A/N: OMG thank you for the reviews! Sorry I couldn't reply to them. And I'm shocked so many people put this story on alerts/favorites. This is awesome and I will update ASAP!

A/N: Congrats to the reviewers who got the baby's gender right!

A/N: I know… it's been what? A month since I updated? I am so sorry. I humbly ask for your forgiveness. I have no excuse better than that I got very busy with summer school and everything. I know how frustrating it can be to wait for a writer to update when you're eager to learn more. I only hope that my procrastination does not make anyone lose interest in my story!

A/N: Wasn't Deathly Hallows the greatest or what? But it's so sad that it's the end of the captivating Harry Potter series. The book was well worth the wait and anticipation.

Chapter 9 – Bundle of Joy

Harry and Ron were walking back to the school after visiting Hagrid's hut when they had an unfortunate encounter with Crabbe and Goyle.

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Harry came to the hospital wing, desperate for Madame Pomfrey's attention. He noticed an occupied bed and could faintly hear her voice behind the curtains. He approached the bed, seeing as he needed immediate help, for he wanted to make sure that Goyle's cowardly punch did not permanently damage his nose. However, he overheard Madame Pomfrey talking about a potion showing baby gender, and inquired as to what was going on as soon as he heard her mention Hermione's name.

Hermione was in shock, as were Draco and Madame Pomfrey, and was at a loss of words, her hand trembling in Draco's grasp.

"What are you doing here, Potter?"

Harry was flabbergasted, "What am I doing here? I am here because of those gits Crabbe and Goyle who can't seem to keep to themselves. And what exactly are you and Hermione doing in the hospital wing? I heard Madame Pomfrey talking about the baby gender potion, why would she be talking to you two about that…"

Then realization dawned upon Harry and his face went pail.

Then Hermione spoke up, in a tender voice, "Harry…I didn't mean for you to find out this way…"

Then Harry grew angry, "What? Then when were you going to tell me? After had the baby?!"

Hermione's eyes were welling up with tears; she didn't know what to say. Harry was right, she should have told him. He knew about her relationship with Draco, maybe he would have understood.

Madame Pomfrey interrupted, "Oh, Potter! I understand you know what disposition they're in. Things have been hard for them, I'm sure you understand that. Now just calm down, you would all be happy to know that Hermione is going to be having a baby girl!"

His previous anger now forgotten, Harry enveloped Hermione in an enormous hug before Draco even had the chance. Once he realized this he let go of her and Hermione saw the color coming back to his face.

He beamed, "Congratulations Hermione! It can't be long now before you have the baby! Have you guys thought out what you're going to do after she arrives?"

"She will stay here with Madame Pomfrey while we are in classes, and at all other times will be with us in the common room," said Draco, who then planted a soft kiss on Hermione's forehead. This action ensured Harry that Draco genuinely loved Hermione.

Then he said, "And if you guys need any assistance from me, don't hesitate to ask Hermione," Harry hesitantly looked towards the man whose arms were arounf her, "that goes for you too Malfoy."

Draco nodded his appreciation then gestured to Madame Pomfrey to take care of Harry's nose.

Madame Pomfrey, as if broken out of a daze, replied, "Oh yes, of course. Follow me this way Harry dear."

Draco sat on his bed that night, not able to sleep and thinking of his daughter-to-come.

He heard a soft noise, and not two seconds later Hermione was sitting at his side.

Draco had to reassure himself that it wasn't all just a dream, "So this is really happening?"

"Yes. Yes it is" replied Hermione.

They both fell into a long and comfortable silence, lost in their thought about the future and what it held.

Then Hermione turned to Draco, "What will we name her?"

"Oh I don't know, I don't really have anything particular in mind, do you?"

Hermione dreamily said, "I have always had this name in mind, ever since I was a little girl. I always knew what I would name my daughter."

"And what name would that be?"

Hermione grinned, "Adora, it means 'loved child'."

Draco's smile told her that he thought the name was perfect as well.

The baby was kicking and Hermione put Draco's hand on her stomach. He gazed at her in admiration; she was so brave for being able to handle the prospect of raising a child at such a young age.

He put his arms around her shoulders and chuckled, "She's inside of you. The proof of our love. Adora, Our little bundle of joy."