Okay, okay, I KNOW! My bad with the BAAAD cliffhanger! But ya just GOTTA love them! lol

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Having the Invisability Cloak over him and the Maurauder's Map in his hands, Harry made his way to where Ron and Hermione were serving their detention. He made sure that Snape was clear out of sight and out of the way before heading towards the door of the dungeon.

He pulled the cloak off him, tucked away the map after clearing it and put his ear against the door. He jumped slightly when he heard Hermione scream/shriek and pounded his fists on the doors.

Ron heard banging on the doors behind him and looked at Hermione's sweaty face, her eyes full of fear. "'Mione, sweetie, listen. I'm going to see who's at the door--"

"No! Don't le-- leave me..."

"I'm not leaving you. I'll be only a few seconds," Ron promised her, taking off his black robe for her to lay on. "Just lay down and breath, okay?"

Hermione nodded, then squeezed ehr eyes shut, giving a low, mighty groan.

Ron ran to the door and yelled, "Harry? Is that you?"

From the other side, Harry could tell that Ron's tone was panicky. "What's wrong? Is Hermione okay?"

"No! She's gone right into labor. And there's no way for you to get in! Snape's bolted the doors and windows shut," Ron said.

Harry couldn't help but smile in a situation like this. He had a secret. "Well, Ron, he forgot my way in."

"Wh- what do you mean?" ROn asked.

"No time to explain," Harry said. "Just go stay with Hermione and wait for me!"

Ron wasted no time in following Harry's order, especially when Hermione started kicking and screaming in pain.

"I'm here, I'm here. Shhhh..."

"Ron--- take-- take my robe off...I'm boiling hot," she gasped.

Ron carefully, but quickly slipped Hermione's robe sleeves down and rolled her white uniform shirt sleeves up. "You're okay, you're going to be fine. Harry's on his way in."

'H-- how?"

Ron shook his head. "Shh, don't talk. Save your energy."

Hermione nodded and let out another scream just as Harry ran in and knelt beside Hermione.

"Bloody h--- how'd you get in so?" Ron was mesmerized.

Harry shook his head. "Never you mind. We gotta check for--"

"For what?" Hermione's voice became scared. "What's wrong?"

Harry didn't answer. He just undid the rest of Hermione's robe to find the very thing he was afraid of. "She's bleeding," he said.

"What?" Hermione asked, her voice scared, cracked, and her eyes running with tears. "Harry, am I gonna...am I gonna lose them?"

Harry shook his head. "No--- I don't think so. I think we caught it early. It doesn't look so bad," he told her, tucking her robe and his own underneath her.

Hermione grabbed Ron's hand as she gave a shriek and gritted her teeth.

"Shhh," Ron told her again, kissing her sweaty forehead. "Everything's going to be alright."

Harry looked at Ron. "Ron, she can't wait for either of us to get anybody..."

Ron understood what he was saying. "You mean...?"

Harry nodded. "I'm going to have to, Ron. If you want Hermione or the kids to live. We have little time."

Ron nodded. "I have no choice...you're our last hope."

Hermione, who was engulfed in pain and screaming, didn't hear their conversation.

Harry went back to her side and calmly told her, "Hermione, I'm going to have to deliver Ron and your kids."

"WHAT! Do you even KNOW what to do?" Hermione screamed.

Harry had to smile. "Yes, in fact, I did pay attention when we had that sex seminar," he told her.

Hermione nodded. "Okay...okay..."

Harry resumed his position at the end of Hermione. "Ron, you can stay where you are, but she's gonna need your hand and your help."

Ron nodded and gave Hermione his right hand, which she took gratefully.

After a few more shrieks, screams, and Harry being prepared, he told her, "Hermione, I want you to push when you're ready. Just put your feet on my shoulders for pushing support."

"Uh- huh..." Hermione panted, placing her feet comfortably on Harry's shoulders.

Ron gave Hermione a gentle kiss. "You can do it, Mione," he smiled at her.

"Ready?" Harry asked her.

Hermione nodded. "Uh- huh," she muttered again.

"On three. One--- two---- three..."

Hermione lifted herself the best she could and pushed with the only upper body stregnth she had.

But what she did had very little effect.

She rested herself for a few moments, but before she could beging to push again, searing pain ripped through her and she accidentally kicked Harry in the face, making his glasses fall off and break.

Ron was taken aback for words. But he managed, "You alright, mate?"

Harry picked himself back up, left his glasses laying where they were, and wiped his lightly bleeding nose. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"You sure?"

Harry nodded vigourously. He went back into position quickly, knowing that he had very little time to succeed in helping Hermione and Ron.

By four more pushes, Harry knew that they were making progress, but when Hermione was about to go for another try, she felt the pain rip through her again and this time smacked Ron square on the face with her free hand.

"Blimey..." Ron muttered, rubbing his left cheek.

"You alright?"

Ron nodded and looked at Harry. "What's wrong?"

Harry sighed. "She's losing more blood with every sharp contraction. We gotta move faster..."

"Or what?" Ron was almost afraid to ask.

Harry looked at his best friend and said honestly, "We'll lose all three."

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Sorry for another cliffie, but I'm on a tight, short schedule tonight!

More tomorrow and MAYBE a finish!

JayJay!