Welcoming the Newest Weasley -
Ginny walked into the maternity ward of St. Mungo's Hospital followed by Harry. Molly Weasley stood at the entrance to the ward waiting on them. "Oh good, you've arrived," she said excitedly, "This way." She led them down a long white corridor that was eerily silent. A nurse would occasionally walk past entering a door but otherwise it was void of major activity. Stopping Molly reached for the handle of a solid white door to their right. "Here we are," she said, cheerfully. They entered into what appeared to be a waiting room of sorts; it was small and private holding a couple of large sofas and comfortable chairs. A single door was shut on the left from where they entered. Arthur looked up from his copy of the Daily Prophet and smiled, "Ah Harry, Ginny you've made it." he said folding his paper placing it on his lap. "How are they?" Ginny asked as she walked over to sit beside her father. "Doing well, the healer was just in with them before you arrived." Arthur said, patting Ginny's knee. The four sat in silence for some time, occasionally glancing at closed door. In the corner a tea and coffee serves sat on a cart with empty mugs as well as creamer and sugar. "Would anyone like some tea?" Molly offered, everyone declined at the moment and Molly fell back into silence, reaching for her knitting. Ginny could tell by her mother's progress that she was knitting a small white baby jumper.
Ginny had begun to doze when the door to the laboring room opened, Ron stepped out looking anxious. His hair was a right mess, obviously from running his finger through it several times as he was doing that moment. Harry stood up quickly and walked over to his best friend. "How is she?" he asked. Ron looked at Harry, a bit distracted. "She's doing really well, it shouldn't be much longer," he said breaking into a nervous smile. Harry reached over patting Ron on the back. Ron looked around the room and his eyes fell on to his sister. "She's asking for you to come in," said Ron, glancing back at the door. Arthur stood up instantly and assisted his daughter to her feet. "Thanks dad," said Ginny before grabbing her hand bag and making her way over to Ron. "No problem sweetheart," Arthur said before sitting back down and returning to his paper. Ginny stuck her head into the room before entering it. The room was decorated in muted colors of blue and green, a few chairs were scattered about beside a single size bed. The room gave a friendly comforting feel without clutter. Hermione sat in an upright position supported by the raised back of the bed and pillows behind her head. Along one wall a baby bassinet sat waiting for the new arrival. Hermione smiled tiredly as Ginny walked across the room to stand at the side of the bed. Hermione's brunette locks were pulled back into a simple pony tail; several wet ringlets framed her face from perspiration. Ginny could see Hermione had on a light blue gown that was covered over by a white sheet that was pulled up over her stomach; a light green blanket was crumpled at the foot of the bed. "You've made it," Hermione said, extending her hand for Ginny to take. "Wouldn't be anywhere else," Ginny said setting her bag on a small night stand near the head of the bed then taking Hermione's hand into both of her own.
"I hear it won't be much longer," said Ginny as Ron made his way to the opposite side of the bed. He picked up a wash cloth from a basic of water and rung it out before wiping off Hermione's sweaty brow. "Yeah, the healer said. . ." Hermione began before she groaned, leaning her head back against the pillow and closing her eyes. Her face contorted in pain as she pushed back into the mattress. "Breath 'Mione," said Ron gently, picking up her other hand. Hermione began to take breaths in from her nose, parting her lips to blow the air out. "That's right love, breath through them." Hermione peeked out of the corner of her eye at Ron furrowing her brow. "You breathe," she growled at him between breaths. Ginny looked up at Ron, he gave her a sheepish look before going back to lightly dabbing Hermione's brow with the cloth.
Soon the contraction passed and Hermione let out a final cleansing breath. "That one seemed to last longer and was closer this time," Ron said, looking up at a large round clock on the wall to Ginny's back. Ginny turned her head to look at the clock which the large hand pointed to the phrase, 'Contraction ended'. The small hand was centered on, 'Not much longer'. "Bloody clock, what does it know," Hermione said, giving the clock a scathing look before turning her attention back to Ginny. "I'm glad you're here," said Hermione, squeezing her hand. "So," said Ginny, rubbing her thumb gently over the back of Hermione's hand, "Picked out any names?" Hermione smiled, "Yes we finally settled on a name for either sex." she said glancing over at Ron as he rinsed the cloth again. "And?" Ginny pressed. Hermione looked back at Ginny and grinned, "You'll just have to wait and see."
Ginny wrinkled her nose and pursed her lips, "Oh, you're not fun." she said lightly. Hermione chuckled adjusting herself into a more comfortable position in the bed. "Do you want a drink?" Ron offered reaching for a cup containing ice water. "Not right now, thanks" Hermione said, shaking her head slightly. Ginny was touched by how tenderly Ron cared for Hermione; making sure she was as comfortable as he could make her under the circumstances. He leaned in placing a loving kiss on Hermione's forehead. Hermione turned into Ron's kiss closing her eyes, tilting her head up towards him more. "I love you," he whispered into her forehead. "Love you too," she said back. Ginny couldn't have felt more in awe of her brother at that moment if she tried.
"How long have you been in labor?" Ginny asked. Hermione opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted. "Her contractions became steady early this morning, she wanted to wait as long as possible before coming into the hospital," Ron answered. Hermione shot Ron a dirty look, "She asked me," she snapped. Ron pressed his lips together hard before busying himself with the wash cloth, fighting the urge to argue back. Hermione groaned pressing her head into her pillow again as another contraction came over her; she instantly began breathing in through her nose, blowing out through her mouth.
Hermione took Ginny's hand that she was holding and placed in onto her stomach; Ginny looked stunned but didn't pull away. Beneath her finger tips she felt Hermione's abdomen tighten to the point there was no give to the flesh. It felt solid and hard to the touch. Ginny looked down watching her stomach raise slightly as it grew taunt before she felt the muscles slowly begin to relax. Ginny stood with wide eyes glancing back up at her sister in law. Hermione let out a huff of air, opening her warm brown eyes to look up at Ginny. "Wow," was all Ginny could think to say. Hermione snorted before wiggling her shoulders to adjust herself, "Yeah, just wait until you're on this end of it," she said, giving Ginny a half cocked grin.
Ginny stood at the side of the bed quietly talking to Hermione and Ron about the baby's new room, and Egwene's adjustment to a new brother or sister. As time slowly went by Hermione's contractions continued to grow in intensity. "Oh God Ow!" Hermione cried out as a rather strong contraction took over her. She gripped Ginny's hand so hard Ginny had to blink back tears. "Relax love, don't fight them," said Ron, stroking her arm while she gripped his hand. Hermione was now panting through her contractions, "Sod off Ron!" she barked before she continued to concentrate on her breathing. Ron's eyes grew large but otherwise didn't say a word to argue. "I swear to Merlin you will pay for this," Hermione growled at Ron as her contraction began to ebb. Ginny winced as Hermione let go of her hand, feeling the blood rush back into her fingers bringing with it tingling pain.
The door to the room opened and a friendly faced man stepped in wearing the standard dark blue healer's scrubs seen around the hospital. He had sparkling sky blue eyes and chestnut hair that was beginning to gray at the temples. "Healer Crawe this is my sister, Ginny Potter," Ron said, nodding his head towards his sister, "Ginny this is Samel Crawe." The Healer gave a friendly smile and nodded a hello as Ginny did the same. "So Hermione, I hear we're getting close." Healer Crawe said, setting the medical chart down on a roller tray near the foot of the bed. "We?" Hermione said sarcastically. "Ah ha, we are getting close then," Samel said, smiling brighter. "So, let's have a peek and see how things are progressing shall we?" the healer asked, placing a hand on Hermione's sheet covered knee. "Would you like Ginny to stay for this?" Samel asked, raising his eyebrows questioningly as he glanced between Hermione and Ginny with a smile. "You know you're just too damn perky at the moment," Hermione growled as she glared at the healer. "And that's why you came back to me for a second go round, that and I'm also one of the best," he said, giving her a cheeky grin and a wink. Hermione rolled her eyes and sighed.
"I think I'll just go on out for a bit." said Ginny, picking up her purse, "If that's alright with you?" Hermione nodded giving her a tired smile, "You've been wonderful Ginny, Thank you." Ginny leaned in giving Hermione a kiss on the temple, "Thank you for sharing this with me." Hermione reached up patting Ginny on the cheek, "You go sit and prop your feet up, I'm sure you are swelling," she said dropping her hand onto the bed. "And make sure that husband of yours gets you something to drink." Hermione said in a mothering manner, despite being laid up in a hospital bed in labor.
Ginny chuckled walking towards the door. She opened it before pausing; reaching into her hand bag she extracted the item she had retrieved from her dresser. Quickly she held it to the door and tapped it twice with her wand. "What are you doing Ginny?" Ron asked. "Just giving Hermione her focal point." Ginny said, grinning over her shoulder as she walked out.
Before Ginny completely shut the door all in the waiting room could hear Ron cry out, "What in the Bloody hell?" Followed by Hermione's laughter and Healer Crawe say, "Well. . . that's some focal point." Ginny clicked the door shut grinning mischievously as she looked around the room at the other occupants. Arthur glanced up over his paper at Ron's outburst and shook his head before returning to the article he was reading. Molly had glanced up from her knitting with her eyebrows furrowed, "What was that about?" she asked. Harry, who was sitting on a couch with his feet propped up on a coffee table looked up at his wife, "What did the healer mean by a focal point?" he said. Ginny walked over sitting down beside her husband placing her feet on the coffee table as well. "You remember those pictures of Wood?" she asked looking at Harry. "You didn't," Harry said looking amused over at the labor room door. "Poster size," Ginny said proudly, snuggling her head against Harry's shoulder. Molly began to chuckle over her knitting.
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A loud scream woke Ginny from her nap. She jumped slightly and looked over at the labor room door. Arthur was quietly talking to Molly; they both looked up as well hearing the scream of pain. A nurse rushed in through the ward door and breezed past hurrying through to the labor room. Another primal cry of pain filled the waiting room through the open door along with the raised voice of Healer Crawe, "Come on Hermione give me one more push!" The door snapped shut and Molly turned excitedly to her husband, "It's happening," she said holding tight to Arthur's hand. Arthur had a look of anticipation on his face had he covered Molly's hand into both of his, rubbing them gently.
Harry, who had been sitting beside Ginny wrapped his arm around her shoulder rubbing it gently, she turned her head to look at him, he looked anxious and excited. They had been on holiday when Egwene had made her surprise visit into the world a week early. Ginny realized at that moment exactly how new all this was for Harry. It made the moment all the more special to her to be able to share it with him as he waited for the arrival of his best friend's child. Another several minutes slipped by as the group waited. Suddenly the labor room door flew open and Ron raced out, his face was lit up with pure joy as he looked around the room with wild eyes, "It's a boy!" He shouted happily. "Oh Ron!" Molly exclaimed jumping up and enveloping her son in a fierce embrace. Arthur walked over and clapped his son on the back, "Congratulation Ron." he said with fatherly pride. Harry gave Ginny a hand standing up before walking over to his best friend, as soon as Molly released him Harry pulled him into a hard hug pounding him on the back, "Ron that's wonderful!"
Ginny walked over kissing Ron on the cheek and patting his arm, "How is Hermione?" Ron beamed down at his sister, "She's wonderful, we can walk in a see her now," he said as the Healer and nurse quietly walked out of the waiting room and to the ward door. "Thank you again Samel," Ron said shaking the healer's hand. "It was my pleasure," said Healer Crawe, smiling at everyone before walking out into the ward hall behind the nurse.
The Group, lead by Ron quietly entered the labor room. They slowly spread around the bed. Hermione sat up, her hair still falling in damp ringlets framing her tired face. The green blanket was pulled up over her deflated stomach. A bald head with a light fuzz of red could be seen peeking out from a bundle of blankets. Hermione stared down at the baby in her arms before looking up at everyone, smiling happily through her exhaustion. Ron stepped to the side of the bed, tenderly running the back of his finger over the top of the newborn's head looking fondly down at him before leaning in to kiss the top of his wife's head.
Harry was the first to reach the other side of the bed, he looked down at the tiny creature in his friend's arms with awe. "Wow, 'Mione," Harry breathed. He reached out and gingerly touched a tiny fist that was sticking out from the blanket in wonderment. "Congratulations," Harry said, leaning in and kissing Hermione on the temple. "Thanks Harry," Hermione said, smiling down at her new son. "He's beautiful Hermione," Ginny said smiling down at her new nephew from Harry's side. Molly was near bursting as she stood quietly beside Ron, "Would you like to hold him Molly?" Hermione said looking up at her mother in law. Molly practically jumped with delight, "Of course I do," she said, her eyes sparkling with happy tears as she gingerly lifted the tiny newborn into her cradling arms. "Oh Arthur, look at him," she gushed smiling fondly down at the precious creature. "He's so perfect, he looks just like Ron." Molly said, getting misty. "He sure does," Arthur said standing behind his wife looking over her shoulder. Arthur placed one hand lovingly on his wife's shoulder as he reached around with the other to touch his new grandson.
"Well, Ron," Arthur said looking over at his youngest son who was gently brushing a lock of hair off of Hermione's forehead before kissing her again. "Are you going to introduce us?" Arthur said, smiling down at the baby. Ron looked down at Hermione who merely nodded with a smile. "Well, everyone, I'd like you to meet Gawyn Charles Weasley," Ron said proudly, looking over at the baby boy held in his mother's arms, "My son."
"Hello little Gawyn," Molly cooed at the baby, "Your uncle Charlie will be so tickled." she said, gently kissing the sleeping baby's forehead. "Gay- win?" Harry said furrowing his brows in confusion. Ginny backhanded his chest, not taking her eyes off of the baby. "No Harry," Hermione said in exasperation, "Ga-wyn, pronounce it as if saying apple. Not Gay-win." she said frowning slightly at her friend. Ginny had a sudden rush of memory hearing the tale of days gone by at Hogwarts as the studious Hermione attempted to teach a stubborn Ron how to properly pronounce Leviosa. Ginny smiled to herself as she tilted her head watching her mother make over the newest addition to the Weasley family, she felt a sudden pang of want deep in her chest growing impatient for her own day to come when she could hold her own babies in her arms. Hermione stifled a yawn with the back of her hand. "We should let you rest dear," Molly said, laying the baby back into Hermione's arms. "Thanks Molly," Hermione said adjusting baby Gawyn against her, smoothing the bundle of blankets gently. "Think nothing of it dear," Molly said straightening out the blanket over Hermione's legs and generally fussing over her daughter in law.
Harry and Ginny took turns giving Hermione a kiss on the cheek goodbye. Ron followed them out into the waiting room shutting the door to the labor room behind him. "Thanks you two," Ron said looking tired but immensely happy. "We wouldn't be anywhere else," Harry said giving his brother in law another firm hug, clapping him on the back. "Looks like we have another Weasley keeper on our hands," said Harry. Ron's smile took on a whole other dimension as he beamed with pride, "Yeah, We'll teach him right. A whole new generation will be singing 'Weasley is our King'." said Ron, Harry laughed. Ron turned giving his sister a hug, "Thanks for Hermione's. . . err. . . focal point." he said, thumbing behind him towards the labor room. "She's talking about framing it up to hang in his room," he said with a slight scowl. Ginny grinned, "With you and Wood as his role models, no one stands a chase at getting a quaffle past him." Ron chuckled and patted her back, "Well I better be getting back." he said, reaching for the door handle, "You come over to the house soon."
Harry held the door open for Ginny as they walked out of the waiting room into the long white maternity ward hallway. Harry rubbed Ginny's back giving her a kiss on a cheek as they began to walk towards the exit. Ginny smiled, wondering to herself how long it would be before their moment would come when they could welcome their own precious wee ones into the world. She felt the twins shift as if in agreement with her.
Ginny walked into the maternity ward of St. Mungo's Hospital followed by Harry. Molly Weasley stood at the entrance to the ward waiting on them. "Oh good, you've arrived," she said excitedly, "This way." She led them down a long white corridor that was eerily silent. A nurse would occasionally walk past entering a door but otherwise it was void of major activity. Stopping Molly reached for the handle of a solid white door to their right. "Here we are," she said, cheerfully. They entered into what appeared to be a waiting room of sorts; it was small and private holding a couple of large sofas and comfortable chairs. A single door was shut on the left from where they entered. Arthur looked up from his copy of the Daily Prophet and smiled, "Ah Harry, Ginny you've made it." he said folding his paper placing it on his lap. "How are they?" Ginny asked as she walked over to sit beside her father. "Doing well, the healer was just in with them before you arrived." Arthur said, patting Ginny's knee. The four sat in silence for some time, occasionally glancing at closed door. In the corner a tea and coffee serves sat on a cart with empty mugs as well as creamer and sugar. "Would anyone like some tea?" Molly offered, everyone declined at the moment and Molly fell back into silence, reaching for her knitting. Ginny could tell by her mother's progress that she was knitting a small white baby jumper.
Ginny had begun to doze when the door to the laboring room opened, Ron stepped out looking anxious. His hair was a right mess, obviously from running his finger through it several times as he was doing that moment. Harry stood up quickly and walked over to his best friend. "How is she?" he asked. Ron looked at Harry, a bit distracted. "She's doing really well, it shouldn't be much longer," he said breaking into a nervous smile. Harry reached over patting Ron on the back. Ron looked around the room and his eyes fell on to his sister. "She's asking for you to come in," said Ron, glancing back at the door. Arthur stood up instantly and assisted his daughter to her feet. "Thanks dad," said Ginny before grabbing her hand bag and making her way over to Ron. "No problem sweetheart," Arthur said before sitting back down and returning to his paper. Ginny stuck her head into the room before entering it. The room was decorated in muted colors of blue and green, a few chairs were scattered about beside a single size bed. The room gave a friendly comforting feel without clutter. Hermione sat in an upright position supported by the raised back of the bed and pillows behind her head. Along one wall a baby bassinet sat waiting for the new arrival. Hermione smiled tiredly as Ginny walked across the room to stand at the side of the bed. Hermione's brunette locks were pulled back into a simple pony tail; several wet ringlets framed her face from perspiration. Ginny could see Hermione had on a light blue gown that was covered over by a white sheet that was pulled up over her stomach; a light green blanket was crumpled at the foot of the bed. "You've made it," Hermione said, extending her hand for Ginny to take. "Wouldn't be anywhere else," Ginny said setting her bag on a small night stand near the head of the bed then taking Hermione's hand into both of her own.
"I hear it won't be much longer," said Ginny as Ron made his way to the opposite side of the bed. He picked up a wash cloth from a basic of water and rung it out before wiping off Hermione's sweaty brow. "Yeah, the healer said. . ." Hermione began before she groaned, leaning her head back against the pillow and closing her eyes. Her face contorted in pain as she pushed back into the mattress. "Breath 'Mione," said Ron gently, picking up her other hand. Hermione began to take breaths in from her nose, parting her lips to blow the air out. "That's right love, breath through them." Hermione peeked out of the corner of her eye at Ron furrowing her brow. "You breathe," she growled at him between breaths. Ginny looked up at Ron, he gave her a sheepish look before going back to lightly dabbing Hermione's brow with the cloth.
Soon the contraction passed and Hermione let out a final cleansing breath. "That one seemed to last longer and was closer this time," Ron said, looking up at a large round clock on the wall to Ginny's back. Ginny turned her head to look at the clock which the large hand pointed to the phrase, 'Contraction ended'. The small hand was centered on, 'Not much longer'. "Bloody clock, what does it know," Hermione said, giving the clock a scathing look before turning her attention back to Ginny. "I'm glad you're here," said Hermione, squeezing her hand. "So," said Ginny, rubbing her thumb gently over the back of Hermione's hand, "Picked out any names?" Hermione smiled, "Yes we finally settled on a name for either sex." she said glancing over at Ron as he rinsed the cloth again. "And?" Ginny pressed. Hermione looked back at Ginny and grinned, "You'll just have to wait and see."
Ginny wrinkled her nose and pursed her lips, "Oh, you're not fun." she said lightly. Hermione chuckled adjusting herself into a more comfortable position in the bed. "Do you want a drink?" Ron offered reaching for a cup containing ice water. "Not right now, thanks" Hermione said, shaking her head slightly. Ginny was touched by how tenderly Ron cared for Hermione; making sure she was as comfortable as he could make her under the circumstances. He leaned in placing a loving kiss on Hermione's forehead. Hermione turned into Ron's kiss closing her eyes, tilting her head up towards him more. "I love you," he whispered into her forehead. "Love you too," she said back. Ginny couldn't have felt more in awe of her brother at that moment if she tried.
"How long have you been in labor?" Ginny asked. Hermione opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted. "Her contractions became steady early this morning, she wanted to wait as long as possible before coming into the hospital," Ron answered. Hermione shot Ron a dirty look, "She asked me," she snapped. Ron pressed his lips together hard before busying himself with the wash cloth, fighting the urge to argue back. Hermione groaned pressing her head into her pillow again as another contraction came over her; she instantly began breathing in through her nose, blowing out through her mouth.
Hermione took Ginny's hand that she was holding and placed in onto her stomach; Ginny looked stunned but didn't pull away. Beneath her finger tips she felt Hermione's abdomen tighten to the point there was no give to the flesh. It felt solid and hard to the touch. Ginny looked down watching her stomach raise slightly as it grew taunt before she felt the muscles slowly begin to relax. Ginny stood with wide eyes glancing back up at her sister in law. Hermione let out a huff of air, opening her warm brown eyes to look up at Ginny. "Wow," was all Ginny could think to say. Hermione snorted before wiggling her shoulders to adjust herself, "Yeah, just wait until you're on this end of it," she said, giving Ginny a half cocked grin.
Ginny stood at the side of the bed quietly talking to Hermione and Ron about the baby's new room, and Egwene's adjustment to a new brother or sister. As time slowly went by Hermione's contractions continued to grow in intensity. "Oh God Ow!" Hermione cried out as a rather strong contraction took over her. She gripped Ginny's hand so hard Ginny had to blink back tears. "Relax love, don't fight them," said Ron, stroking her arm while she gripped his hand. Hermione was now panting through her contractions, "Sod off Ron!" she barked before she continued to concentrate on her breathing. Ron's eyes grew large but otherwise didn't say a word to argue. "I swear to Merlin you will pay for this," Hermione growled at Ron as her contraction began to ebb. Ginny winced as Hermione let go of her hand, feeling the blood rush back into her fingers bringing with it tingling pain.
The door to the room opened and a friendly faced man stepped in wearing the standard dark blue healer's scrubs seen around the hospital. He had sparkling sky blue eyes and chestnut hair that was beginning to gray at the temples. "Healer Crawe this is my sister, Ginny Potter," Ron said, nodding his head towards his sister, "Ginny this is Samel Crawe." The Healer gave a friendly smile and nodded a hello as Ginny did the same. "So Hermione, I hear we're getting close." Healer Crawe said, setting the medical chart down on a roller tray near the foot of the bed. "We?" Hermione said sarcastically. "Ah ha, we are getting close then," Samel said, smiling brighter. "So, let's have a peek and see how things are progressing shall we?" the healer asked, placing a hand on Hermione's sheet covered knee. "Would you like Ginny to stay for this?" Samel asked, raising his eyebrows questioningly as he glanced between Hermione and Ginny with a smile. "You know you're just too damn perky at the moment," Hermione growled as she glared at the healer. "And that's why you came back to me for a second go round, that and I'm also one of the best," he said, giving her a cheeky grin and a wink. Hermione rolled her eyes and sighed.
"I think I'll just go on out for a bit." said Ginny, picking up her purse, "If that's alright with you?" Hermione nodded giving her a tired smile, "You've been wonderful Ginny, Thank you." Ginny leaned in giving Hermione a kiss on the temple, "Thank you for sharing this with me." Hermione reached up patting Ginny on the cheek, "You go sit and prop your feet up, I'm sure you are swelling," she said dropping her hand onto the bed. "And make sure that husband of yours gets you something to drink." Hermione said in a mothering manner, despite being laid up in a hospital bed in labor.
Ginny chuckled walking towards the door. She opened it before pausing; reaching into her hand bag she extracted the item she had retrieved from her dresser. Quickly she held it to the door and tapped it twice with her wand. "What are you doing Ginny?" Ron asked. "Just giving Hermione her focal point." Ginny said, grinning over her shoulder as she walked out.
Before Ginny completely shut the door all in the waiting room could hear Ron cry out, "What in the Bloody hell?" Followed by Hermione's laughter and Healer Crawe say, "Well. . . that's some focal point." Ginny clicked the door shut grinning mischievously as she looked around the room at the other occupants. Arthur glanced up over his paper at Ron's outburst and shook his head before returning to the article he was reading. Molly had glanced up from her knitting with her eyebrows furrowed, "What was that about?" she asked. Harry, who was sitting on a couch with his feet propped up on a coffee table looked up at his wife, "What did the healer mean by a focal point?" he said. Ginny walked over sitting down beside her husband placing her feet on the coffee table as well. "You remember those pictures of Wood?" she asked looking at Harry. "You didn't," Harry said looking amused over at the labor room door. "Poster size," Ginny said proudly, snuggling her head against Harry's shoulder. Molly began to chuckle over her knitting.
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A loud scream woke Ginny from her nap. She jumped slightly and looked over at the labor room door. Arthur was quietly talking to Molly; they both looked up as well hearing the scream of pain. A nurse rushed in through the ward door and breezed past hurrying through to the labor room. Another primal cry of pain filled the waiting room through the open door along with the raised voice of Healer Crawe, "Come on Hermione give me one more push!" The door snapped shut and Molly turned excitedly to her husband, "It's happening," she said holding tight to Arthur's hand. Arthur had a look of anticipation on his face had he covered Molly's hand into both of his, rubbing them gently.
Harry, who had been sitting beside Ginny wrapped his arm around her shoulder rubbing it gently, she turned her head to look at him, he looked anxious and excited. They had been on holiday when Egwene had made her surprise visit into the world a week early. Ginny realized at that moment exactly how new all this was for Harry. It made the moment all the more special to her to be able to share it with him as he waited for the arrival of his best friend's child. Another several minutes slipped by as the group waited. Suddenly the labor room door flew open and Ron raced out, his face was lit up with pure joy as he looked around the room with wild eyes, "It's a boy!" He shouted happily. "Oh Ron!" Molly exclaimed jumping up and enveloping her son in a fierce embrace. Arthur walked over and clapped his son on the back, "Congratulation Ron." he said with fatherly pride. Harry gave Ginny a hand standing up before walking over to his best friend, as soon as Molly released him Harry pulled him into a hard hug pounding him on the back, "Ron that's wonderful!"
Ginny walked over kissing Ron on the cheek and patting his arm, "How is Hermione?" Ron beamed down at his sister, "She's wonderful, we can walk in a see her now," he said as the Healer and nurse quietly walked out of the waiting room and to the ward door. "Thank you again Samel," Ron said shaking the healer's hand. "It was my pleasure," said Healer Crawe, smiling at everyone before walking out into the ward hall behind the nurse.
The Group, lead by Ron quietly entered the labor room. They slowly spread around the bed. Hermione sat up, her hair still falling in damp ringlets framing her tired face. The green blanket was pulled up over her deflated stomach. A bald head with a light fuzz of red could be seen peeking out from a bundle of blankets. Hermione stared down at the baby in her arms before looking up at everyone, smiling happily through her exhaustion. Ron stepped to the side of the bed, tenderly running the back of his finger over the top of the newborn's head looking fondly down at him before leaning in to kiss the top of his wife's head.
Harry was the first to reach the other side of the bed, he looked down at the tiny creature in his friend's arms with awe. "Wow, 'Mione," Harry breathed. He reached out and gingerly touched a tiny fist that was sticking out from the blanket in wonderment. "Congratulations," Harry said, leaning in and kissing Hermione on the temple. "Thanks Harry," Hermione said, smiling down at her new son. "He's beautiful Hermione," Ginny said smiling down at her new nephew from Harry's side. Molly was near bursting as she stood quietly beside Ron, "Would you like to hold him Molly?" Hermione said looking up at her mother in law. Molly practically jumped with delight, "Of course I do," she said, her eyes sparkling with happy tears as she gingerly lifted the tiny newborn into her cradling arms. "Oh Arthur, look at him," she gushed smiling fondly down at the precious creature. "He's so perfect, he looks just like Ron." Molly said, getting misty. "He sure does," Arthur said standing behind his wife looking over her shoulder. Arthur placed one hand lovingly on his wife's shoulder as he reached around with the other to touch his new grandson.
"Well, Ron," Arthur said looking over at his youngest son who was gently brushing a lock of hair off of Hermione's forehead before kissing her again. "Are you going to introduce us?" Arthur said, smiling down at the baby. Ron looked down at Hermione who merely nodded with a smile. "Well, everyone, I'd like you to meet Gawyn Charles Weasley," Ron said proudly, looking over at the baby boy held in his mother's arms, "My son."
"Hello little Gawyn," Molly cooed at the baby, "Your uncle Charlie will be so tickled." she said, gently kissing the sleeping baby's forehead. "Gay- win?" Harry said furrowing his brows in confusion. Ginny backhanded his chest, not taking her eyes off of the baby. "No Harry," Hermione said in exasperation, "Ga-wyn, pronounce it as if saying apple. Not Gay-win." she said frowning slightly at her friend. Ginny had a sudden rush of memory hearing the tale of days gone by at Hogwarts as the studious Hermione attempted to teach a stubborn Ron how to properly pronounce Leviosa. Ginny smiled to herself as she tilted her head watching her mother make over the newest addition to the Weasley family, she felt a sudden pang of want deep in her chest growing impatient for her own day to come when she could hold her own babies in her arms. Hermione stifled a yawn with the back of her hand. "We should let you rest dear," Molly said, laying the baby back into Hermione's arms. "Thanks Molly," Hermione said adjusting baby Gawyn against her, smoothing the bundle of blankets gently. "Think nothing of it dear," Molly said straightening out the blanket over Hermione's legs and generally fussing over her daughter in law.
Harry and Ginny took turns giving Hermione a kiss on the cheek goodbye. Ron followed them out into the waiting room shutting the door to the labor room behind him. "Thanks you two," Ron said looking tired but immensely happy. "We wouldn't be anywhere else," Harry said giving his brother in law another firm hug, clapping him on the back. "Looks like we have another Weasley keeper on our hands," said Harry. Ron's smile took on a whole other dimension as he beamed with pride, "Yeah, We'll teach him right. A whole new generation will be singing 'Weasley is our King'." said Ron, Harry laughed. Ron turned giving his sister a hug, "Thanks for Hermione's. . . err. . . focal point." he said, thumbing behind him towards the labor room. "She's talking about framing it up to hang in his room," he said with a slight scowl. Ginny grinned, "With you and Wood as his role models, no one stands a chase at getting a quaffle past him." Ron chuckled and patted her back, "Well I better be getting back." he said, reaching for the door handle, "You come over to the house soon."
Harry held the door open for Ginny as they walked out of the waiting room into the long white maternity ward hallway. Harry rubbed Ginny's back giving her a kiss on a cheek as they began to walk towards the exit. Ginny smiled, wondering to herself how long it would be before their moment would come when they could welcome their own precious wee ones into the world. She felt the twins shift as if in agreement with her.