A/N: Hey! Sorry it's taken me a couple of months to update! I've been pretty busy... they give you so many projects in year 9! Isn't it just great that I have to present a speech on menstruation to my class. Honestly, the guys in my class giggle like little bitches at stuff like that! Anyway, lets get back onto the story! What's happened to Ginny?

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Hermione fidgeted once again in her seat. The journey to the hospital felt like it was taking forever and Hermione was becoming more and more agitated by the minute.

"Geez!" she yelled out in frustration, "why couldn't we just floo here?" she asked, just screaming it out, her question directed to no one in particular.

"Baby, the letter said to wait until the morning to see her, anyway." Draco replied, putting his arm around his annoyed girlfriend. "Please, if you can, speed it up," he said to his chauffeur. This put a slight smile on Hermione's young face.

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'Okay, Blaise. Be calm. Ginny is going to be fine. It's probably not even serious. Just stay calm, breathe,' Blaise thought to himself as Mrs. Weasley lead him up one floor and down past several doors before pushing open large double doors which lead into a white corridor. There were several doors on each side of the corridor and a reception desk. The floor was full of little white tiles that were immaculately clean.

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"Yes ma'm, may I help you?" the receptionist asked.

"Yes, I'm looking for Ginny Weasley. She's a patient here." Hermione was scared when she had first woken up from her dream but to find a letter on her windowsill from Molly saying that Ginny indeed was in hospital and to come and see here in the morning shook her up even more.

"Ginny is on the 4th floor, West side, room 32A."

"Thank you," Draco said and smiled at the receptionist.

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"Oh my god! Ginny!" Blaise cried out when he saw his girlfriend lying in the hospital bed, lying on her side, her back facing him. Her hair was a mess and pulled back from her face. There was sweat on her face and running down her body. Several towels of blood were been picked up and placed in a bag by a nurse and there was something Ginny was lying next to. Something small.

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Hermione practically ran up the four flights of stairs towards the west side of the floor and in through the corridor. She stopped out the front of the door 32A where the rest of the Weasleys were standing.

"Hermione, dear," Molly said, "You didn't have to come straight away!"

"But I thought Ginny was hurt or something," Hermione said. She didn't understand why Molly was so relaxed when her daughter was inside a hospital room. "Why aren't you in there?" she asked "Can I go in?"

"We're out here because Blaise is in there with Gin, give 'em a minute or so," Ron said.

Draco noticed Ron when he spoke up and shot him his trademark smirk. It wasn't a mean-spirited smirk though, it was more of a casual greeting. Ron took it as that and gave a slight smirk back. Draco knew what Ron had intended to do but instead of smirking he just kind of twisted his face up. 'Oh well,' Draco thought, 'I guess some people just aren't gifted with the natural ability to smirk.'

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"Hey Blaise," Ginny said. "Come here, I want you to see something," she gave him a tired smile, which he returned. He was unsure of what he was about to see and he didn't know if he wanted to see it.

As he rounded the end of the hospital bed, he caught a glimpse of what Ginny wanted to show him.

"Oh Gin," he breathed. "I can't believe it!" he smiled as he walked closer to the little bundle Ginny had cradled towards her stomach. "it's beautiful," he said as he reached out to stroke the baby's face.

"She's beautiful," Ginny corrected, "it's a girl," she said, pointing at the little pink mittens that their baby was wearing.

"Oh my god," he whispered. "I can't believe she's here."

"Yeah, neither can I," Ginny said. "She's a little early. 5 weeks early in fact but the doctors said she's gonna be fine." She smiled down at the little baby. "She has your eyes, Blaise."

Blaise looked down at the little baby once again. She was a little beauty alright. She had her mothers hair, but it was only a very fair red and was very thin. Ginny was right, she had Blaise's big brown eyes. Blaise then laughed, "Well she has your nose," he said, brushing the bridge of the baby's noise. "She's adorable," he said.

"Do you want to hold her?" Ginny asked as she sat up straight in her bed. She picked the baby up of the bed and cradled her in her arms. "Here," she said, holding the baby out to Blaise. He took her up on her offer and accepted the baby into his arms.

"Wow," he whispered to himself. This was his little girl and he felt so complete with her in his arms. For the past month it had felt like something was missing. "It's her," he said out loud. "She completes the puzzle," he said as he bent his head down to kiss his daughters forehead.

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"Well what's going on?" Hermione asked. She really wanted to know. She was an impatient girl. She hated to wait.

"We'll let Ginny tell you," Arthur said, smiling at his daughter's best friend.

"So she's not hurt or anything? She's not in any pain?"

"No, she's fine. You just have to wait a little while."

The door to 32A opened and Hermione gasped as she saw Blaise.

"Oh my!" she said outloud. "No way! Oh my god!" she smiled.

She noticed everyone looking at her.

"Wait," she asked Blaise, "it's yours and Ginny's baby right?" she wondered if she had celebrated to early, she thought she should check to see if it really was their baby.

Blaise nodded.

"Yep, she's our little girl." He smiled.

Hermione was in awe. 'Wow my best friend has just had a baby. My best friend just had a little girl. My best friend is a mum.' She thought to herself.

She felt Draco's hand leave her own as she watched him move forward to pat his best mate on the back.

"Congratulations mate, she's gorgeous," he said, looking down at his best friends beautiful baby girl. 'Wow my best friend has a baby now. My best friend just had a little girl. My best friend is a father now.'

Hermione moved forward to see the little girl.

"Definitely Ginny's nose," she said, examining the beautiful looking newborns features. "Your eyes," she said, looking up at Blaise. "And the trademark Weasley hair," she smirked.

"Ah, Hermione, I see Draco's trademark smirk has rubbed off on you. I wonder if your baby will inherit that little feature to?" Blaise said. Hermione and Draco just smiled at each other, remembering the conversation about children that they had had just a few hours earlier before bed.