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A few weeks later, Hermione woke up and looked at the time. It was four o'clock in the morning and Draco was right behind her. She was obviously at his place judging by her surroundings and her tummy was feeling extremely weird. Something hit hard in her stomach and she let out a cry of anguish. It hit her extremely hard in the head to. Her contractions had started.
But it couldn't be. She was nearly four weeks early. But she was getting regular pains.
"Draco! Draco! Wake up!" she muttered.
"Hmm.What is it, love?" he said sleepily.
"Honey, I think my contractions have started," Hermione said.
"What? But you're nearly four, or something like that, weeks early! No, the baby is kicking. Go back to sleep!" Draco said.
"Draco, I'm serious. I think my contractions have started. It hurts a lot more than it does when the baby kicks, trust me. We have to get to a hospital. As soon as possible," Hermione said urgently. Draco sat up slightly and placed his hand on her stomach. He swore a string of words that were so black that they can't be written down, and got up.
"What? What is it, Draco?" Hermione asked.
"You're stomach is making movements that aren't normal. We'll take you to a normal hospital. They can take this sort of thing better," he finished whilst packing a small bag for her. Hermione tried to get up but she collapsed from the feeling in her belly. Draco had meanwhile finished packing the bag and gathered Hermione up in his arms, obviously very carefully, and carried her to the car.
He slid her in, pyjamas and all, and drove as quickly as he was allowed. Hermione meanwhile was breathing quickly and moaning from the pain. They pulled up outside the emergency maternity ward and he raced inside. A few minutes later he returned with some nurses and doctors wheeling a stretcher type bed.
It wasn't long and Hermione was yelling from the pain. It was unbearable! How could people have six? She couldn't understand. She was in a hospital gown with the doctor trying to watch for any baby's head. He had assured the pair, Draco and Hermione, that she was indeed in labour, but it looked as though it could be a while. Draco was gripping Hermione's hand and every time she felt a wince of pain she would yell and Draco would flinch. If he was finding it painful, what was she going through? He decided then that he was glad to be a male. But Draco was determined to hold it out for Hermione's sake. What was the use in him fainting or yelling when he wasn't even having the baby? Hermione screamed again and Draco could only try and help. He went behind her and tried to massage her back and neck and try to get her to breathe like they had read. Deep breaths were good, the book had said, but all Hermione could do was swear and say how were you meant to get deep breaths when you've got a baby coming out through your rear end!
After half an hour the doctor said to call them if there were any changes. Draco tried to reassure Hermione and kept urging her to push with the pain. Everytime Hermione let out a shout of pain, Draco told her to push.
Fifteen minutes went by and Draco decided to check. Something was coming.
"Doctor! Doctor!" Draco yelled. Within seconds the doctor was by their side.
"Doc, something's coming!" he said. What else was he to say? "Yeah, I think the baby's comin' through her hole down there, could be its head. I dunno really." That would have really gone down well. The doctor had a look, and Draco saw a flash of her ID card. Her name was Marie Armtaige.
"Hermione, listen to me. You must push with the pain. I can see the head coming. It looks a bit small, but it is four weeks early, but it looks ok. Now push with the pain. Yes, I know it hurts, I've had three myself," Dr Marie said.
"Thr.ee!" Hermione gasped through the pain. "I ca.n't sta.nd o.ne le.t al.one th.ree! AAAHHH!" She finished, screaming.
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"It's a girl! Congratulations, Hermione and Draco, you're now a family, parents. I'll leave you to think while I get this baby an incubator. You can hold her, but be very careful," Dr Armtaige instructed, walking off.
"Oh, 'Mione! She's beautiful!" Draco said handing the little bundle to Hermione. But all Hermione could do was burst into tears.
"What's the matter, 'Mione? You're a mother, and you'll be a damn good one at that. How can you cry?"
"My hormones are hic all over the hic place. I am hic overwhelmed hic by it all hic." Hermione replied, now battling the hiccups. Draco gave her a hug and the doctor returned.
"So any ideas for a name?" she asked smiling.
"No, but could we have a phone? We have some very important calls to make," Draco said, handing the tiny bundle to the doctor.
"Sure. I'll be back in a sec," and she bustled off.
"What about Louise or Michelle?" Draco asked.
"You are so boring. I think Harrietta is a bit more exotic," Hermione replied defiantly.
"No. Harrietta Malfoy? It doesn't really go. What about Hillary? That's still nice," Draco retorted.
"Not Hillary. I don't like that name after what happened to Hillary Clinton," Draco rolled his eyes. "What about Fleur? Fleur Malfoy. Goes ok," Hermione said slowly, thinking.
"Yeah, Fleur's ok. I can live with that. Yeah, Fleur it is," Draco said convincingly. The doctor came back in and asked what they were going to call the baby.
"Fleur," the pair answered in unison.
"What a pretty name! Oh, for the day's my name could be pretty. Anyway, never mind. I am who I am and no one can change that! Now, normally we do an ultrasound after the baby is born just to check there isn't anything left. I heard from another hospital you had an accident a few weeks ago," Dr Armtaige said.
The couple blinked.
"Oh yes. She got so exhausted she fainted. They gave an ultrasound then, just to check everything," Draco said quickly when they realised what she was saying. Dr Armtaige leant close and spoke so softly the pair could barely here her.
"It's ok. I'm a witch too. Though I come from Mandahorn, a school in Nebraska. When the fax came through no one could understand it. It was written in Changan, a language few speak, like Parsel Tongue. I know all about our expeditions. It's ok!" Dr Armtaige, a witch? They could have gone to St Mungo's for that!
"I think we should leave our new mother alone for some rest. She looks pretty tired," Armtaige said.
"Yeah. I have some phone calls to make, 'Mione. I won't go far," Draco said. Then he remembered his promise that he would never leave her. Dr Armtaige had already left.
"Draco, stay here, please. Crawl into the bed with me. I don't want you to go," Hermione said sounding a bit scared and worried. Draco went around the bed and crawled in and wrapped his arms around her body. They were both asleep very quickly.
Dr Armtaige wondered where Draco had gotten to so she went back to the room. They were curled up in bed together. Normally she wouldn't have allowed it, but they were fellow witches and wizards. So she smiled and walked off.
A/N: Aw! Fleur! How cute! I ran out of ideas for a name that would go with Malfoy or Granger so I consulted earlier books and thought that was pretty. I also looked everywhere else and thought that Fleur Malfoy kind of went together. I hate J.K. Rowling in some ways for Draco's last name because it is so difficult to go with things. Anyway, next chapter hopefully up soon. Rough sketch for everyone. Probably baby and mum go home. Phone people and tell them. Ginny makes wedding decisions. I think from that story map it will be a filler chapter. But you'll have to wait and see and read and review your suggestions, won't you! Because that way I can incorporate your ideas (and some are good). See you! Cuppy
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A few weeks later, Hermione woke up and looked at the time. It was four o'clock in the morning and Draco was right behind her. She was obviously at his place judging by her surroundings and her tummy was feeling extremely weird. Something hit hard in her stomach and she let out a cry of anguish. It hit her extremely hard in the head to. Her contractions had started.
But it couldn't be. She was nearly four weeks early. But she was getting regular pains.
"Draco! Draco! Wake up!" she muttered.
"Hmm.What is it, love?" he said sleepily.
"Honey, I think my contractions have started," Hermione said.
"What? But you're nearly four, or something like that, weeks early! No, the baby is kicking. Go back to sleep!" Draco said.
"Draco, I'm serious. I think my contractions have started. It hurts a lot more than it does when the baby kicks, trust me. We have to get to a hospital. As soon as possible," Hermione said urgently. Draco sat up slightly and placed his hand on her stomach. He swore a string of words that were so black that they can't be written down, and got up.
"What? What is it, Draco?" Hermione asked.
"You're stomach is making movements that aren't normal. We'll take you to a normal hospital. They can take this sort of thing better," he finished whilst packing a small bag for her. Hermione tried to get up but she collapsed from the feeling in her belly. Draco had meanwhile finished packing the bag and gathered Hermione up in his arms, obviously very carefully, and carried her to the car.
He slid her in, pyjamas and all, and drove as quickly as he was allowed. Hermione meanwhile was breathing quickly and moaning from the pain. They pulled up outside the emergency maternity ward and he raced inside. A few minutes later he returned with some nurses and doctors wheeling a stretcher type bed.
It wasn't long and Hermione was yelling from the pain. It was unbearable! How could people have six? She couldn't understand. She was in a hospital gown with the doctor trying to watch for any baby's head. He had assured the pair, Draco and Hermione, that she was indeed in labour, but it looked as though it could be a while. Draco was gripping Hermione's hand and every time she felt a wince of pain she would yell and Draco would flinch. If he was finding it painful, what was she going through? He decided then that he was glad to be a male. But Draco was determined to hold it out for Hermione's sake. What was the use in him fainting or yelling when he wasn't even having the baby? Hermione screamed again and Draco could only try and help. He went behind her and tried to massage her back and neck and try to get her to breathe like they had read. Deep breaths were good, the book had said, but all Hermione could do was swear and say how were you meant to get deep breaths when you've got a baby coming out through your rear end!
After half an hour the doctor said to call them if there were any changes. Draco tried to reassure Hermione and kept urging her to push with the pain. Everytime Hermione let out a shout of pain, Draco told her to push.
Fifteen minutes went by and Draco decided to check. Something was coming.
"Doctor! Doctor!" Draco yelled. Within seconds the doctor was by their side.
"Doc, something's coming!" he said. What else was he to say? "Yeah, I think the baby's comin' through her hole down there, could be its head. I dunno really." That would have really gone down well. The doctor had a look, and Draco saw a flash of her ID card. Her name was Marie Armtaige.
"Hermione, listen to me. You must push with the pain. I can see the head coming. It looks a bit small, but it is four weeks early, but it looks ok. Now push with the pain. Yes, I know it hurts, I've had three myself," Dr Marie said.
"Thr.ee!" Hermione gasped through the pain. "I ca.n't sta.nd o.ne le.t al.one th.ree! AAAHHH!" She finished, screaming.
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"It's a girl! Congratulations, Hermione and Draco, you're now a family, parents. I'll leave you to think while I get this baby an incubator. You can hold her, but be very careful," Dr Armtaige instructed, walking off.
"Oh, 'Mione! She's beautiful!" Draco said handing the little bundle to Hermione. But all Hermione could do was burst into tears.
"What's the matter, 'Mione? You're a mother, and you'll be a damn good one at that. How can you cry?"
"My hormones are hic all over the hic place. I am hic overwhelmed hic by it all hic." Hermione replied, now battling the hiccups. Draco gave her a hug and the doctor returned.
"So any ideas for a name?" she asked smiling.
"No, but could we have a phone? We have some very important calls to make," Draco said, handing the tiny bundle to the doctor.
"Sure. I'll be back in a sec," and she bustled off.
"What about Louise or Michelle?" Draco asked.
"You are so boring. I think Harrietta is a bit more exotic," Hermione replied defiantly.
"No. Harrietta Malfoy? It doesn't really go. What about Hillary? That's still nice," Draco retorted.
"Not Hillary. I don't like that name after what happened to Hillary Clinton," Draco rolled his eyes. "What about Fleur? Fleur Malfoy. Goes ok," Hermione said slowly, thinking.
"Yeah, Fleur's ok. I can live with that. Yeah, Fleur it is," Draco said convincingly. The doctor came back in and asked what they were going to call the baby.
"Fleur," the pair answered in unison.
"What a pretty name! Oh, for the day's my name could be pretty. Anyway, never mind. I am who I am and no one can change that! Now, normally we do an ultrasound after the baby is born just to check there isn't anything left. I heard from another hospital you had an accident a few weeks ago," Dr Armtaige said.
The couple blinked.
"Oh yes. She got so exhausted she fainted. They gave an ultrasound then, just to check everything," Draco said quickly when they realised what she was saying. Dr Armtaige leant close and spoke so softly the pair could barely here her.
"It's ok. I'm a witch too. Though I come from Mandahorn, a school in Nebraska. When the fax came through no one could understand it. It was written in Changan, a language few speak, like Parsel Tongue. I know all about our expeditions. It's ok!" Dr Armtaige, a witch? They could have gone to St Mungo's for that!
"I think we should leave our new mother alone for some rest. She looks pretty tired," Armtaige said.
"Yeah. I have some phone calls to make, 'Mione. I won't go far," Draco said. Then he remembered his promise that he would never leave her. Dr Armtaige had already left.
"Draco, stay here, please. Crawl into the bed with me. I don't want you to go," Hermione said sounding a bit scared and worried. Draco went around the bed and crawled in and wrapped his arms around her body. They were both asleep very quickly.
Dr Armtaige wondered where Draco had gotten to so she went back to the room. They were curled up in bed together. Normally she wouldn't have allowed it, but they were fellow witches and wizards. So she smiled and walked off.
A/N: Aw! Fleur! How cute! I ran out of ideas for a name that would go with Malfoy or Granger so I consulted earlier books and thought that was pretty. I also looked everywhere else and thought that Fleur Malfoy kind of went together. I hate J.K. Rowling in some ways for Draco's last name because it is so difficult to go with things. Anyway, next chapter hopefully up soon. Rough sketch for everyone. Probably baby and mum go home. Phone people and tell them. Ginny makes wedding decisions. I think from that story map it will be a filler chapter. But you'll have to wait and see and read and review your suggestions, won't you! Because that way I can incorporate your ideas (and some are good). See you! Cuppy