(A/N: Sorry it took so long, guys. I've been trying to think of how to end this. And this was my best idea. So hopefully you like it. I think I'll be starting a sequel soon. But I'll probably be starting on a different story altogether. Anyway, I hope this chapter was worth the wait. I love you all. Thanks for reading.)

Chapter 9—A New Family is Born

Exams had passed, the school year ended, and Hermione and Ron were getting ready to welcome their first child. Both of their parents were very excited to meet the first grandchild on both sides, and Ron's parents insisted the couple and their baby live in the Weasley home.

Draco and Harry helped in any way that they could, including setting up a very big baby shower for Hermione. They wanted their godchild to have nothing but the best. This would be the luckiest baby that ever lived. The nursery was all set up, the gold crib was put together, and the sheets were made of a scarlet silk. Exotic stuffed animals sat next to an antique rocking chair, and the closet and dresser were filled with the finest baby clothes and robes available. There was even a small, black owl in a cage next to the window, waiting to welcome the newest Weasley to the world. The only thing left to do was wait.

And then, it happened. At 3 AM, on July 31, Ron woke up to see a pained Hermione.

"Oh, Ron, I think it's time. I think the baby is coming…"

"Okay, darling. I'll get my parents. " He kissed her forehead and ran out of the room.

Quickly, everyone got their bags and things, and were soon at the hospital. The nurses took Hermione and Ron to the delievery room, and everyone else has to stay in the waiting room.

"Do you think our first grandchild will be a boy or girl?" Mrs. Weasley asked Mr. Weasley.

"Molly, dear, I think it will be a boy, knowing our family. A girl would be very rare indeed. But, I do know that I am very glad that Hermione is a part of our family now. Such a wonderful girl, she is."

Draco and Harry just paced the hallways. They were too excited to sit. They couldn't believe that in a few hours, they would be godfathers. They couldn't believe they would be taking care of a baby.

"Draco," Harry said to his blonde lover, " one day, I want this to be us. I want us to have a baby."

"Like, now?"

"No, of course not now. But after we leave Hogwarts. After we get married. I just want a baby with you."

Draco kisses Harry. "I want a baby with you, too, love. When we're ready. But, we have enough on our hands with Ron and Mione's baby. This is going to be such a loved child. She or he will have such a good life. We will make sure of that."

In the delivery room, Ron was helping Hermione breathe and push.

"It will be okay, sweetie. You're doing so well, just take a deep breath."

"Easy for you to say, Ronald. You're not the one pushing out a watermelon. I swear, you are having the next child…" Hermione said as she squeezed the redhead's hand.

"Okay, hun. I can see the head. Give me one big push," said the nurse. Hermione pushed with all her might. She heard a small cry, and started crying, herself.

"One more push, and we will have a baby." Said the nurse again. And with that last push, Hermione felt a sign of relief. Ron kissed her head, and then looked at the baby.

"Well, congratulations, mom and dad. You have a beautiful baby girl," the nurse said as she wrapped up the new baby, and handed her to Hermione, "I'll tell your family they can come in two at a time."

After everyone in both families has seen the new addition, Draco and Harry joined their best friends in the recovery room. They had never seen such a perfect and tiny human in their lives.

"Wow, she's beautiful," Harry said.

"Thank you," replied Ron, "I think so, too. Even if she did get Hermione's brown hair. At least she has my eyes."

"Oh, stop it Ronald, her hair is wonderful. And it's nice and straight. Not big and bushy, like mine. She's just perfect. The most wonderful thing I've ever seen." Hermione just held her sleeping daughter, and looked at her in awe.

"So, what is her name?" Draco asked.

"We're still deciding on that one, really" Ron replied.

"Well, actually, dear, I have one that I like," Hermione chimed in.

"And what is that?" the redhead asked.

"Venus."

"I like it", Harry said. And everyone agreed.

"But, why Venus?" Harry asked.

"Because, Harry, Venus was the goddess of love. She was the very essence of love and beauty. And I never knew what beautiful looked like until I saw my daughter. I never realized what love was until the first time I held her."

The four of them just knew it was perfect. They knew at that moment in time that you never know what love is until you have a child. And you don't realize it until you hold a miracle. And that that very moment, all the world is perfect. At that moment, all you know is love.