Chapter 5: At Eight months.

Hermione was well into her eight month of being pregnant. The nursery was finally finished. The walls were cream colored, with George's crib against the back wall, teddy bears filled the room, and there was a beautiful rocking chair near the window. Today Hermione was feeling sick to her stomach and Ron made in rest in bed.

"Now Hermione is there is anything you need, ring this bell. Ok?"

"Yes Ron I will."

Ron kissed his wife and headed back downstairs. Hermione lied back onto her pillow and was asleep within five minutes. Ron was working on a surprise for Hermione. He was going to cook her favorite breakfast for her, waffles, scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast. He just started cooking the waffles when the doorbell rang. Ron ran to the door, and tripped doing so. He got back up rubbing his nose he had smashed and answered the door. It was Ginny.

"Hi Ginny."

"Hi Ron, what happened to your nose?"

"Uh..nothing, come on in."

"Is Hermione here?"

"Yeah but she is sleeping, she feels horrible today."

"Oh I'm sorry to hear…Ron is something burning?"

"What…OH NO MY WAFFLES!"

Ron and Ginny both ran to the kitchen and sure enough the waffles were burning. Ginny put out the smoke with her wand, leaving poor Ron coughing and gagging.

"Oh man! I'll have to make another batch."

"Ron," Ginny said, "I know you are a great cook, but face it. You can't make breakfast! It's not your thing, even WITH magic!"

"I know." Ron said as he started to laugh.

"I'll help you."

"Thanks Gin, it's for Hermione, a little pick-me-up."

"Aw that's sweet. Get me the eggs please."

Ron did as he was told, and set the eggs next to Ginny, but put his hand in the wrong place.

"OW! Ron screamed with pain. He set his hand on the hot stove and burned himself.

"Ron you idiot!" Ginny said as she howled with laughter, "Go run it under cold water and let me cook."

Ron had no objections to this and went in the living room and sat down. No sooner had he sat down when he heard Hermione ringing the bell. Ron got back up and headed upstairs. When he got to the bedroom Hermione looked concerned.

"What's wrong?" She asked. "I heard you scream. It sounded like you were in pain."

"I was cooking and set my hand down on the hot stove and burned myself."

Hermione laughed and said, "Ron you idiot! I thought I heard Ginny. Is she here?"

"Yes she's downstairs. We have a little surprise for you. But for now just rest."

"Yes sir."

Ron headed back downstairs to find Ginny humming happily as she cooked.

"You're in a good mood." He said.

"Oh yes I am. I love cooking. I don't even use magic for it!"

"Bloody Hell! I could never live without magic."

They both laughed as she finished cooking. As she set the table Ron got Hermione and helped her downstairs. Hermione was shocked.

"Oh Ginny, Ron, thank-you so much."

Everyone sat down and ate and talked. Hermione was feeling much better. Everyone was laughing and in a really good mood. Hermione stood up and clutched her stomach.

"What's wrong dear?" Ron asked.

"I…it's time." She gasped.

Ron was shocked he didn't know what to do.

"Ok, Ok, what do I do?"

"Get her bag!" Ginny yelled.

"Right, right," Ron said as he ran to get her bag. He was over excited as he ran up the stairs, which cause him to trip and tumble back down the stairs.

"Idiot." Ginny muttered. "Ok Hermione I'll go get Harry, and we will go get my parents, and your parents."

"Okay," Hermione said. Just then a huge pain hit her and she went crazy. Ron came running back down the stairs.

"Okay I got your…"

But Hermione slapped him with full force.

"Bloody Hell! What was that for."

"YOU DID THIS TO MEAN! AND YOU'LL PAY FOR IT YOU…"

But she was cut off as Ron apparated her and himself to the Hospital.