Chapter 13
"Hermione"
James walked up to Katrina, wand raised. He noticed how pale Katrina looked and that she seemed she might faint. He held out his hand.
"Here, take my hand." said James.
Katrina looked at the man's outstretched hand. She heard the roar of the river, the howl of the wind, the soothing song of the crickets. She closed her eyes and saw Tom's face. She saw them lying in a grassy field under a clear sky, away from death, away from worries, just in their own little world.
Katrina looked at James. She seemed to stretch out her hand. Just before James could grasp her hand, Katrina stepped over the ledge.
"I love you Tom" she thought just before stepping over.
Katrina fell into the raging river below. The sudden impact killed her instantly. James looked over the ledge. She was gone. The river had swallowed her.
-London, that very night-
Storm clouds had descended over the city, unleashing waves of needle- pricking rain as lightning danced across the darkened sky. The Mercy Center Hospital was over flooded with patients, minor and major emergencies. Doctors and nurses ran from room to room. Thunder clapped overhead, causing many to jump in fright. A nurse ran from the deliver room calling for a doctor.
"Now you just be calm Mrs. Granger. Doctor Ford is on his way." said a black nurse.
A short, lean woman with long, chocolate colored hair and misty blue eyes laid down on a comfortable bed. She was in her early twenties and was clutching her husband's hand very tightly.
"Geese Linda, trying to break my hand off?" asked her husband, a tall, lean man with light brown hair and cinnamon colored eyes.
"God dammit Chuck!" screamed Linda. "How would you like to be giving birth to our first child?"
Doctor Ford, a small, pudgy man with graying hair and large glasses rushed in with two more nurses.
"I'm so sorry, Mrs. Granger." he said.
"Shut up and get this kid out of me!" screamed Linda as a wave of pain hit her.
The storm grew fiercer by the minute. Chuck held his wife's hand as the doctor gave orders to the nurses.
"Give us a strong push, Mrs. Granger." said Doctor Ford.
The baby came out.
-Katrina watched as the river came nearer to her. She heard it's monstrous roar. She saw Tom. She saw her parents, but younger.-
-Katrina hit the water at a terrible, sickening speed.-
The baby took in its first breath. The lights in the room exploded. Thunder exploded overhead. The rain was driving furiously against the hospital. The baby gave a soft cry.
Kerosene lamps were lit. The light bulbs in the room were ruined and would be replaced shortly.
"Congratulations. You have a baby girl." said Doctor Ford.
Doctor Ford handed the baby girl to her mother. Linda took her in her arms while Chuck leaned in for a closer look. The baby girl had cinnamon eyes just like her father. A small tuft of chocolate brown hair crowned her tiny head. She had smooth, pale skin, and a strange birthmark on the small of her back, a tiny circle that looked like a full moon crowned with three tiny stars.
"What will you be naming her?" asked the black nurse.
Linda looked at her daughter.
"Hermione. Hermione Suzzette Kasandria Granger." replied Linda.
"Such a beautiful name." said the black nurse.
Chuck knew that Suzzette was Linda's mom's name and Kasandria was his mom's name, but Hermione?
"It came to me a in a dream." said Linda when her husband asked her.
Little Hermione slept soundly in her mother's arms. The storm had vanished just as quickly as it came. The light from the full moon streaked into the room.
A magical quill at Hogwarts wrote down names of children born with magical powers or magical potential. Those children who were carefully selected by the quill were asked to attend Hogwarts when they reached the age of ten. The quill came to life and scrolled down a name.
"Hermione Suzzette Kasandria Granger."
"Hermione"
James walked up to Katrina, wand raised. He noticed how pale Katrina looked and that she seemed she might faint. He held out his hand.
"Here, take my hand." said James.
Katrina looked at the man's outstretched hand. She heard the roar of the river, the howl of the wind, the soothing song of the crickets. She closed her eyes and saw Tom's face. She saw them lying in a grassy field under a clear sky, away from death, away from worries, just in their own little world.
Katrina looked at James. She seemed to stretch out her hand. Just before James could grasp her hand, Katrina stepped over the ledge.
"I love you Tom" she thought just before stepping over.
Katrina fell into the raging river below. The sudden impact killed her instantly. James looked over the ledge. She was gone. The river had swallowed her.
-London, that very night-
Storm clouds had descended over the city, unleashing waves of needle- pricking rain as lightning danced across the darkened sky. The Mercy Center Hospital was over flooded with patients, minor and major emergencies. Doctors and nurses ran from room to room. Thunder clapped overhead, causing many to jump in fright. A nurse ran from the deliver room calling for a doctor.
"Now you just be calm Mrs. Granger. Doctor Ford is on his way." said a black nurse.
A short, lean woman with long, chocolate colored hair and misty blue eyes laid down on a comfortable bed. She was in her early twenties and was clutching her husband's hand very tightly.
"Geese Linda, trying to break my hand off?" asked her husband, a tall, lean man with light brown hair and cinnamon colored eyes.
"God dammit Chuck!" screamed Linda. "How would you like to be giving birth to our first child?"
Doctor Ford, a small, pudgy man with graying hair and large glasses rushed in with two more nurses.
"I'm so sorry, Mrs. Granger." he said.
"Shut up and get this kid out of me!" screamed Linda as a wave of pain hit her.
The storm grew fiercer by the minute. Chuck held his wife's hand as the doctor gave orders to the nurses.
"Give us a strong push, Mrs. Granger." said Doctor Ford.
The baby came out.
-Katrina watched as the river came nearer to her. She heard it's monstrous roar. She saw Tom. She saw her parents, but younger.-
-Katrina hit the water at a terrible, sickening speed.-
The baby took in its first breath. The lights in the room exploded. Thunder exploded overhead. The rain was driving furiously against the hospital. The baby gave a soft cry.
Kerosene lamps were lit. The light bulbs in the room were ruined and would be replaced shortly.
"Congratulations. You have a baby girl." said Doctor Ford.
Doctor Ford handed the baby girl to her mother. Linda took her in her arms while Chuck leaned in for a closer look. The baby girl had cinnamon eyes just like her father. A small tuft of chocolate brown hair crowned her tiny head. She had smooth, pale skin, and a strange birthmark on the small of her back, a tiny circle that looked like a full moon crowned with three tiny stars.
"What will you be naming her?" asked the black nurse.
Linda looked at her daughter.
"Hermione. Hermione Suzzette Kasandria Granger." replied Linda.
"Such a beautiful name." said the black nurse.
Chuck knew that Suzzette was Linda's mom's name and Kasandria was his mom's name, but Hermione?
"It came to me a in a dream." said Linda when her husband asked her.
Little Hermione slept soundly in her mother's arms. The storm had vanished just as quickly as it came. The light from the full moon streaked into the room.
A magical quill at Hogwarts wrote down names of children born with magical powers or magical potential. Those children who were carefully selected by the quill were asked to attend Hogwarts when they reached the age of ten. The quill came to life and scrolled down a name.
"Hermione Suzzette Kasandria Granger."