Chapter 10
"So how is Bonnie doing with school?" Ginny asked Hermione.
Ginny was over at Hermione's house. They decided to have a girl's night in. Hermione was now due anytime and Ron, being away on an assignment, didn't want her alone in case the baby decided to come.
Sensing the perfect time to have a girl's night, Hermione had Bonnie spend the night at Christina's house. Bonnie was happy to have her first real slumber party with a friend, so it all worked out for the best.
"Wow. There is just such a change in her since Braton left the school." Hermione said shaking her head"
"Really? How so?" Ginny asked.
"Well, she used to come home depressed and upset all the time. Now she's excited to go to school. She comes home and can't wait to tell me about her day." Hermione said smiling.
"That's great. So did she make a lot of new friends?" Ginny asked.
"Oh yes tons of new friends. She mostly likes to hang around Christina and this boy that Christina has known since she was a baby. His name is Jacob." Hermione said.
"Well I am glad my niece is happy." Ginny said with a grin.
"Yeah. Me to." Hermione said.
"So how about this little one?" Ginny said patting Hermione's stomach.
Hermione laughed. "I can already tell he is going to be a handful. He likes to give his mummy a hard time. Always kicking and moving around when its time to sleep."
"Oh. Sounds like we have an athlete on our hands. Ron is no doubt going to start him early on Quidditch." Ginny said.
"Yeah. He certainly is. He already bought a broomstick for him. Whenever he goes shopping for the baby he tends to drift toward the baby section in Quality Quidditch supplies." Hermione said.
"He tried that on Bonnie too, didn't he?" Ginny asked.
"Oh yes, but the first time he brought her on his broom she was terrified. She was screaming until he brought her down. Let's just say Ron was a little disappointed that his daughter is afraid of heights; Just like her mother." Hermione said.
"Poor baby." Ginny said.
"Talking about Bonnie or Ron?" Hermione asked smirking.
"Bonnie." Ginny said. They looked at one another before lapsing into a fit of giggles.
"Oh well nature calls. One thing about being pregnant- It makes you have to use the bathroom every five seconds." Hermione said laughing.
On the way to the bathroom Hermione stopped. She sucked in a breath as pain coursed through her. Hermione felt something wet. She looked down and saw that her water had broken.
"Ginny!" Hermione called urgently.
"Yes Hermione?"
"I think I'm going into labour." Hermione said calmly.
"You're what!" Ginny screamed. She ran up to Hermione and instantly spotted the puddle at her feet.
"Its okay Ginny, just go get my bag. Inside there's a portkey. The medi-witch gave it to me a month ago. I'll portkey over to St. Mungo's . Get Ron as fast as you can." Hermione said.
Hermione had forgotten about the pain of giving birth, like most mothers tend to do. However, she was slowly starting to remember. She knew that in the next few hours she would be in tremendous pain. She only hoped that Ginny could find Ron.
Hermione portkeyed over to St.Mungo's. Once there, she was instantly placed in a room. She waited patiently for Ron. She was worried that he wouldn't make it in time for the baby.
Ginny was running around. She tried the ministry. They promised to send notice to Ron as soon as possible. Ginny hoped that they would hurry. She didn't want Ron to miss his son's birth. She made sure that she sent an owl to everyone telling them that Hermione was in labour.
After making sure she didn't forget about anyone, she flooed over to St.Mungo's.
"Ma'am, can you tell me what room Hermione Weasley is in please?" Ginny asked the receptionist.
"Yes she's in room d11." The receptionist replied, blowing a bubble with her gum.
"Thanks" Ginny said and quickly made her way to Hermione's room.
"Hey! How are you doing?" Ginny asked when she entered her room.
"As good a pregnant woman in labour could ever be." Hermione said sarcastically.
Ginny smirked at her friend and sat next to her bed. She gave Hermione an encouraging smile. Hermione smiled back at her. Her smiled was soon turned into a frown of pain when another contraction hit her. Hermione moaned in pain and a solitary tear made a pathway down her cheek.
"It's okay Hermione. You're doing great." Ginny said trying to encourage her. She held her hand. Since Ron wasn't there, Ginny knew Hermione would need a coach. She took in everything she saw, thinking that this would be what she would have to go through when she would have kids with Harry.
Three hours later, Hermione was still in labour and Ron was nowhere to be found. Hermione's contractions had begun to come closer and closer together. The nurse told Hermione that she would be going into the delivery room within the hour if she kept on progressing the way she was.
"I want Ron to be here." Hermione said groaning in pain. She was tired and she was sick of the pain. She just wanted Ron to be there by her side. It was nic that Ginny was there, but Hermione wanted her husband.
"Mrs. Weasley, we will be taking you to the delivery room now. You are fully dilated. Congratulations you're going to be a mother!" The doctor said with a bright smile.
Hermione only cried. She couldn't believe Ron wasn't there yet. However, as she was wheeled into the hallway and down to her room, she heard a voice that made her cry out in happiness.
"Hermione!" Ron yelled.
He ran up to her. When he received word about Hermione going in to labour he apparated over as soon as he could. He was about to ask the receptionist where her room was when he saw her come out.
"Oh Ron! I thought you would never get here." Hermione said through tears.
"I came as soon as I heard." Ron said grabbing her hand.
Ginny left them and went back in the waiting room with everyone else. She was so glad that Ron had showed up. She knew that it would make it easier for Hermione if he was there.
"Okay Hermione you're doing great sweetheart. We are going to start the pushing okay?" The medi-witch asked her.
"Ok." Hermione said, gripping Ron's hand a bit tighter. He squeezed right back.
"On the count of three, I want you to push for ten seconds." The medi-witch said. "Ready? One…Two…Three! Push!"
Hermione did as she was told and pushed with all her might. She wanted this baby out now.
"One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten."
Hermione stopped pushing. She knew that she wouldn't have to push much more. She could feel the baby almost there.
"Okay again." The medi-witch said.
Hermione pushed with all her might for ten more seconds. She let out a gasp and tried to get as much air back into her lungs as possible.
"Okay Hermione one more time. The baby's head is out. One more time. Push with everything you've got." The medi-witch said.
"Okay" Hermione said, shaking and sweating.
Hermione pushed with all her might. She felt the baby leave her and Hermione relaxed. Suddenly, she heard the cries of her son, and she broke down in tears.
"Congratulations! You have a handsome son Mr. and Mrs. Weasley."
The nurse took the baby and cleaned him up. Ron kissed Hermione. She had endured so much pain for 9 months and Ron couldn't be more proud of her. Ron smiled as the baby was placed in Hermione's arms.
Hermione smiled at the baby. He was so handsome. He looked just like his father. He even had a little peach fuzz showing the famous Weasley red hair.
"He's so handsome. Ron he looks just like you." Hermione said.
"I love you Hermione." Ron said.
"I love you too." Hermione said. Ron kissed her.
Looking down at his son he smiled. "Hey little man. Welcome to the world."
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