Chapter Two: The Foetus Invisioned

Harry apparated into the apparation spot of Potter Manner, out of breath and flushed, as if he had been running.

Hermione slowly turned to him, her expression impassive.

"H-hey," Harry wheezed, "Got here as s-soon as I could… as you can tell."

He straightened up and looked at her expectantly…

"Now tell me! What was the urgent news you bought me here to tell me of?"He asked, the feeling of alarm still sizzling in his stomach.

She slowly took his hand and placed it over her stomach delicately and then stared at it, as if that explained it all.

"Really?" Harry ginned, half yelling. "You're pregnant? Oh honey, congratulations!"

He pulled her into a tight hug, squeezing her and not noticing her agitation.

"We're going to become parents! Wait 'til I tell Ron! Oh, this is wonderful."

Hermione shot him a weak smile.

"You don't seem too ecstatic…" Harry observed, kissing her forehead.

"Well, to be honest, this was completely unplanned and unexpected," She told him. "I don't know how it happened… I mean, we were careful enough, weren't we?"

Harry looked at her thoughtfully.

"Accidents do happen. But," Harry threw his arms into the air. "aren't you as happy as I am? Don't you want the baby?"

"Ofcourse I want the baby!" Hermione defended, shocked that he would assume otherwise. "However, I can not say that I am ecstatic YET. I mean, the reason I didn't want a baby now was so that I could finish my Auror course, leaving my spare time devoted to rearing a family… and to wait until you received enough money from your job that would satisfy you to resigning, to help me out… and…"

She began crying.

"Shh," He comforted, tightening his grip around her waist. "It's ok. I think we have enough money to keep us comfortable financially, so I'll quit now. I'll be there for you all the way. As for your Auror training, you can resume with it as soon as the little one is old enough to be looked after for by someone other than you. No worries."

She squeezed him.

"I'm sorry for going all emotional on you!" She apologized, wiping her tears with a tissue. "Must be hormones starting to kick in already."

"Understandable. So how far gone are you?"

"Two months."

"Wow!"

Months later…

"Harry! Harry! Wake up," an excited Hermione called, shaking him. "The day has come!"

"You're getting into labour?" He asked, siting upright.

She laughed.

"No, silly, it's too early for that! Have you forgotten? It's the 'ultrasound' day! We get to see the baby 3D and finally learn of its gender!"

"I'm getting up!" Harry shouted anxiously. "Let me fetch the floo powder!"

"You haven't even dressed up yet," Hermione laughed at her husband, whom was still in his pyjamas. "And preganant woman don't travel by floo, apparate or use portkey. My aren't we slow this morning!"

In the car, on their way to the clinic.

"I think he'll have your green eyes, my hair and your chin." Hermione mused.

"I agree he'll have my eyes, because these green eyes are dominating." He speculated.
"However I think he'll inherit the Granger chin. Your Mum has it, you have it and your mum's dad has it! No doubt the child will inherit it too."

"DNA is amazing."

"Oh for," Harry swore, honking. "Look at the mutant in front of us! I believe he'd lose a race against a turtle. Honestly, the drivers you get nowadays… either too slow or too fast!"

"Ok Harry, I understand your anticipation," she giggled. "But it's no reason to ignore your patience. One would think I'm already in labour what with the high speed you're picking up."

At the clinic…

"You both ready?" Healer Adrianna inquired, smiling at the couple.

"More than ready!" Hermione assured her, gripping Harry's hand and feeling like a kid going on her first rollarcoaster ride.

The nurse steadied her wand, and shot a curse at Hermione's direction. The curse caused a light to come out of Hermione's stomach… and a meter before her, turned into a holographic image of Hermione's womb.

Hermione exclaimed. "It's a girl!"

She turned to Harry, to see his reaction.

He was frowning.

"Hermione," he said, losing grip of her hand. His face had paled and his tone was serious. His green eyes penetrated through hers as if intending to scorch her soul. "Is there something you haven't told me?"

Hermione didn't know what to make of this. She was caught up between wailing and telling him that she didn't know what he was talking about. She wasn't hiding anything from him!

"The baby…" he said, looking at the foetus."It's… it's a duplicate of Malfoy!"

Hermione, tearing her eyes off her husband looked at her baby… and collapsed into Harry's arms.

The baby had Hermione eyes, and Malfoy's pointed nose as well as his white-blonde straight hair. The lips were unclaimed… but nothing of her even remotely resembled Harry. Her husband.