Sorry that this took a while. It's exam week and I haven't had much time to write but I finally finished chapter 9.

I added another of my best friends in to the story, Linny. And who ever has been waiting patienetly you will see a ppearance from Luna and you will discover the baby's daddy!

Enjoy and please review.

"Oh Hermione! A little girl!" exclaimed a joyful Minerva, who was now hugging Hermione tightly.

"Amazing!" clapped Fleur, who was still green around the edges.

They had only just got home when Hermione told the news. They were pretty nervous about Fleur being on the Knight Bus after the dodgy spell but since she couldn't Apparate in this condition it was their only way of getting home.

"It seems so real now. I'm going to have a little girl," even Hermione can't believe it.

After a week, Hermione had been looking desperately hard for baby names with the help of Minerva and Fleur but, at the end of the day, they had nothing. Then a call from the hospital told Fleur that she left her English dictionary (which Bill gave her) and Hermione, Fleur and Minerva had to go get it. But when they entered St Mungo's they were in for a shock.

"Hermione," said Slughorn, who looked flustered and distraught. "You need to control that husband of yours. He's gone off his trolley!"

"Ron was here? Why?"

"Looking for you!" exclaimed Slughorn, looking at Hermione in wide eye shocked. "I was working hard, in my office, when all of a sudden he comes out of nowhere looking desperate and quite scary. He kept asking me "Where is she" and, assuming it was you, told him that you had just left."

Hermione breathing had, now, picked up in pace.

"Then he started shouting at me to tell him where you live but, due to Healer and patient confidentiality, I couldn't tell him. Soon he started going through my files to try and find yours in hope of getting an address but then I called security and he Apparated before they arrived," Slughorn finished, dramatically.

"He was that close," Hermione was feeling a little sick right now. Ron was just within her grasp and she missed him. But how did he find her here? How did he- Ow!

Hermione felt a sharp pain go through her, she winced in the pain and held onto her belly. Hermione had felt pain before but never like this and never where the baby was. Oh no please tell her that nothing is wrong with her.

"`Ermione? What's wrong?" Fleur asked, as she noticed Hermione's pained expression.

"I don't know. Ouch, ouch, ouch!" Hermione felt the pain again but with more force.

"Um… Hermione, there is a slight possibility that you might be in labour," Minerva said.

"Slight?"

"Well, actually you are but not to worry," Slughorn said, calmly.

"I can't be in labour! I'm three weeks early!" shouted Hermione, panicked.

"A lot of people give birth early. I remember when I had my second one; he was late as a bus. I hated the uncomfortable feeling I had and I remember wanting to shout out for him to-"she was cut off.

"Talk later!" Hermione moaned in a pained voice.

They had rushed Hermione to the nearest bed, which was by Gilderoy Lockhart's bed. Apparently the effect of his spell is permanent and will never fully recover his memory. Bad luck. Then he starts talking to her when he dropped by.

"So a baby," he said, calmly. "And it's coming now! Does it hurt?"

"Yes!" screamed Hermione. She was now dressed in overalls and lying in bed while Lockhart nosed around the room, looking very closely at walls or objects

"Calm down, I'm sure it's not that bad," he said, watching a vase that was touching his nose.

Oh, Hermione wished that she could slap him but, before she had the chance, a nurse named Linny came in and said:

"There is someone outside who want's to meet you. Do you want me to let them in?"

"Can he leave?" Hermione said, pointing to Lockhart, who was staring in fascination at the wall.

"This is a lovely blue colour!" he said brightly. "Did you paint this wall?"

Linny understood what Hermione meant and she guided Lockhart out of the room. When they left Hermione felt another contraction, that was worse then the others she had, so she closed her eyes, tightly, and breathed in through her nose and out her mouth. Minerva had taught her this when Hermione asked how bad the actual giving birth was.

"Looks painful," said a familiar, but different, voice.

Hermione opened her eyes to find that Luna was standing by the door. Hermione stared at Luna and she realised that Luna was so different from the person she knew before. The Luna she knew was bubbly and happy and strange, but this Luna only looked broken and haunted.

"Do you want me to leave?" she asked.

"No, you can come in," Hermione had no idea what she was doing but part of her was saying to give Luna a chance.

Luna walked, unsteadily, towards Hermione like if she made a bad move then something bad would happen but she reached Hermione's bedside and stared at Hermione with sorry eyes.

"How are you?" asked Hermione. She did look better than she did when she meet her before.

"I'm good. The Healer's say that I might get better enough to go home but they still have to monitor me in case I have another meltdown," she said.

"That's good, I'm glad of that," Hermione said with a half smile.

Luna looked at Hermione in disbelief for a moment, then all of a sudden her eyes start welling up. Luna falls down on her knees and sobs into her hands, Hermione's first, and only, instinct was to get out of her bed and hug Luna, who returned it very tightly. Luna stayed in Hermione's arms for a while, crying into her overalls.

"I didn't mean for any of this to happen!" Luna screamed out in a sob. "Ron told me that it was my entire fault, that I drove you away from him and that he blames me for it. I'm so sorry, Hermione, I never wanted to hurt anyone but I did. Please forgive me. Please!"

"Of course, Luna. You were going through another break, it wasn't your fault," Hermione did her best to comfort her while Luna wailed in her arms.

"What's going on?" said Linny, as she re-entered the room with Fleur and Minerva. They were all surprised to see Luna in Hermione's room and on the floor crying. Linny gentle brought Luna up to her feet and guided her back to her room. Minerva helped Hermione onto her feet while Fleur closed the door.

"What happen?" asked Fleur.

"An apology," was all that Hermione said.

The next hour was a nightmare. All Hermione could feel was the pain of the contractions that would never go away. Fleur tried her best to distract Hermione with jokes but all Hermione wanted to do was scream at the top of her lungs while Minerva sat in the corner of the room reading a magazine.

"Best leave her be, Fleur. Horrid business child birth so I always say it's best to let her get on with it," Minerva said, calmly.

"It hurts!" Hermione said.

"Well what did you expect a trip to the fair?"

"Is there anything we can get you? Anything you want?" asked an uncomfortable Fleur. Clearly she had no idea horrid having children was.

"I want Ron!" exclaimed Hermione.

"Oh love…."

"I want him back, Minerva," the pain Hermione was feeling was so exhausting that she didn't care that she was going to spill her guts. "I want to see him again, to tell him that I love, to kiss, him, to hold, him and say how sorry I am for leaving him. I want us to be like we were before everything went bad, I just want him here."

"Well, one of them has happened," said Fleur, looking out the window of the room that showed the corridor.

"What?" said Hermione. She lifted up her head and her eyes were stuck to what she saw.

Outside the room, looking through the window was no other than Ron himself. He was staring at Hermione as well but she didn't notice Bill next to him till he opened the door and came into the room, followed by Ron.

"Ron, Bill, what are you doing here? How did you find us?" asked Minerva, standing up and putting her magazine down.

"Well, I heard that the stork is landing so I thought I-"

"He knew Fleur was going to be here," interrupted Ron.

"Yeah, lets go Cutie Pie," he motioned Fleur to come with him and she obliges, they both leave the room holding hands.

"I better check that they, um, don't bump into Neville," Minerva said and quickly leaves the room closing the door behind her.

Silence fell in the room for Ron and Hermione had no idea what to say. All they did was stare at each other, memorising each others faces again.

"Hey Hermione," said Ron, breaking the silence.

"Hi Ron," she said, half smiling.

"How are you feeling?" he asked, sitting down on the bed.

"Um, good." Liar.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

They said nothing again for a moment.

"Ron, I-"

"I missed you," he said before she had the chance to finish. "I'm sorry about what happened, I should have told you the truth about Luna."

"I missed you, too, Ron. And I understand, Luna was in here before, she's really bad Ron."

"I know, but she's getting better so things will be good for her now."

"It's probably a nightmare for her," Hermione said, her voice filled with sympathy.

"It was a nightmare without you. When you were gone I felt like my heart was torn in two, you were the other half that was missing. Please come home, Hermione. Come home with me," Ron's voice and eye's were both filled with longing.

"I do, Ron, I really do. But, what about my baby?" asked Hermione, who was tearing up.

"I don't care if that child is someone else's. As long as I have you back, I don't care," Ron looked at Hermione as if he could see inside her soul.

"You forgive me?"

"I forgive you."

At that point Hermione just let the tears fall down her face. Ron wanted her back; he needed her just as much as she needed him. But, did he know, did he read the letter…

"Did you get a letter?" Hermione asked.

"Letter?" Ron asked, confused but then he understood. "You wrote that?"

"You didn't read it," it wasn't a question. Hermione's heart slowly sank.

"No, I was going to but then I saw you on CCTV cameras and I rushed straight down here."

So that's how he found her.

"Well, before I start believing in what you are saying, I need to tell you the truth. I need to tell you who the father is," Hermione said, reaching out to hold Ron's hand.

Ron looked at Hermione and Hermione looked at Ron. The whole time that the truth was revealed they never took their eyes of each other but they changed their meaning. For Hermione, they started of scared and then sad, for Ron, they started of frightened and then horrified.

"Malfoy's? The baby's Draco Malfoy's!"