She was nervous and she didn't like it. She wasn't used to the tight feeling in her chest, nor the difficulty she felt whilst breathing. The more she concentrated on filling her lungs with air, the more difficult it seemed to become. She fidgeted anxiously, praying that the nurse would come back soon. Remus stood beside her, his hand resting on her shoulder, probably hoping to comfort her. The stony expression on his face, however, didn't comfort her in the slightest.
"Can I hold him?" she asked softly, relaxing slightly when Remus nodded, placing Teddy into her arms.
She cradled his warm body against her chest, her heartbeat slowing as she gazed down at his sleeping face.
"The nurse should be back any second now," Remus stated, his lips tight and jaw tensed.
She nodded, trying hard to push her thoughts aside. But there was one sentence that played in her head over and over again.
What if we lost it?
The blonde nurse who had been tending to her entered the room again. She had a clipboard tucked under her arm and an impassive expression on her face.
"Right, Miss Granger," she began.
Instinctively Hermione reached for Remus' hand.
"So, I just let one of the healers look over your results and-"
Remus squeezed her hand gently as if to say that everything would be OK, no matter what the results revealed.
"Your baby is absolutely fine. You have nothing to worry about. "
The two of them let out a sigh of relief, and Hermione felt close to tears as she let the news sink in. Her baby was safe.
"We do, however, highly recommend that you take time off work and stick to bed rest for the time being. Your husband took excellent care of the external damages your injury provided, but your concussion has yet to pass," the stout woman continued.
"Of course, I'll see to that," Remus said immediately, wrapping an arm protectively around Hermione's shoulder.
She leant into him, smiling for the first time that day.
"Good. Now, our examination also revealed the gender of your baby. Would you like to-"
"Yes!" Remus and Hermione exclaimed simultaneously.
The woman bit back a smile.
"You're having a baby girl," she said, a little friendlier than before.
Hermione squealed with joy, kissing Teddy's button nose.
"You're going to have a baby sister, Ted!" Remus breathed excitedly, stroking his son's cheek.

After the nurse had left, Hermione turned to Remus and raised an eyebrow.
"Husband, eh?"
He chuckled warmly, the deep rumble of his laugh evoking a feeling in her that she couldn't quite place.
"I don't hate the sound of that, Mrs Lupin," he replied, leaning down and kissing her tenderly.
She giggled, slightly out of breath as they pulled apart.
"Mrs Lupin, eh? I could get used to that..."
"Really?" Remus asked his face earnest as he studied her expression.
"Yes, of course! It definitely beats Miss Granger," she said thoughtfully.
"No, I meant if you were serious about becoming my wife."
"Oh! Is this a proposal?" she asked.
"I guess..." he faltered, nervously running his hands through his hair.
"Well, then... yes! Of course, I want to be your wife!" she blurted.
His eyes lit up and a euphoric smile stretched across his face.
"You've just made me the happiest man on earth," he breathed.
"If I had only known it was that easy," she responded, leaning in for yet another kiss.

"We're back," Hermione called, as she, Remus and Teddy entered Grimmauld Place.
They stepped through to the kitchen and saw Harry and Sirius waiting nervously at the table. The atmosphere was tense and she could see that the lunch she had prepared for them both had been left untouched. The two men looked up immediately as Remus closed the door softly, Teddy balancing precariously in his other arm. Hermione grinned up at him and took Teddy from him, then turned to her two stony-faced housemates.
"What did they say? Is everything ok?" Sirius asked, not reciprocating her smile.
Hermione blushed, taking in the worry etched into the older man's face, realising once more how unbelievably stupid she had been and how much distress she had cast upon her dearest friends.
"Is the baby ok?" Harry pressed.
She swallowed, shifting Teddy's weight in her arms.
"Everything is fine. The child was left unharmed, but the nurse explicitly said that Hermione is meant to rest and take time off work," Remus explained, placing a hand gently on Hermione's shoulder.
Harry and Sirius simultaneously sighed in relief, wide smiles spreading on each of their faces.
"So, that means we're still going to be Godparent's?" Sirius asked animatedly, belatedly tucking into the full English Hermione had prepared.
"Of course," she said quietly, still unable to look at them.
"First Lucius' attack now this. Your baby is one hell of a fighter, that's for sure," he remarked
"Or she's just incredibly lucky," Hermione muttered.
Harry and Sirius looked up in surprise by the sudden reveal of the child's gender, but the solemn look on Hermione's face hindered them from remarking on it.
"Nobody blames you for what happened," Remus murmured quietly.
"Well, I do-" Harry began, cut off by the stern glare Remus through his way.
"Don't-" he warned through gritted teeth, revealing to them all that Harry had discovered a sore spot.
"But, luckily nothing too terrible happened and hopefully, you've learnt your lesson," Harry concluded, through a mouthful of bacon.
Hermione nodded, stroking Teddy's back, more to soothe herself than the already content child.
"You're right," she said quietly, feeling lighter, somehow, now that someone had actually held her responsible.
"Wait-" Sirius interjected, his gaze fixated on Remus.
Remus raised an eyebrow questioningly, urging the animagus to enlighten them all.
"You're not telling us something," Harry said, catching on to his godfather's suspicions.
An awkward silence enveloped the room, and then Hermione's face split into a grin.
She took hold of Remus's hand and smiled up at him.
"Do you want to tell them, or shall I?"
He beamed down at her and gestured for her to convey the good news.
"Spit it out!" Harry exclaimed, the excitement in his eyes betraying the fact that he already knew what she was going to say.
"Remus and I are getting married."
Sirius whooped loudly and in three strides he was at his oldest friend's side, hugging him ferociously. Hermione turned to Harry whose entire face was alight with unfiltered joy.
"You're not kidding?" he asked, getting up from the table and walking towards her.
She shook her head, smiling so much her face hurt. He pulled her into a gentle embrace, careful not to crush Teddy. Hermione leaned into her best friend, wondering how so much could have happened in so little time.
"To Mr and Mrs Lupin!" Sirius bellowed, handing Teddy to Remus so that he could lift Hermione into one of his bear hugs.
He whirled her around, eyes ablaze with emotion.
"Careful!" Remus exclaimed worriedly.
Sirius grinned apologetically and set her back down on her feet.
"I forgot, your all fragile now aren't you?" he remarked.
"Bugger off," she shot back, unable to hide the immense relief she was feeling.
She was going to have a family, and that was all that mattered.