Gryffindor. Bedroom. Day. I am heavily pregnant. Hermione breathed rolled her body to the left and to the right. Then she laid flat on the bed. Everything is all wrong for her. Her back totally arch in pain. Like she was split into two pieces for no reason.

Counting for her birth. She had three weeks more to go. Stretch marks are shown and pretty ugly to see in front of the mirror. Including her belly button pop out during her pregnancy. This is not Hermione Granger we know anymore.

Hermione Granger soon to be a mother.

Whimpered. She loses all her energy carrying this huge belly in front of her. She always feels tired and sleepy. Losing her appetite and big fan of sleeping. She could join the sleeping contest in German.

Her hand grip the side of her bed, she wants to get off the bed but fails. Ginny entering her room, sees Hermione struggling to get off.

"Do you need help?"

"You'll think?!" Ginny rushed to her. "I think this baby is feeding inside me. Am I going to die, Ginny?"

Ginny slapped her back head gently. Hermione hissed. "Don't be ridiculous! Mum has seven children of ours and she is fine. You're not going to die, Mione!"

"I need to shower and prepare for breakfast before going to class".

"All you need is rest! Look at you? Big belly still wants to go to class. Do you have the energy to do that? You barely move your big butt up from bed! You're mental!"

Ginny helps her. "I'll tell McGonagall that you need rest".

"Exams are coming".

"Stop thinking about exams for Merlin sake! You are about to have your baby in three weeks, less or maybe in minutes. Think for your health and the baby".

Hermione swallows her saliva. "I'm fine. Just helping me get off of my bed. I'm gonna be fine. Trust me".

"You sound like Snape".

Moments later. Hermione and Ginny climb out the portrait. Walking into the corridor, Ginny took Hermione's arm, she couldn't steady herself. Her belly is so big. Students have their eyes on her as she enters the Great Hall.

"Careful. We sit here". they sit. Food pops out on top of the table. Hermione reaches for a toast with eggs and chocolate milk for her breakfast.

"Here, eat this bacon. You need more blood. Mum says pregnant women need more blood before their birth, afraid of losing the blood too much while giving birth. And milk for your bones, because you need to push the baby out from yours. As you push, your back bones snap like twenty four pieces shattered out from your body".

Hermione stares at her. "Too much information?"

"You scared me to death!"

Moments after breakfast. Careful Hermione leaned on the wall, walking toward the classroom. Ginny went to another classroom that she couldn't help her out with. She stops taking her breathing.

Silver hair creeps behind her. "What do you want, Ferret?" She looked to her right where Malfoy stood. "Go away!"

"You need help, Granger".

"Since when? Why do you care!"

"Since you are pregnant with Snape's baby".

Snorts. "Why? Because I have his child you want to help? What if I don't have his child will you help?" silent. "Told so. You probably pushed me downstairs and left me for dead".

She walks but Draco the Ferret stops her by reaching her arm. "Don't touch me!"

"I made a mistake!" their eyes met. "I'm sorry. We shouldn't".

"Yeah. You shouldn't kiss Voldemort's arse and follow what he wants! Now that bloody snake is dead! Snape is dead''. she whispers. "Just stay away from me, Ferret!"

"At least let me help you walk to your class since you barely walk by yourself. Don't be a stubborn Granger. Weasley girl ain't here to help you, she got her own class. Let me assist you there, and then I'm gone".

Hermione breathed heavily. Draco is right. She needs someone beside her. Her hand stroked her growing belly, with nods. She allows Draco to reach her arm and walk to her class.

Later. Slughorn's Potions classroom. Hermione feels uncomfortable, her skin so pale and bagging eyes. Slughorn notices something is wrong with her.

"Miss Granger are you alright?"

"Do you have any draughts that keep me calm?"she suddenly began sweating. "Powerful drought".

Slughorn's shake his head no. "With your condition I can't give you any draught, Miss Granger. Why don't you take a rest in your dormitories? I called Professor McGonagall in".

"I'm fine, Professor. Can you excuse me? I'm going to the bathroom". Slughorn's nods. Slowly Hermione left the class. Leaned on the wall again. "What is wrong with me?"

She asked herself. The baby kicked more aggressively than ever. She is about to faint, slowly she walks back to Gryffindor tower.

"I can do this. Yes, I can. Hang in there baby.. your mother is brave and you drive me crazy". She breathed again. "I just realized Gryffindor tower damn so far!"

Grunt. She leaned on the wall hard. Something is not right, her eyes peer down between her legs, something thick liquid drips down her legs. She broke her water.

"Oh Merlin sake!" she screams in pain. Slide down to the ground holding her pain. "Anybody.. please..! Professor!"

"Miss Granger!" McGonagall on view. "Merlin.. is it time?"

"Take me to muggle hospital. My name registered there".

"No Miss Granger, there is no time. Madam Pomfrey will tend you in the Hospital wing".

She screams, accidentally she grips McGonagall's hand. Hermione is in pain. Both women scream in the corridor.

"I'm sorry. Just send me to Muggle hospital. There was a time. Floo everything.. please.."

London. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Harry and Ron. They received a letter from McGonagall about Hermione who broke her water, contraction, pain and screaming.

Lucky Harry knew where the hospital was except for the Weasley's. Molly is confused and screams at herself.

"Taxi. We should take a taxi to go to the hospital". Harry eyes on the Weasley's. "That's the only way and fast".

"I think floo networks are faster than this".

"Molly dear. Muggle hospital does not have a chimney to connect to. If we did we would be stuck inside it". said Arthur. "We take a taxi that's better even though I don't know what it means".

Harry whistled for a taxi. The taxi stopped in front of them. Arthur amused, trying to whistle too. Nothing sound came out from his lips.

"I need practice so then the taxi can pick me up like this".

Harry smiled. He sat beside the driver. The Weasley's are behind. "St. Joseph Hospital. Punched it!"

The taxi driver hit the gas. Drive like a mental man. The Weasley's screaming. Harry held his laugh.

"We're going to die!" Ron shouted. "He's mental! Harry makes him stop!"

"Do not panic son. I have seen a Muggle driving like this. And they crashed into each other after that!" Molly and Ron look at each other. "Still. Normal. They lived".

Molly almost fainted, laying her head on Arthur's shoulder. Ron is about to throw up. "Delicate". Arthur smiles.

St. Joseph Hospital. Moment later. The taxi hit the brakes hard. Make the Weasley's jump to the front. Ron's face bumped back of the car seat.

Harry turned to look behind. "Alright?"

"I'm gonna be sick!"

St. Joseph Hospital. Level 4. Labor room. Harry and the Weasley's out from the elevator. Harry walks to the front desk asking for Hermione.

"Granger? Yes. She is in the labor room right now. Too young I guess. Are you the father?" Harry shakes his head no. "Pity. We need the baby's father who can accompany her inside".

"The baby father is dead. We're the only family she got. Mrs Weasley can accompany her inside". He turns to Molly. "Hermione needs you inside, Mrs Weasley".

Molly cries, then her face changes, and marches toward the front desk. "You best hope let me inside with her. Or I hex you!" she pointed at the nurse.

"Are you threatening me, ma'am? If you are, I called the security that all of you are intruders".

Molly is about to argue with the nurse but they all hear Hermione screaming from nowhere where they stood. Harry had no choice but to use...

Imperio..

The young nurse inhaled deeper the spell. She chuckles for no reason. "You can go.." Harry nods.

"Mrs Weasley?"

"Did you, my boy?" Molly knows. Harry smirked. "Thank you". She walked through the corridor, then she stopped as she found Hermione inside the labor room. The door closes behind Molly.

Molly is inside with Hermione now. As for the men. They waited outside.

Later. Molly studied Hermione sleeping, tired and sweating on the hospital bed after giving birth to a healthy baby boy.

Molly caresses her bushy hair with love. Too young, too innocent. The men entered.

"How is she doing?" whispers Arthur to Molly. "She is doing great isn't she darling".

Molly nods in a smile. "The nurse tended the baby in the nursery room. We should let her rest".

"I found this machine Harry told me". he turned to Harry. "That machine gives us food directly and our drink. It tastes weird but good". he sighs. "Ron is still trying to learn how to use it".

Harry walks to Hermione's bed. Whispers. "You're so brave, Hermione".

Next day. Hermione is awake. Cradle her new born baby in her arms. The Weasley's include Ginny and Harry come to visit. Ginny takes a seat beside her bed.

"Well, he doesn't look like Snape except for his eyes. Darker than ever. Maybe he is still a baby, we don't know when he will grow".

She stared. "What will you name him, Mione?"

"Henry Granger". She smiled. "Reminds me of King Harry in Muggle history".

Ginny nods. "Henry. Nice name". She studied all the gifts Hermione received. "McGonagall is here?"

"Yeah. She left me a bouquet and chocolate frog. Other Gryffindors couldn't make it so they sent an owl for my gift and the security had to chase the bird out".

Hermione stares down. Baby Henry is asleep. "Molly says you use an Imperio spell to the nurse, Harry".

"She was annoyed. I have to. So? Hermione?" She looked up at him. "If you want.. I am looking for your parents in Australia".

Hermione smiles with thank you. "I'll go by myself, Harry. I have to restore my parents' memory and.. there's a lot to do. I need to see Eileen to".

"Eileen Snape?" Molly stepped forward a bit. "That woman".

"Snape's mum? Is she alive? seriously?"

Molly snorted. "Oh, Ron. Don't be so dramatic. Of course she's still alive, what do you expect? Just her husband Tobias.. well.. he's muggle so we don't know where he has been".

"He told me about his father. That's why I want to see her". Hermione looked down at the baby. "That her son never left". She smiles down at Henry. Cooing. "I want to show her what Snape's left to me. Her grandson".

Harry nods. "I still can help you. Seriously".