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Claimer: I own Jack Harry Arthur Potter, Maxmillian Xavier Black, and the entire 'de Varci' family.
This story is being used for entertainment purposes only, no money is being made and no violation of copyright intended.
Read, enjoy, and review!!! *****************************************************************
This chapter is dedicated to all my wonderful reviewers. *****************************************************************
Hermione woke up late the next day, with an awful headache. Obviously. Annoyed about having believed Lavender about the amount of alcohol in that purple drink, she dragged herself out of bed and went downstairs.
After drinking some of Lavender's hangover potion that she never went anywhere without, Hermione felt much better. She took a quick shower, and found the note that Lavender had taped to the bathroom door.
Herms-
I decided not to wake you. I'm going flying for a few hours, but I'll meet you for lunch at 1:00pm at Beachside Barbecue. I can't wait to hear how it went with Dean-
Lav
Flying? Hermione hadn't been flying in three years. Not since the day Jack was born.
**************************************************************** "Good! Herms. You're getting the hang of this!" Ron cried, seated behind her on the broomstick.
It was April, and the sky was blue and the birds were singing. The grounds were empty, as most students were out at Hogsmeade for the first Hogsmeade weekend of spring. Ron and Hermione had chosen to stay behind so that Ron could give Hermione another flying lesson, since he was determined to teach her how to play Quidditch.
"Am I really getting better?" Hermione asked. She was terrified, eyes closed, clinging tightly to the front of the broom.
"Sure you are. Now just open your eyes." Ron coaxed.
"Ron, I'm scared of heights-" Hermione protested.
"Bollucks. You told me yourself you've been up that Dyfel Bridge-"
"Eiffel Tower, Ron."
"Same thing. Open up." Ron said, more firmly.
"Fine." Hermione opened her eyes tentatively and gasped, nearly falling off. Ron tightened his grip on her waist.
"Relax. Just look around, eh? The Quidditch pitch looks like a tennis court from here doesn't it?"
"It does." Hermione agreed. "Hey, what's that dot below us?" Below them on the pitch, a ting dot was frantically moving around. Ron screwed up his eyes.
"No idea." He said, taking a pair of omniculars out of his pockets and looking through them. "Oh, it's just Harry."
"What's he doing?" Hermione asked.
"Er. dancing?" Ron said disbelievingly.
"Oh, give me those!" Hermione said, taking the omniculars from him. "Harry's yelling something. Jay. ee. jayee. Ginny? GINNY! SOMETHINGS UP WITH GINNY!"
Rom went into a dive so fast that Hermione screamed and dropped the omniculars. A few seconds later they landed next the Harry, who jumped on the broom in front of Hermione and kicked off again.
"Harry, what is it? What's happening? Where are we going?" Hermione asked.
"Ginny! Ginny - baby - coming now! Hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey, Floo Network! St. Mungo's! Damn broom!" Harry yelled, screeching the broom to halt outside the hospital wing window.
He flung the window open and jumped into the ward. Ron followed suit and hauled Hermione in after him. Hermione banished the broom to Ron's dormitory. When she turned around again, Harry was already gone and Ron was stepping into the green flames. Hermione took a pinch of powder from the box Madam Pomfrey was holding and flooed herself to St. Mungo's.
She landed in the waiting room. Harry had presumably gone through to Ginny, but Ron was making himself comfortable in a plastic hospital chair.
"Aren't you going through?" Hermione asked. Ron looked horrified.
"Herms, this is my SISTER we're talking about. No thanks." He said. Just then, the entire Weasley family Apparated into the waiting room.
"Hermione, dear, do you want to come through?" a very flustered Mrs. Weasley asked. Hermione nodded and followed the woman into Ginny's room. All the men stayed behind.
As they went through the door, Hermione narrowly escaped being hit by a cup of crushed ice that Ginny had hurled across the room. She ran to Ginny's bedside, where Harry was already seated in a chair.
"Oh good Mum, Harry, Herms, you're all here." Ginny gasped. "Where the HELL have you all been?"
"Sorry Gin, I had to go find Hermione and Ron-" Harry began.
"And that took you TWENTY FUCKING MINUTES?" Ginny snarled.
"Don't swear, Ginny." Mrs. Weasley chided.
"Hey Ginny, you want something? Candy a drink, anything?" Hermione asked.
"Some chocolate frogs would be great, Herms." Ginny replied.
"But the Healer said-" Harry began.
"FUCK THE HEALER-"
Hermione hurried out of the room and to the vending machines. She bought five sickles' worth of chocolate frogs and handed them over to Ginny.
"Thanks Herms, you're a live saver." Ginny said, tearing off the wrappers and cramming three in her mouth at once.
Nine hours later, Ginny was still swearing away and the baby showed no signs of being born soon. It was one a.m., and Hermione had been half- asleep on a hard hospital chair for a while now. She wanted nothing more than her bed at Hogwarts, soft, quiet and inviting. But she couldn't leave Ginny like this.
At about six a.m., Hermione awoke properly from her sleep-like trance. A Healer was leaning over a pale Ginny, muttering incantations. Mrs. Weasley was snoring away on the couch. But Harry was nowhere to be seen. When he didn't come back ten minutes later, Hermione went up to look for him.
After walking the hospital halls for a little bit, she found Harry hiding in a corner in the tea shop.
"Harry?" she said. He looked up from the chair where he'd been seated, staring at his shoes.
"Oh God, Herms! I can't do this! I hate seeing her in so much pain! Everyone was right. We're too young, we're not ready-"
"Harry, come on. She's having your baby, you could at least bother to be there-"
"But what if she DIES? And what if the baby's sick and it dies too? What if- "
"HARRY JAMES POTTER! GET YOUR ASS UP OUTTA THAT CHAIR AND GET INTO YOUR GIRLFRIENDS ROOM THIS ISTANT!" Hermione yelled. Harry looked shocked.
"Ok. No need to yell." He said, getting up. Hermione followed him back to the room. The Healer looked up as they came in. Mrs. Weasley had woken up and was sitting in Harry's chair next to Ginny.
"Just in time. One last push, Ginny." The Healer said efficiently. Ginny complied, swearing under her breath. Mrs. Weasley got up from her chair and danced around the room while the Healer cleaned off the baby.
"I'm a grandmother! Oh this is so exciting! Who would have thought my little girl would be the first? Oh, I'm so happy!" she cried. Harry and Ginny looked down at the little bundle in Ginny's arms.
"Look Harry. He has your eyes." Ginny smiled, pale and exhausted.
"He's amazing." Harry said, kissing his son's little fingers. Hermione followed Mrs. Weasley back out to the waiting room, where all the Weasley men were fast asleep. Grinning mischievously, Mrs. Weasley waved her wand. A large gong sounded and everyone jumped.
"Fire!!" Ron shouted.
"Where?" Bill asked.
"Help! Police!" Fred and George chorused.
"Holy crap!" Charlie yelled.
"Dinner?" Mr. Weasley scratched his head.
"Relax, guys." Hermione said.
"It's a boy!" Mrs. Weasley cried. Everyone got up and charged on legs unsteady from sleeping into Ginny's room.
"We named him Jack." Ginny said proudly, showing off her little boy.
"Jack Harry Arthur Potter." Harry grinned. Mr. Weasley looked immensely pleased.
Everyone cooed over Jack for ten minutes more, until the Healer kicked everyone out, reminding Hermione of Madam Pomfrey back at dear old Hogwarts. Harry would stay with Ginny for the remainder of her time in hospital, but Ron and Hermione were expected back at school. As Hermione was about to step into the fireplace, she looked back at the happy couple and smiled as Harry slipped a diamond ring onto Ginny's finger.
****************************************************************** A/N: Whew! For me, that's a huge chapter. Hope you like it. I know I haven't updated in ages, but I was SO SO SO busy with school and all. I'm sorry if this chappie has loads of errors, but I don't have time to check it if I'm going to post it tonight. REVIEW AND I'LL LOVE YOU FOREVER! And questions, don't hesitate to ask in your reviews.
Claimer: I own Jack Harry Arthur Potter, Maxmillian Xavier Black, and the entire 'de Varci' family.
This story is being used for entertainment purposes only, no money is being made and no violation of copyright intended.
Read, enjoy, and review!!! *****************************************************************
This chapter is dedicated to all my wonderful reviewers. *****************************************************************
Hermione woke up late the next day, with an awful headache. Obviously. Annoyed about having believed Lavender about the amount of alcohol in that purple drink, she dragged herself out of bed and went downstairs.
After drinking some of Lavender's hangover potion that she never went anywhere without, Hermione felt much better. She took a quick shower, and found the note that Lavender had taped to the bathroom door.
Herms-
I decided not to wake you. I'm going flying for a few hours, but I'll meet you for lunch at 1:00pm at Beachside Barbecue. I can't wait to hear how it went with Dean-
Lav
Flying? Hermione hadn't been flying in three years. Not since the day Jack was born.
**************************************************************** "Good! Herms. You're getting the hang of this!" Ron cried, seated behind her on the broomstick.
It was April, and the sky was blue and the birds were singing. The grounds were empty, as most students were out at Hogsmeade for the first Hogsmeade weekend of spring. Ron and Hermione had chosen to stay behind so that Ron could give Hermione another flying lesson, since he was determined to teach her how to play Quidditch.
"Am I really getting better?" Hermione asked. She was terrified, eyes closed, clinging tightly to the front of the broom.
"Sure you are. Now just open your eyes." Ron coaxed.
"Ron, I'm scared of heights-" Hermione protested.
"Bollucks. You told me yourself you've been up that Dyfel Bridge-"
"Eiffel Tower, Ron."
"Same thing. Open up." Ron said, more firmly.
"Fine." Hermione opened her eyes tentatively and gasped, nearly falling off. Ron tightened his grip on her waist.
"Relax. Just look around, eh? The Quidditch pitch looks like a tennis court from here doesn't it?"
"It does." Hermione agreed. "Hey, what's that dot below us?" Below them on the pitch, a ting dot was frantically moving around. Ron screwed up his eyes.
"No idea." He said, taking a pair of omniculars out of his pockets and looking through them. "Oh, it's just Harry."
"What's he doing?" Hermione asked.
"Er. dancing?" Ron said disbelievingly.
"Oh, give me those!" Hermione said, taking the omniculars from him. "Harry's yelling something. Jay. ee. jayee. Ginny? GINNY! SOMETHINGS UP WITH GINNY!"
Rom went into a dive so fast that Hermione screamed and dropped the omniculars. A few seconds later they landed next the Harry, who jumped on the broom in front of Hermione and kicked off again.
"Harry, what is it? What's happening? Where are we going?" Hermione asked.
"Ginny! Ginny - baby - coming now! Hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey, Floo Network! St. Mungo's! Damn broom!" Harry yelled, screeching the broom to halt outside the hospital wing window.
He flung the window open and jumped into the ward. Ron followed suit and hauled Hermione in after him. Hermione banished the broom to Ron's dormitory. When she turned around again, Harry was already gone and Ron was stepping into the green flames. Hermione took a pinch of powder from the box Madam Pomfrey was holding and flooed herself to St. Mungo's.
She landed in the waiting room. Harry had presumably gone through to Ginny, but Ron was making himself comfortable in a plastic hospital chair.
"Aren't you going through?" Hermione asked. Ron looked horrified.
"Herms, this is my SISTER we're talking about. No thanks." He said. Just then, the entire Weasley family Apparated into the waiting room.
"Hermione, dear, do you want to come through?" a very flustered Mrs. Weasley asked. Hermione nodded and followed the woman into Ginny's room. All the men stayed behind.
As they went through the door, Hermione narrowly escaped being hit by a cup of crushed ice that Ginny had hurled across the room. She ran to Ginny's bedside, where Harry was already seated in a chair.
"Oh good Mum, Harry, Herms, you're all here." Ginny gasped. "Where the HELL have you all been?"
"Sorry Gin, I had to go find Hermione and Ron-" Harry began.
"And that took you TWENTY FUCKING MINUTES?" Ginny snarled.
"Don't swear, Ginny." Mrs. Weasley chided.
"Hey Ginny, you want something? Candy a drink, anything?" Hermione asked.
"Some chocolate frogs would be great, Herms." Ginny replied.
"But the Healer said-" Harry began.
"FUCK THE HEALER-"
Hermione hurried out of the room and to the vending machines. She bought five sickles' worth of chocolate frogs and handed them over to Ginny.
"Thanks Herms, you're a live saver." Ginny said, tearing off the wrappers and cramming three in her mouth at once.
Nine hours later, Ginny was still swearing away and the baby showed no signs of being born soon. It was one a.m., and Hermione had been half- asleep on a hard hospital chair for a while now. She wanted nothing more than her bed at Hogwarts, soft, quiet and inviting. But she couldn't leave Ginny like this.
At about six a.m., Hermione awoke properly from her sleep-like trance. A Healer was leaning over a pale Ginny, muttering incantations. Mrs. Weasley was snoring away on the couch. But Harry was nowhere to be seen. When he didn't come back ten minutes later, Hermione went up to look for him.
After walking the hospital halls for a little bit, she found Harry hiding in a corner in the tea shop.
"Harry?" she said. He looked up from the chair where he'd been seated, staring at his shoes.
"Oh God, Herms! I can't do this! I hate seeing her in so much pain! Everyone was right. We're too young, we're not ready-"
"Harry, come on. She's having your baby, you could at least bother to be there-"
"But what if she DIES? And what if the baby's sick and it dies too? What if- "
"HARRY JAMES POTTER! GET YOUR ASS UP OUTTA THAT CHAIR AND GET INTO YOUR GIRLFRIENDS ROOM THIS ISTANT!" Hermione yelled. Harry looked shocked.
"Ok. No need to yell." He said, getting up. Hermione followed him back to the room. The Healer looked up as they came in. Mrs. Weasley had woken up and was sitting in Harry's chair next to Ginny.
"Just in time. One last push, Ginny." The Healer said efficiently. Ginny complied, swearing under her breath. Mrs. Weasley got up from her chair and danced around the room while the Healer cleaned off the baby.
"I'm a grandmother! Oh this is so exciting! Who would have thought my little girl would be the first? Oh, I'm so happy!" she cried. Harry and Ginny looked down at the little bundle in Ginny's arms.
"Look Harry. He has your eyes." Ginny smiled, pale and exhausted.
"He's amazing." Harry said, kissing his son's little fingers. Hermione followed Mrs. Weasley back out to the waiting room, where all the Weasley men were fast asleep. Grinning mischievously, Mrs. Weasley waved her wand. A large gong sounded and everyone jumped.
"Fire!!" Ron shouted.
"Where?" Bill asked.
"Help! Police!" Fred and George chorused.
"Holy crap!" Charlie yelled.
"Dinner?" Mr. Weasley scratched his head.
"Relax, guys." Hermione said.
"It's a boy!" Mrs. Weasley cried. Everyone got up and charged on legs unsteady from sleeping into Ginny's room.
"We named him Jack." Ginny said proudly, showing off her little boy.
"Jack Harry Arthur Potter." Harry grinned. Mr. Weasley looked immensely pleased.
Everyone cooed over Jack for ten minutes more, until the Healer kicked everyone out, reminding Hermione of Madam Pomfrey back at dear old Hogwarts. Harry would stay with Ginny for the remainder of her time in hospital, but Ron and Hermione were expected back at school. As Hermione was about to step into the fireplace, she looked back at the happy couple and smiled as Harry slipped a diamond ring onto Ginny's finger.
****************************************************************** A/N: Whew! For me, that's a huge chapter. Hope you like it. I know I haven't updated in ages, but I was SO SO SO busy with school and all. I'm sorry if this chappie has loads of errors, but I don't have time to check it if I'm going to post it tonight. REVIEW AND I'LL LOVE YOU FOREVER! And questions, don't hesitate to ask in your reviews.