homewok on the second day of schoolahhhhhhhh, sorry i'll update when ever i can, alright? please bare with me and my hectic who know's where I'll be tomorrow, life, alright? thanks to all of you reviwers, I'm considering an alternate ending, shall i go for it, but first i have to make the first ending, let me know what you think and i;'ll get back to you someday when i'm settled, plus i've gotta get a job, ahhh what am i goin g to do w/ marching band, pepband, a job, hockey in the winter and school, sorry i'll stop rambling, please review for your stressed out author, please, thanks to those who do, love ya.
-ears91
December sixteenth, one forty-eight a.m. "Congradulations, Ms. Granger, it's a boy!"
"Look Harry, it's our baby, isn't he beautiful?"
"Yes, he is, 'Mione, just like his mother."
"Your the father?" asked the doctor.
"Yeah, he is," Hermione answered. The doctor left them for a bit, in which they held and talked to their baby boy, with his head full of dark brown hair, and green eyes, good thing Harry reappeared or those might have just gave away the father.
The Doctor and nurse came back in, "We're going to take him for awhile, check him over, bathe him, let you have time to fill out this paper work, name him, etc."
"Thanks Doc."
"Not a problem, Sir."
The Weasley's, Granger's, Remus, Hagrid and Blaise watched, through the ward windows as the baby, who's bassanet is labled, Boy-Granger was bathed and checked over, when........
in came a nurse, who changed the name tag to read:
Boy-Potter, Sirius James.
Mrs. Granger feinted, Mrs. Weasley feinted, Ron feinted and the rest stood there in shock, two humungous shocks in one night! Harry and Hermione have a baby! was the primary thought through there heads, the three feinters waking up a few minutes later and all stood in shock with basically the same thoughts courseing through their minds.
Sirius James was brought back to his parents, "So, 'Mione, who do we explain to first?"
"I guess my parents deserve am explanation, Moony, he's the closest to your parents and Sirius, and the Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, they've practically adopted us, especially you."
"So, the adults first, then the rest and Hagrid?"
"Yeah."
"Alright, I guess I'll go get them, Sirius looks like he's hungry anyway."
Harry left to the watiting room, "Mr. and Mrs. Granger, Remus, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, will you come in, so we can um.. I guess.. explain?" The five followed Harry.
"So, when were you going to tell us about the two, now three of you?" asked Remus.
"Well, if I'd never came back, if I'd been killed, If I dissapeared, Hermione was to never divulge that I was Sirius's father."
"Why?" asked Mrs. Granger.
"It would have been too dangerous, for both Hermione and Sirius, and he would have been named whatever Hermione wanted, not what we decided on, he would have been a Granger, not a Potter, he would only know me as his mother's deceased or lost friend."
"I still don't understand why it'd be so dangerous for Hermione and my grandson?"
"Because, the evil wizard that tried to kill me, when I was a baby, if I died, and he found out I had a child, he'd for sure kill him and Hermione, that's also why we kept our relationship secret, so Voldemort wouldn't have gone after Hermione, I don't want more people hurt because of me."
"So, what's going to happen, now?" asked Mr. Granger.
"We're going to raise our son," Hermione answered.
"Do you have any commitment to each other, or might one of you waklk away in a few years?" asked Mr. gRANGER.
At that moment as if on cue, little Sirius pulled on his mother's necklace, revealing the ring!
"Harry!" exclaimed Remus.
"Hmm?" Harry said holding, watching his son.
"You Proposed!?" Which brought the rest of the room to complete attention.
"Is that the ring James gave to Lily?"
"No, it's similar to my parents ring, not the same different engravering, style, and the such."
"When did you propose, Harry?" asked Arthur.
"In April, actually, right before 'Mione told me about this little guy," meaning the baby in his arms.
"So, you didn't propose because of the baby?" asked Mrs. Granger.
"No, I had no idea, I just wanted to, just incase I died, she'd have something to remember me by, I love her, I'd die for her."
"And boy do I know it."
"So, how did he come about?" asked Arthur.
"It's actually partially Ron's fault," Harry said.
"How is that?" asked Molly.
"He got us drunk," Hermione answered.
"Why would he do that?" asked Remus.
"He wanted us to admit our feelings for each other, which we'd already did, in the beginning of the year, they must've tried everything to hook us up, but in secret we actually were a couple, but only known to each other, so they wasted all those great plans on nothing, it was hilarious for us though, the three of them trying to set us up and then they brought in the twins help, and that led to Sirius."
"So the two of you had an interesting seventh year at Hogwarts?" asked Mr. Granger.
"No, Dad, we had an interesting, adventure filled seven years at Hogwarts."
"Yeah, so did I," commented Moony.
"Oh, we know you did, Moony," Harry replied.
"You both do realize you essentially named your child, Padfoot Prongs Potter, right?"
"Never thought of it that way, why?" asked Hermione (Hermione not thinking unbelievable, j/k)
"You named him after the two ibbest pranksters in Hogwarts History, still hold the detention record, too, if I'm not mistaken, and your close behind aren't you, Harry?" asked Moony.
"I'm number five, after My Dad, Padfoot, Fred, and George, cause of fifth year, must of had detention for just about the entire first term, Moony aren't you close behind, being an ex-marauder?"
"Yeah, Congradulations!" and he hugged them both and held Sirius.
"So, who are the godparents going to be?" asked Arthur.
"We're going to ask Ron and Ginny," answered Hermione.
"Ginny'll be home for Christmas," Molly added.
"Awesome! We'll ask her then," Harry exclaimed. The parents were taking turns holding little Sirius, when Harry let Ron and the rest in. There was a chorus of "Congradulations," and Hug going around.
"Ron?" asked Harry and Hermione.
"Hmm?"
"Will yo-," they were cut off.
"Aren't you going to explain?" asked Ron.
"We secretly got together in October and Ron, Do you remember the Butterbeer incident?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, that's enough explaining," Harry joked.
"'Mione, would you like to do the honors?"
"Of course, Ron, will you be Sirius's godfather?"
"Hell Yeah I will, of course, I'd love to!" exclaimed Ron joyously.
"That's settled then," Harry said, and together they said, "Thanks Ron, " and hugged there mutual best friend, Hagrid presently holding Sirius, talk about big and little.
~~~~~~~ wee hours of the morning august 27- Author's huge note: Hello all of you loyal readers, hey if your still reading this you must be loyal, eh? Alright then, Hi, I'm your compleately insane author, who's been 18 for a week and is already going to be living on her own, just don't know where yet,ahh, why does my family have to be such idiots, with the exception of my Dad? I was supposed to live with my Aunt, but no I can't now, 4 days before I'm supposed to move in, ugh and I'm for sure NOT going to live with my grandma, no electricity!!! PLus none stop bitching, complaining, non stop stress, plus this is my senior year of high school, i've got ot apply to colleges,ahhhhhhhhh, i can't sleep ahhhhhhhh, too much homewok on the second day of schoolahhhhhhhh, sorry i'll update when ever i can, alright? please bare with me and my hectic who know's where I'll be tomorrow, life, alright? thanks to all of you reviwers, I'm considering an alternate ending, shall i go for it, but first i have to make the first ending, let me know what you think and i;'ll get back to you someday when i'm settled, plus i've gotta get a job, ahhh what am i goin g to do w/ marching band, pepband, a job, hockey in the winter and school, sorry i'll stop rambling, please review for your stressed out author, please, thanks to those who do, love ya.
-ears91