Chapter 12

What Would You Name Her?

Mrs. Weasley dropped her spoon in the pot she had been stirring and appeared next to Hermione in an instant.

No one said anything for a moment. "He's alive Hermione, he's alive and we found him. He's waiting for you," Fred took Hermione's hand in his and gave it a tight squeeze.

Hermione stood motionless. There was quiet again. "Wait for me," she said cutting the silence. She dropped the bottle on the ground and dashed up the stairs. Hermione frantically threw open her closet and began searching through her piles of clothes. She pulled out a clean shirt and threw it on. She glanced at her sparkling engagement and wedding rings. Giving them a quick kiss she raced back downstairs.

Mrs. Weasley also appeared to have changed. She and Fred stood, speaking in hushed tones to one another.

Hermione stopped at Arianna's play pen. She smiled through the tears that were now falling and bent down and carefully picked up the fragile baby. Arianna had fallen asleep and Hermione tried not to wake her. Carrying her baby into the kitchen she walked up the Fred.

"Let's go," she said softly. Mrs. Weasley took Hermione's free hand in hers.

"Ready?" Fred asked taking his mother's other hand.

"Let's go," Mrs. Weasley cried.

"I've been ready," Hermione closed her eyes.

POP. The Burrow stood empty. Whatever Mrs. Weasley had been cooking in the pot boiled over and spilt all over the floor.

-FLASHBACK-

"Have you thought of any names yet?" Ginny exclaimed excitedly.

"Ginny," Hermione laughed. "We just found out. We don't even know if it's a boy or girl yet," she stood in the backyard of the Burrow amidst a small crowd. Ginny had pulled Hermione aside as soon as she could. When Hermione and George announced they were going to have a baby Ginny was anything but angry. George was right. She was the most excited person there.

"Well, I talked to George and he's 100 sure it's a girl," Ginny giggled.

"I know," Hermione sighed, shaking her head. "If this baby turns out to be a boy all he'll have is girl things. George refuses to buy anything but…" Hermione trailed off.

"What if you have a boy and a girl?" Ginny asked, suddenly thinking of the possibility.

"What are you talking about?" Hermione questioned, not sure what Ginny meant.

"Well, George is a twin. There is a chance you will have twins too."

"I never thought about that," Hermione replied worried at this new possibility.

Ginny shrugged. "It's not a for sure thing." Hermione nodded. "Well, I better go find Harry. He's probably stuck out there greeting everyone by himself. We'll see you later," Ginny waved and ran off.

As Hermione waved goodbye she felt someone's arms wrap around her waist. "What do you say we get out of here?" George whispered.

"George," Hermione rested her head back on his shoulder. "It's your sister's and my best friend's engagement party. Does that not mean anything to you?"

"Not really, no," George shook his head and kissed the side of her neck.

"George," Hermione pulled her neck away from his lips but stayed wrapped in his arms. "Not here."

"Fine," George rested his chin on her shoulder. "Well, can we at least hide? Mum's coming."

"George!" Hermione lightly hit his arm. "You're so bad."

Before either one could say anything else Mrs. Weasley rushed over to them pulling Hermione out of George's arms and into hers.

"Hermione, oh dear, this is so exciting," Mrs. Weasley kissed Hermione's cheek and than moved in on her son. "George honey. Awww. My baby's going to have a baby."

"Mum," George struggled out of her arms.

"Sorry," Mrs. Weasley wiped the tears from her cheek. "Oh," Mrs. Weasley gushed as she headed away from them towards some guests.

"I told you we should have hid," George muttered.

Hermione gave him a look, the look that told him she disapproved what he was saying but in a way she kind of agreed. "George, Ginny made me think."

"Ginny made you think?!" George pretended to looked surprised. "I thought you did that on you own."

This time the look Hermione gave him wasn't too pleasant. He shut his mouth quickly. "Do you think we'll have twins?" she carried on.

George stood for a second, pondering this. "No, we're just having a girl."

"George. You can't just guess these things. How do you know?" Hermione asked, frustrated by her husbands continued comments on the subject.

George gave her a quick kiss. "O.k. Pretend you knew she was a girl. What would you name her?"

"Um…I never thought about it," Hermione thought. "I always liked the name Alicia."

"That's pretty," George nodded in agreement. "What about Arianna?"

"Arianna," Hermione repeated. "I like it. It's beautiful," she smiled.

George pulled Hermione closer to him. "So if it's a girl….Arianna?"

"If it's a girl, Arianna," Hermione agreed. She actually truly loved the name.

George kissed her again. This time Hermione didn't care about the guests. She kissed him back. No one would ever understand how much she loved this man.

Author's Note - Sorry it took so long to update. I've been swamped with work and I don't think the teachers are cutting back. I got exams coming up at the end of the month and all my final essays and projects....the list goes on. I'm really sorry if i don't update soon. I was supposed to be working on one of my millions of projects now but i decided not to deprive anyone longer. HOPE YOU LIKE IT.