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Harry looked open-mouthed at Hermione.
She stammered a few words, "Yes...let's go!" she said, breathing heavily. Ginny asked her whether she had a baby bag ready and she nodded.
"Accio baby bag!" Ginny cried. It came flying down the stairs and Harry grabbed it.
Mrs. Weasley clasped her hands together, "Is it really time dear?"
Hermione once again nodded as she thought, "Sure, it's a peach! You try shoving something out of your arse!"
Everyone looked from one person to another, smiling.
Harry sat down beside her patting her hand, "It's alright, this'll be okay." She squeezed his hand and stood up, clutching her stomach. He led her to the door and handed her other arm to Ginny. Ginny quickly asked her parents to watch the kids while they took Hermione to St. Mungo's and to send Ron an owl straight away. Mrs. Weasley happily agreed and Victoria came running up.
"Grandma, what's happening?" she asked, tugging on her shawl.
Isabelle sighed, "Victoria, she's having the baby!" A smile spread across Victoria's face and she jumped up and down.
"My brother's here! My brother's here!" she screamed joyously.
Harry looked down at her, "Not yet, but you have to stay with Grandma and Grandpa and all the others for now." She stamped her foot and stormed away.
Mr.Weasley shooed at them to get going, "Don't worry, I think more chocolate rations will do the trick—now go!" he said smiling. Harry and Ginny left with Hermione to just in front of their house. He tapped a crack in the pavement with his wand, muttered a spell and a red telephone booth rose out of nowhere. They both looked around for unwanted visitors and then went inside. Ron tapped the phone number for St. Mungo's and in a flash they were gone. The telephone booth traveled all the way to the receiving area of the hospital. They checked in at the front desk. Hermione was taken into a room that mimicked what ever the patient desired. A nurse with bright pink hair walked in and confronted them.
"Hello, my name is Miralda. What have you chosen for your room?" she asked sweetly. Ginny reached into the bag and pulled out a picture of Ron and Hermione's bedroom. The nurse tapped the picture with her wand and instantly, the room became their bedroom. Harry was amazed, it looked exactly the same. Hermione slowly lay down on the bed, started breathing heavily and doubling over from the pain.
"Aaaaarrghhhh! Someone hit me with some spells please!" she cried shrilly. The nurse noticed her discomfort and hurried over.
"Oh dear, you must be closer to delivery than I thought! I'll just be a moment, you try to breathe dear. She scurried off out of the room and called in a healer. A few minutes later he walked in and smiled at Hermione. He was a tall, white-haired healer, with a small beard and a mustache. He quite reminded them of Father Christmas.
"There, there, you'll be fine in just a moment," he said calmly and put a spoon-like instrument to her forehead. He then pulled out something from his pocket that looked somewhat like a wristwatch. He tied it to Hermione's arm. It had, attached to it, a contraption that looked like the knob for a tap. He turned it counter-clockwise a couple of times and Hermione instantly stopped yelling. Her face relaxed and she sighed deeply.
"Thank you, Mr...?" she asked.
He grinned, "Mr. Bitmop. Or Healer Bitmop, whichever you like. So I take it that feels better then, eh love?"
She nodded, "I still feel some pain though, but very minimal."
"Yes that's normal, there's only so much of the elixir that can enter your body, it is too dangerous," he said. Hermione's face lit up.
"That wouldn't be the elixir of Heavendram? That was just recently produced in Russia?" she asked, feeling like she was in Hogwarts again.
He gave her a look that a teacher would give his best student and nodded, "You certainly have been reading the news, I take it?" he asked, impressed.
Hermione blushed slightly, "Well I teach some potions classes at Hogwarts."
"Oh very good! They are lucky to have such an informed professor." He smiled warmly. He pulled the elixir watch contraption off Hermione and shoved it in his pocket.
"So now all we have to do is wait. When it comes time for the actual delivery, the elixir will cease to work and you'll feel the pain again, although it'll only be for a few moments and then you'll have a bouncing baby in your hands! I'll be in to check on you and alert my nurse if anything goes wrong," he said grinning. Both him and the nurse left the room. Harry came and sat down on the bed next to her. Ginny sat on the other side. Just then, Ron bounded into the room. Hermione instantly smiled and Harry let Ron sit in his place.
Ron kissed her forehead and smiled, "You were great through Isabelle and Victoria, this will be even better."
Hermione half-smiled and held his trembling hand, "Are you alright love?"
He shook his head, "No I'm fine, just you know, I always get nervous...natural really."
She rolled her eyes, "You should have taken some Nervous Nougat from Fred and George."
Ron looked at her as if she was crazy, "Yeah and find my ears as long as my arms and my toes somewhere in Scandinavia? I don't think so," he said laughing.
Hermione laughed and then stared right into his blue eyes and rubbed her stomach, "This one's different...I can feel it. It's like a sixth sense for mothers..."
There came a knock at the door, followed by the Weasley clan. Hermione and Ron looked up and smiled.
"Hey everyone!" They said merrily. They all said their hellos and sat down on chairs that were conjured up in a wink. Victoria and Isabelle ran up to her and kissed her.
"Mummy! He's here! He's here!" Victoria shouted.
"Almost…" Hermione said, not having the heart to explain things to her again.
Mrs. Weasley sat down next to Hermione, "Hello dear, how is it then?"
"It's alright, I'm not in much pain and the healer says that all we have to do is wait," Hermione said quietly.
Ron twiddled his thumbs, "yeah...wait..."
They all sat in the room for about an hour, just chatting…anxiously. Hermione waited patiently, trying to keep her mind off of the little pain that she was in. A knock on the door revealed Hermione's parents.
Hermione hugged her parents, "I'm so glad you made it. It was so hard to find a telephone in the wizarding world."
"Yeah, those fellytones are scarce but there for emergencies. And I finally learned how to use one, right darling?" Ron asked Hermione with satisfaction.
She gave a nervous laugh when she got a hushed look from her parents who were trying to stifle a laugh.
"Yes dear you did," she said rubbing his arm. Harry had his arm around Ginny and was whispering to her as she giggled. Suddenly, a puff of smoke arose around Harry as a green piece of string tied itself magically to his finger.
He coughed and waved the smoke away, "I wish they wouldn't do that!"
Ron looked quizzical, "What? Work needs you now?"
Harry stood up, "Yeah, it's from the ministry, I'm needed there."
Hermione's dad lifted a finger, "Like a pager!" Everyone but Hermione looked at him oddly.
Hermione nodded, "Yes Dad," she said with a nervous laugh.
Mr.Weasley stood up, "Harold, I actually studied 'pagers' and other communicative devices, you know?" he said smugly. Hermione's dad looked impressed and started a conversation with him.
Harry said good-bye reluctantly, "Alright so I'll see you guys later, let me know if anything happens. Bye!" Harry left and Ginny stood up.
She walked over to her brother, "Ron, I thought you were at your game today?"
"Oh no! Ron your game! I want you to go but I..." Hermione said, worriedly.
Ron held up a hand, "No, Hermione, I'm staying here with you."
She smiled warmly, "but darling..."
Ron sighed, "No, I'm staying…but they will notice no keeper…actually I should probably just apparate there and tell them, the stand-in keeper will take my place," he said guiltily. Ron vanished with a pop.
Ginny sat down next to Hermione, "He loves you a lot you know. I was always afraid that because of his stubbornness and—er—odd qualities, he wouldn't be able to tell a girl how he felt. But he did and I'm proud of him."
Hermione laughed, "Yes he did, after six years. But I'm glad he did. Can you imagine me being Mrs. Krum? Sounds like a cookie make," she said as they both laughed. Hermione suddenly squeezed her eyes and lurched forward.
Ginny stood up, "Ooohhh, here it comes!" She ran outside to get the healer, who came running in. He held up something that looked like a sort of cross between an etch-a-sketch and an x-ray machine. He held it up to Hermione's stomach and it turned a lime green colour.
Hr. Bitmop nodded, "Yes the time has come!" he said, smiling.
Miralda the nurse came in and shooed everyone out, "Out out, only one person can stay with her." Ginny stayed by Hermione.
Hermione threw her head back onto the pillow, "Ron!"
He came vaulting in the door, "I'm here love, it's alright, and they've got a replacement." He sat by her and held her hand, "Let's do this."