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The worst part of any pregnancy is when you're too damn pregnant to work anymore

The worst part of any pregnancy is when you're too damn pregnant to work anymore. I always stick it out as long as I can, but my due date is in a week and I could technically have the baby anytime so I guess it's time to stop. I pack up my desk one last time, fairly early on a Thursday afternoon and I do feel sort of sad that I won't be able to work for at least four months after the baby is born. It will be nice to spend some time with the kids though; I think until the baby's born I'll keep Rose and Hugo at home during the day instead of at the Burrow while Ron's at work.

I smile when I open my office door and find a bunch of baby presents on my secretary's desk- people had been stopping by all week to wish us good luck. I stop briefly at her desk to inform her that I'm going over into the Auror office for a few minutes and then I waddle across the room. When I enter the Auror office Ron comes out of his office right away and looks a bit concerned.

"Mione you really shouldn't be wandering around right now," he says gently, but that just infuriates me.

"Ron just because I'm the size of Dudley Dursley does not mean that I can't walk across the room to see my husband."

"I'm sad that Dudley wasn't around to hear that comparison," I hear a voice from behind me sound and know that Harry is hardly containing his laughter.

Ron's laughing too and finally my face breaks and I join in as well.

"Sorry Harry, I shouldn't have said that about your cousin," I say after a few minutes to which Harry responds, "Actually I thought you were being harsh on yourself, being compared to Dudley is a fate I wish on no one."

We smile until Ron puts his arm around me and tells me, "Okay Mi, it's time for you to go home and relax. Don't worry about any of the baby presents or your stuff, I'll grab all of it and I'll get Harry to help me before I leave today. Right Harry?"

"Of course, I am totally at your disposal," Harry's smiling because he knows that I hate being told to 'relax.' When have I ever relaxed? I take a deep breath and know that Ron is right, I don't want anything to go wrong with this pregnancy so relaxing would be a good thing.

"Alright I'll go home, but not because you told me to," I smile and give Ron a look that says 'kiss me' which he responds too fully until Harry makes a sound that could have been an 'ick.' We chuckle as we break apart and as I head up to the Atrium to the floo network (it's too risky to apparate at this stage in a pregnancy), I get best wishes from everyone I run into. It's strange to receive such wishes from strangers but Harry, Ron and I are still fairly famous from the triumphs we had as mere teenagers.

I arrive home and hate the quiet immediately. It's not too late in the day, maybe I could head over to the Burrow for a while and hangout with Molly and the kids. I write Ron a quick note telling him where I am and floo over to the Burrow where the quiet is actually quite disturbing.

When I look outside I see the sun high in the sky and know that all the kids are probably outside playing in the backyard and head out that way. When I get out there I find Molly, Rose and Lily sitting on a bench and the other kids running around the yard clearly playing some form of tag.

"Hello all," I say as I walk up behind them and before I can sit down I'm immediately almost pulled down next to Rose who is very happy to see me. I smile and kiss her forehead then turn my attention to Lily who is less shy with me than a lot of her aunts, but still very shy indeed. She reminds me of when Harry first came to school and didn't really know himself very well.

"Hi Auntie Hermione," she giggles and I give her a quick smile and notice her hair is falling out, "Hey Lils, do you want me to fix your hair?" She nods with a small grin on her face and after I quickly fix her hair and give her a quick kiss on the forehead hello, I hear Molly speak up.

"So they finally convinced you to go home?" she's smiling and I laugh a bit and nod. "Well it's about time," I smile and don't reply but instead feel a tiny hand on my stomach and look to see Rose cautiously touching the large bump protruding from my body.

"Mummie this is where our new brother or sister is right?" This question gets Lily's attention too and now they're both rather curiously investigating the bump.

"Yes, and in a few days or weeks we're going to meet him or her," I reply to the girls whose faces light up at the prospect of a new person in the mix.

"But how did it get there?" Lily asks timidly, and my breath catches in my throat as Molly grabs my eyes. We don't even get a chance to respond before Rose takes over.

"Well Lily, a mum and dad work together to create a new life and then they put it into the mum's stomach for a while until it's cooked and then it comes out fresh," I can hardly control my laughter at her explanation, but I decide to leave it and the look on Molly's face tells me that she's not touching that topic either. The girls soon get tired of playing with my stomach and go to run around with the others, leaving Molly and I to chat.

"Any idea where she got that explanation from?" Molly asked me, clearly amused.

"I honestly have no idea, probably a book she read," I chuckle, I remember when I was about her age I had figured out sex and babies from books I had read. We chat for another hour or so when Harry and Ron arrive and join us in the backyard.

"Couldn't handle the peace and quiet at home?" Ron says as he kisses me on the cheek in greeting.

"Yeah, you know me and relaxing aren't exactly best friends," I reply.

"You really don't have to tell us that Hermione, we went to school with you," Harry shoots back and runs towards the kids before I get a chance to kick him in the shin.

Ron and I chuckle together before he assures me that all of my work stuff and our baby presents from work are at home safely and that my office door has been changed to his handprint for the next few months so that he can get in there for me or for the Auror department. I agree with this set up because I know that there's no one else I'd trust with some of the information in my office files, aside from Harry of course.

We, or more Ron, finds our kids and we leave the Burrow a bit earlier than usual because I'm exhausted and I'm pretty sure Ron can tell how exhausted I am. Once home, Ron makes a quick dinner while the kids play in the living room and I find myself in the nursery, staring at the walls and picking up a teddy bear, or dragon, from the crib in the middle of the room.

I can't believe how fast this pregnancy has gone by. It feels like it was just yesterday that I was terrified about the prospect of being pregnant again and yet, it's been almost a year since those feelings of hate and disgust were associated with me. I smile when I notice that Ron put up pictures of the family on one of the walls and before I know it there are tears running down my cheeks.

This baby is going to be so loved, and we are so lucky that we get to add to our family, I just hope that- no… I can't start thinking about that now… although last time everything seemed fine until labour, right? Everything was fine and I was so happy and so excited and then my baby died during labour. I carried a child full term only to have it suffocate inside my body right at the end and then I had to keep pushing to finish birthing a completely dead baby. No hope for survival, just death and pain came.

Instead of coming home from the hospital as a plus one baby, we came home empty handed, guilt ridden, and torn apart. What if that happens again? What if he dies too? I say he because I'm fairly certain it's a boy, but what if I lose him too?

My strangled cries must've become louder than I intended because I see the door to the nursery open and I can feel Ron's arms around me and his soft whispers in my ear.

"Ron what if it happens again, we were so happy last time, so close to having it all and it happened… what if the same thing happens? Oh my gosh why did we think we could do this?" The walls are breaking now and I can feel myself reverting back into a shell.

"Hermione it's not going to happen again. We are going to have a healthy child and he or she is going to come home with us from the hospital just like Rose and Hugo did. It will be okay," he says this softly as he strokes my bump from behind and I know that rationally he's right, it's just so hard to believe. I turn in his arms and cry into his body as his arms wrap around me.

"I'm so sorry Ron, I'm just so scared," I say quietly into his shoulder as my sobs start to dry up.

He doesn't say anything, instead he just stands with me and supports me and before I know it my exhaustion is taking over and he is picking me up.

"Mione I'm just going to put you in bed for a few hours, I'll feed the kids and stuff, you should sleep," he says quietly as he carries me down the hallway to our bedroom and I'm asleep before I hit the mattress.

I wake up and everything is dark, but I feel an arm wrapped around me and glance at the clock to find that it's 4am. I must've been really tired- I slept for almost 10 hours. I roll over and look at Ron's face and I can tell he had been crying before he went to sleep. I can't believe how much I hurt him and how much he just keeps giving himself to me. I must be the worst wife ever. I give him a gentle kiss on the lips and go back to sleep in his arms.

OW, is the first thought that comes to my mind as I struggle to shake myself out of sleep and address the pain in my stomach. It subsides for a second and I look at the table next to me bed to find that a note from Ron saying he thought it would be best to let me sleep, so the kids are at the Burrow and he's at the Ministry. The pain is gone for now, but I know that it's going to come back. That had to have been a contraction. I get up as quickly as I can and go to the kitchen where I find both of our family owls and send Aphrodite to the Burrow and Apollo, the faster one, to the Ministry on an emergency mission to get Ron.

The contractions are pretty far apart right now, it's been at least 6 minutes since I got out of bed, but I know from experience that labour can go quickly or slowly and I need Ron right now. There's nothing I can do until Ron gets here, so I go to the living room and sit on the couch and just take gentle breaths, bracing myself for the inevitable pain that will come anytime.

After about four minutes I feel another contraction coming on and just as a 'pop' announces an arrival, I cringe as the pain flows through me. I feel a hand in mine and find Ron crouching down next to me, trying to help me through the torture. Once it's gone, I'm surprised to see Harry standing on the other side of me, and suddenly I'm being pulled up by both Harry and Ron.

"I am so glad to see you," I say to them both. Harry kisses my cheek and Ron kisses me full on the mouth.

"We figured we'd both apparate you so that we can get you to St. Mungo's fast and safely," Harry answers my unasked question, Ron looks a bit in shock.

He finally speaks after clearly shaking off the shock that had come upon him, "Okay Mione, you ready?" I nod and before I know it I'm standing in St. Mungo's.

"Harry can you go get Healer Parker, I'm going to stay and then we need to contact the Burrow, my mum will take care of everyone else," Ron says quickly and as Harry dashes off to find the healer, Ron summons a wheelchair and plops me down it.

"Don't worry about the Burrow, I sent an owl," I say, "my contractions are still about ten minutes apart so I think we have some time anyway."

Ron looks excited, and crouches down next to me and says very gently, "I'm so sorry that you had to go through this alone," I can feel his sorrow and know I can easily assure him. "Don't worry Ron, I woke up with a contraction this morning and you witnessed the second one, I'm really okay. But I am sorry about last night, I didn't mean to break so badly," I'm sort of ashamed of myself.

Ron just kisses my hand and looks me in the eye before saying, "Mione, baby, we're about to have another child, you have nothing to apologize for."

A few hours later my contractions are much closer together and everyone, (almost the entire Weasley clan and my parents), is shooed out of my room except Ron. I know that the baby is coming at anytime, I can feel my body adjusted for its arrival and I'm not as scared as I thought I would be.

Healer Parker checks my diaphragm one last time before telling us it's time to start pushing, so Ron braces himself next to me and kisses my forehead. What have I gotten myself into? This is going to hurt…

"Come on Mi, you can do this," Ron says to me as the Healer tells me to push.

I can feel my entire body coated in sweat and tears are coming out of my eyes as I push as hard as I can, "AHHHHHHHHHH!" I hate that noise, even more so that it comes out of me, but at this point I can hardly think straight, all I want is to get this baby out of me.

I can feel Ron's grip around my hand as I push again and I'm relieved when I hear the Healer say, "Okay the head is clear, just a couple more pushes Hermione, you're doing very well."

My head clears a bit, I can hear something screaming… after a few seconds I realize that it's my baby, and it's breathing, it's alive. The pushes after that seem like nothing and once it's totally out the Healer quickly cleans him or her with a flick of a wand and then wraps our new baby in a blanket.

"Congratulations, you have a son," I can feel Ron tremble next to me, the overwhelming feeling of having a child brought into the world is indescribable. As she hands me our new baby, he settles into my arms as Ron's arms come around me and our new child. His eyes open for the first time and scream a brilliant blue that reminds me so much of his father.

"He has your eyes Ron," I say as I tear my eyes away from our baby to look at Ron who is now in tears. He kisses me gently, and softly strokes his sons semi red coloured head.

"The name we talked about? Is that still the one we want?" I ask, and Ron nods, so we ask the nurse to bring in our kids and parents, Bill, Harry and Ginny. A few people at a time would probably be best.

I can imagine the sight they must've had when they walked in. I'm still in my bed with Ron sitting on the bed with me, and we're completely wrapped up in the little being that we're holding as treasure in our arms. Rose and Hugo immediately run up to the bed so Ron lifts each of them up to sit on the sides and we look at the expectant faces around us.

"Everyone, we would like you to meet our son," I pause at the sighs of joy heard around the room, "his name is Harry William Weasley."

There's a quiet murmur of congratulations from everyone, but Harry and Bill both come out of the crowd to the bed and meet their namesake.

"I always said that there should be a Harry Weasley," Ron smiles and says this to Harry who I can tell is inches from tears. When he approaches my bed on the opposite side of Ron, I look at Ron who nods, and say to Harry gently, "Would you like to hold your godson?"

There are tears running down Harry's cheeks as he gently takes little Harry out of my arms and as he gazes into my son's eyes, he says quietly, "look at that, a Harry with blue eyes and red hair, and no scar." We all chuckle gently as Harry hands little Harry to Bill.

After each of the grandparents and Ginny get a turn holding their new grandson or godson, they leave the room to tell the others and after the entire Weasley family has met the new addition, Ron and I are left my room alone with Rose and Hugo.

"Dad can I hold him?" Rose asks me.

"You can hold him Rose, but you have to be very careful and make sure you support his head," Ron says as he very carefully places little Harry into her arms and helps her support him.

"Don't worry Harry; I won't let anything ever happen to you. You're coming home with us," Rose says quietly and I completely break down in quiet tears. After a few more minutes of letting Hugo and Rose get acquainted with their new sibling, the nurse comes in to take Harry to the newbie room for a little while to get tested to make sure all systems are go and I fall asleep the second that Ron takes Rose and Hugo out to the others.