Chapter Ten:

For Everything

Hermione buried her face into her hands with tears. Harry was still speechless as he looked at her. He didn't know what to say. Hermione cried right there in front of him, but he just sat there stupidly and said nothing. She was mumbling thing to herself, but after about a minute she looked up as the tears trailed down her cheeks.

"I don't know if I could do this Harry." She said truthfully.

Harry was suddenly snapped back into reality and looked at his wife. She was crying and it was all because they were having a baby. Deep down inside he was sure she was excited, but something told him that she couldn't believe it herself. He just smiled widely and got up from the table.

He took her hand. She looked at him with confusion as she stood up and face him. She buried her face into his shoulder and Harry wrapped her arms around her waist. With one small move, he had swung her in a complete circle and smiled widely. Hermione felt her feet hit the floor and looked up to him.

"I don't understand," She spoke silently. "How can you be confident about having a baby?" Hermione asked. Harry wiped away the tears in her eyes.

"Because you are the mother," Harry spoke gently. "We should be celebrating, not crying." He teased.

"Harry, I'm scared." She said as she couldn't hold back the tears that poured from her trembling eyes. "What if something happens?" She asked as she made a slight gasp.

"Nothing will happen, Hermione." Harry assured. "Hermione, you are about to have a daughter or son... shouldn't you be happy?" He asked as he moved a lock of hair behind her ear.

"I guess, but I just can't help but feel so worried." She said as she placed a hand on her lower stomach.

"You worry too much." Harry laughed as he kissed the top of her head. "I'll take care of you. No matter what it is, I'll do it." He wrapped his arms around her waist again.

Hermione said a gentle thank you as she felt a light kiss upon her lips. Hermione could feel Harry's hand gently rubbing her stomach and she kissed him back with pleasure. She still wasn't feeling all that well, but she didn't want to leave Harry. She had broke their kiss and laid her head on Harry's shoulder with a sigh.

"What time did you get home last night?" Hermione asked.

"About eleven thirty," Harry said truthfully.

"I thought you said you would be home before eleven!" Hermione said as she looked at him. "And I thought I could depend on your veracity." She shook her head.

"Well, you weren't going to be home and Ron and I got kind-of, well..." He couldn't think of the word. "Side trapped."

"I see, but you said you would still be home before eleven." She said with a smirk and crossed her arms.

"I did, I'm sorry." He sighed and held her close.

Hermione shook her head again in disbelief. She didn't believe that Harry had just apologized. She hadn't really cared that much, but it felt good to hear him say it when it wasn't needed. Hermione just laid her head upon Harry's shoulder again and let out a large yawn.

"Tired?" Harry asked as he stroked her back gently.

"A little," Hermione stated. "I could hardly sleep last night." She said.

"Did the sickness get to you?" He asked and Hermione nodded. "Why don't you go upstairs to bed, I'll bring you up a drink." He offered.

"Thanks Harry." She said as she kissed him on the lips quickly.

"You're welcome. I hope you feel better soon." Harry said as she walked slowly and carefully up the stairs.

Hermione had entered her bed room and lain down on the side of the bed closest to the balcony door. She could barely see the water's surface through the bars on the balcony fencing. She positioned herself and moved onto her back where she stared at the ceiling with thoughts running through her head.

Hermione rustled in her bed as she tried to find comfort. She finally settled herself onto her fluffy pillow as her bangs were tucked back out of her face. She turned her head as she heard a shuffle of feet from the stairs. She watched through the doorway closely as she soon saw the very person she was thinking of walk through the door, Harry.

"How about a cup of tea?" Harry offered.

"That sounds wonderful." She said breathlessly.

Hermione hadn't eaten or drank anything in the past few hours because she thought they would only make her sick. Hermione's doctor told her that the morning sickness should stop at anytime soon, and she was definitely looking forward to it. She wanted nothing more but to stop.

Harry had sat silently on the side of the bed and helped her sit up. He slung an arm around her back as she was handed the tea and sipped it gently. She felt a sudden rush of pleasure run through her. The smell and taste of an afternoon tea made her mouth water and want more and more. She took another sip.

"You have no idea how good this tastes." Hermione said breathlessly. She felt like her tea was practically devouring her.

"Is it that good?" Harry asked with a silent laugh.

"Harry, I haven't had tea in like a week, give me a break!" She complained.

Hermione rested herself against Harry as her cheek gently hit his. She turned and stared into his emerald eyes with pleasure and smiled innocently as she sipped her tea again. She had felt another kiss on the top of her head and Harry gently stroked her side. This made the hairs on her skin stand up straight.

"I love you." Hermione said as she let out a yawn.

"I love you more." He said childishly.

Normally Hermione would have did a run around thing where they would say "no, I love you more" back and forth to each other. Boring actually, but they seemed to find it amusing. Harry suddenly felt Hermione fall asleep on his shoulder, and he let out a slight laugh.

He removed the half cup of tea from her hands and placed it on the bedside table. He gently picked her up a little and positioned her in the bed more so she was lying down on her back. Hermione had turned onto her side that faced Harry, but didn't open her eyes. Harry smiled and gave her a light peck on the cheek and walked out of the room. He slowly closed the door from behind him.

He walked down the stairs and into the living room and there sat Lavender and Ron Weasley, making them selves at home. They were sitting together and leaning against each other with smiles. Harry had stood directly behind them and made a, quite loud, noise in his thought.

"Ahem-" Harry said and they both twisted their heads around.

"Hello Harry. How'd it go?" Lavender asked with a smile.

"How long have you been here?" Harry asked and looked back and forth from Ron to Lavender then back to Ron as he spoke.

"Ever since you left the kitchen and went upstairs." Ron said with a smile.

"I thought I heard a noise, but I thought I was just going crazy." Harry laughed.

Lavender and Ron had both laughed with him as he circled around the couch that they sat on and sat in a chair across from them. He had a look on him that meant he was either in deep thought or he was worried. Ron believed that he was just thinking, but Lavender honestly thought he was worried.

"How is Hermione?" Ron asked.

"Fine, did you know?" Harry asked and Ron gave a look of confusion. "That she was pregnant I mean." He said.

"She's pregnant?" Ron asked rather loudly and turned to Lavender. "You told me she was sick!" He complained.

"I wanted Harry to tell you." She smiled innocently.

"Guys, keeps your voices down," Harry said as he glimpsed at the stairway. "Hermione is sleeping." He said.

"Sorry." They whispered sweetly.

"It's alright." Harry said as he turned to Lavender. "I'm actually glad you're here." Harry said truthfully.

"Me? Why?" Lavender said confused.

"I want to know what happened at the doctors." Harry said. "What was her reaction?" He wondered.

"Her reaction to what, precisely?" Lavender asked.

"What did she do when the doctor told her that she was pregnant?" Harry asked.

"Oh, that." Lavender said unsure if she should tell him or not. "I'm not sure if Hermione wanted you to know this, but promise not to speak of it... alright?" Lavender asked.

"Alright," Harry promised.

"She fainted." Lavender then put a hand over her mouth. She said it rather meanly then she intended to and she wasn't sure why. "Sorry, I didn't mean it to sound so harsh!" She apologized.

"It's alright," Harry said lightly. "She fainted?" He asked as the thought ran through his head.

"Yes, she was terrified when he told her." Lavender said.

Harry couldn't believe it, because aren't people usually excited when they're pregnant? He might have been wrong, but that's what he figured. He looked up to Ron, who was speechless, and then back to Lavender. He asked her to tell her the entire story, so she did, but she didn't want to.

"Alright," She said like she didn't want to. "We walked in and she was still complaining about if it was true or not. We entered the doctor's office and he took a look at her with the machine thing and it showed the inside of her stomach. The doctor then came back with the results and said she had been two weeks into pregnancy. Then she fainted, but I helped her and the doctor said that happened a lot, but I doubt it." Lavender said. "And then that's about it, except for the part where she woke up."

"What happened when she woke up?" Harry asked as he was taken aback by Lavender's story.

"She started talking about you, Harry." She said and Harry gave her an about-what look. "She was freaking out about what you would say, and she was afraid that you wouldn't want to keep her child." She said lightly.

"Oh," Harry said awkwardly.

He didn't know what to say, he didn't know at all. It seemed to him that Hermione didn't really know how he felt, and truthfully he did want this child. He put a smile on his face awkwardly and said it to himself. 'I'm going to be a father,' he said excited.

"Are you alright?" Ron asked as he held Lavender's hand. Harry looked side trapped and laughed lightly.

"Fine, I just realized something." He said as he stood with a wide smile on his face.

"What?" Lavender and Ron called after him, but he didn't look back.

"I'm going to be a father." He said as he ran up the stairs.

He went down the hall and entered the large doors that lead into Hermione and his room. She was awake as she lay on her side and stared out the window. She turned sleepily as she looked at Harry and watched him enter. She had a frown on her face, but Harry smiled.

"Harry, was Lavender here?" She asked and Harry nodded.

"Yeah, but how did you know?" He asked.

"I asked her to talk to you, but I didn't know when she would show up." She said with a sigh as Harry took his seat next to her again.

"But, she said I wasn't supposed to tell you everything she told me." He asked with confusion.

"That's ridiculous, I told her to tell you." She said with a sigh. "I- I thought you would be mad." She said.

"Hermione, after hearing that story I'm more excited then I thought." He smiled and raked his fingers through her hair.

"But-" She started with a scared voice, but he stopped her.

"Hermione, don't you realize?" Harry asked with a smile. "You're going to be a mother and raise a little girl or boy, isn't that something you always wanted?" He asked.

"Yes, but you said you didn't want to have kids this early in time." She said and Harry shook his head.

"Don't worry about me," Harry said and kissed her lips. "That was a lie." He smiled.

Hermione had then smiled for the first time in days that meant something. She just laid there with a smile, and then wrapped her arms around Harry's neck and pulled him to her gently. She kissed his lip with a thank you and let go.

"I love you Hermione," Harry smiled. "You will be a great mother, you know." He said as he put a thumb to her cheek and gently rubbed it back and forth.

"And you," Hermione said with a laugh. "You're going to be a father." She laughed. "It's funny actually." She smiled.

"Why is it funny?" He asked jokingly.

"You're so tense, and you freak when kids play on your lawn." She smiled. "And you want a child?" She laughed again.

"I love my lawn!" He said protectively. "But, I'll change… I promise." He smiled.

"You better." She said as she seized the collar of his shirt playfully and pulled him down so her lips touched his. "I love you."

She smiled, and he took the opportunity to kiss her again. He lain beside her and gently kissed her. He pulled her close as he set a hand on her lower stomach again and rubbed gently. She smiled.

"I love you too." He said and felt the lips press with his again.

Hermione woke in the late night with Harry fallen asleep beside her. His head was lying on her chest when she raked her fingers through his pitch black hair. She kissed the top of his head and let out a sigh. She was in thought about what Harry said was true or not. She rubbed her fingers along his cheek.

Did Harry really want this child? He did seem rather happy and she figured that was enough proof, but Harry did say that he didn't want to have any children. Harry also said he wanted this child. Maybe Hermione was just worrying too much, if Harry said he meant it… then he meant it.

Hermione looked to her side and gazed out the widow on the balcony sliding door. She sighed, it was night. Every time she looked at the nightly sky an image was stuck in her head. The stars shined bright and there weren't any stars at all the night Harry tried to win Hermione back. She didn't understand how he could love her after she treated him like that. Her actions were uncalled for.

She cradled his head in her arms and nuzzled against his face. 'Thank god he's alive,' she said as she thought about the accident over and over again. Hermione let go as she felt a light movement against her chest. Harry stirred awake. He rubbed his eyes and set a hand on the body beneath him. He turned his head and was lost in an abyss of golden. It was Hermione's eyes.

"Morning, or well… night." She said with a laugh.

Harry yawned and looked at the clock – nine. He looked outside to the starry night sky and shook his head. He didn't think he had ever woken at this time in his entire life. He thought he had gotten enough sleep last night, but he was wrong. Maybe he was more tired then he felt.

"Sorry Hermione." He moved to sit up, but she pulled him to her lips.

"It's alright." She said and let him go. Harry just laughed and brushed a lock of hair behind her ear.

"How are you feeling Love?" He asked sweetly.

"Better." She said simply. "I think the morning sickness has stopped. They gave me medicine at the doctor's and well… I think its working." She smiled.

Hermione had a question for Harry, but she didn't want to bring it up too quickly. She had only one thing on her mind and it was the human being that was at this very second forming in her stomach. Hermione felt very little pain in her stomach, but sometimes it tickled too. She felt like she wanted to be lazy, and not move… was this normal for a pregnant female?

"Do you want anything?" Harry asked as her thoughts changed to desires.

"Chocolate," she said as her mouth watered. "That sounds really good." She said anxiously.

"I can do that." He laughed. He shook his head with a laugh, kissed her, and left the room.

Hermione then relaxed a bit. What came to her mind was the baby. Not just the baby itself though… the name. She really wanted a girl, but a boy would be good too. She always pictured herself with a big family, but several years ago she would never have thought it would be with Harry. Hermione sighed as she rubbed her lower stomach with thought.

"Melody," She said with feeling. She like it, and that name… it was so prefect.

"What?" Harry asked as he walked back into the room.

Harry handed her a chocolate frog with a smile and Hermione shook her head. She didn't want to ask him about names, it was much too early. Hermione, though, was taken completely aback by the next moment. Harry had asked her a question as she opened the box and froze.

"Did you think of a name?" He wondered as he took a sip of butterbeer from glass he took from the kitchen. Hermione froze.

"That's funny," She smiled. "That's exactly what I was thinking about." Hermione said with amazement.

"I know you better then you think." Harry winked.

Harry sat next to Hermione on the bed. It wasn't meant to be, but something about that statement scared her. She just laughed and wrapped her arms around Harry after taking a bite of chocolate frog. She chewed silently and swallowed.

"Do you have any ideas?" She wondered.

"James," Harry said simply. "After my father," He insisted.

Hermione knew that Harry had idolized his father. James Potter was known as the best Hogwarts Gryffindor Seeker for six years in a row, but he could never stop showing off around everyone else. He had top marks in school and had become part of the Order of the Phoenix, just like Harry. Hermione just nodded.

"Perfect," She said with a smile.

"Did you have any ideas?" Harry asked.

"Well, don't laugh, but..." She paused. "If it was a girl I was considering Melody." She said.

"Why would I laugh?" He said with a serious tone.

"I don't know, I just thought you would." She said. She really didn't have a reason; she just stupidly assumed Harry would laugh.

Of course, he didn't laugh. He just set next to her repeated the word perfect in the exact same tone as Hermione, and smiled. He kissed her lips with a smile and then just held her close. She had eaten the last bit of her chocolate frog before turning to Harry and smiled brightly.

"Thank You." She said sincerely.

"For what?" Harry asked after turning to her.

She pushed her lips against his passionately and let go. She stared into his emerald eyes and seized his hand. She placed his hand on the mid section of her stomach that was slightly bigger then he last remembered. She smiled and he waited patiently for her answer. She said exactly two words that made Harry smile wider at the very thought and moment.

"For everything,"

Author's Notes:

So y'all, what do you think? I was considering the name 'Airalynn' for the baby's name, because I absolutely love the name… but since my pen name is Airalynn it would probably seem really dumb. So I looked for something else. If any of you have a better idea for a name… let me know! –wink wink-

I want to thank each and every one of you for sticking on my side against that "DonkeyKong27" kid. It really hurt me to hear those words from someone who took the time to read my writing and call it garbage. If it wasn't for you guys, this story would have been history.

I want to thank one person who has stuck with me through all the chapters and made me feel so good about myself. She makes me think I have the ability to succeed and finish this story with brightness. I want to thank her for being behind me 100 and reviewing almost every chapter. She is probably the greatest person a girl could meet and yet, she still looks for the greater good in people. I want to thank you PrincessLuckyCML. You have opened my eyes and made me actually appreciate all that I have written. I honor you by saying that you are one of the best people anyone could ever find. Thank you so much for being there, opening up to me, and expressed your inner beauty. Thank you my dearest friend.

Airalynn

To My Reviewers:

PrincessLuckyCML – Explained everything above –wink wink-

pumpkinpie4ever – Lol, I tried to not be so obvious, but it didn't work well. Do you ever have those days where you say "Ok, this is what I want to do," but when you started writing you get completely carried away with something different? I think that's what happened :P

rockergurl13 – Thank you, it seriously means the world to me. And at least I'm not alone in this world, right?

E.G. Potter – You know that Fanfiction doesn't really care if you say "ass" right? Lol.

NicciBubbles – I try to make my chapters a bit more interesting each time, but sometimes it completely doesn't work.

marauderwormtail89 – Idiot... that's a new one. LOL. I'm glad you like the story. Most people swore about him and you said "idiot," its funny actually.

infallallthingsaremadesplendid – I don't really agree about being a good writer but I do appreciate your compliment. I try my hardest to write, rewrite, proofread, and such. But all of a sudden I've been getting trapped into things I don't even want to go through... do you ever feel lost even though you are where you should be?

princtongirl828 – It was a mistake that I made her name Lynn. I tried changing it, but I don't think it worked. Also the pen name you have "princtongirl828" Is that the same name as on A Cinderella Story but spelled different? It sounds similar so just wonder.

lovitsomuch – Thanks… I think, lol.

Charmedlily – OMG I LOVE YOU! Lol

Alice (reviewed chapter 2) – Yes, he is dead. I made a mistake.

Hawley (reviewed chapter 2) – Lol, that would be a little odd. But yes, they do end up together.

Potter – I'm sure your stories aren't any better. Plus I have read the series, but obviously you are too stupid to realize that I want my stories to be completely different from J.K Rowling's. If I made Crouch dead and stuff like that then I would be kindof plagiarizing J.K Rowling. And why are you under "anonymous?" What have you got to hide? Too afraid for me to read your stories?

Laurence Hill – I'm aware… I've told like a million people that he's not dead in my story and I fixed Hermione's middle name! lol.

That's it!

UPDATED: (SATURDAY) JUNE 11, 2005