A sweaty Hermione was wheeled into the maternity ward pushed by George, her legs were cramped together in the wheel chair as she let out a moan of pain. "The healer will be here in a few minutes," George told his waiting siblings. Ange was at Faith's bedside, her presences would not have been welcomed by Hermione.
Ginny and Fred were waiting for her and the twins lifted her onto the bed then took a hand each, "just keep breathing Hermione, like we practiced." Fred instructed. Fred had accompanied Hermione to the few classes she went to; Hermione kept insisting it was a natural process and that she didn't need lessons. When Fred was busy George took her, though that was only once. George had really enjoyed it and hoped he would be present for the birth.
"Where were you?" Hermione asked Fred as her hand squeezed his.
"I am so sorry Hermione, I am here now." Fred assured her, "Lucky you were in good hands." Fred added coldly. Fred and George's eyes met as Hermione moaned as a contraction hit her, Fred looked furiously at his brother, Fred knew full well that Hermione was in George's hands, the thought killed him inside.
"Drink this," the Healer who had just entered the room instructed, lifting a container of florescent green liquid to Hermione's lips. "It will help with the pain."
Hermione swallowed the liquid and almost instantly felt better; the healer had left again after assuring her that she would be back soon.
"I can't wait to be a father," Fred said as he squeezed her hand, quickly glancing at George to gage is reaction. Although Hermione may be interested in George, she had still chosen him.
Thanks to the calming and pain relieving effects of the potion Hermione was in a very lucid state, she had noticed the look Fred shot George, obviously aiming to harm him, this concerned Hermione greatly, how could she raise a baby with those two?
Hermione snatched both her hands out of the brothers, "I want you to leave."
"What?" George asked, "I didn't do anything."
"Are you saying I did?" Fred asked, although he quickly realised getting mad would only upset Hermione.
"Hermione please let me stay," Fred begged, "I promise I will be a great dad and we will make a great family."
Hermione narrowed her eyes, "I'm not stupid Fred, when my water broke I looked for you! I wanted you by my side... But what did I find? Another woman's underwear on the floor in our kitchen."
"Is there a reason you a wearing a gown with nothing under it? You really can't throw stones," Fred replied very quickly. Of course Fred knew that what he did this morning was wrong, but after hearing Hermione and George through the door he had little control of his actions. In his mind Hermione's actions were worse than his; she had cheated first and with his brother.
Blood rushed to Hermione's face at the humility of her actions, she was a pregnant married woman, one of the brightest witches of the age and a war heroine. Cheating was a more Malfoy-like trait, Hermione hated herself at this moment. She knew Fred wouldn't have cheated on her if she hadn't cheated on him first. However, his actions were still inexcusable.
"I want you both out now." Hermione stated, although it was a lot louder then she intended.
The brothers stood at her bedside, "Hermione, the father should be here for this."
"I will be this babies mother, I haven't decided if either of you will be a father." Hermione said defiantly. It was true; ideally Hermione would like her baby to have a father but she wasn't selfish enough to want to bring a baby up in this world.
Both men were awe-struck at the words as they came out of her mouth, in unison they apologised, "Hermione we are sorry."
The healer entered the room to find Hermione with her eyes jammed shut and hands grasping her stomach. "Are you ready to deliver this baby?" The Healer asked with a large smile on her face.
Hermione kept her eyes shut and nodded, "once those two leave, Ginny can you please get rid of them and hurry back. I don't want to be alone."
Ginny grabbed her clearly devastated brothers and dragged them out of the room, before quickly returning to Hermione's beside and grasping both of her hands, "It will be okay Hermy."
The Healer shut the curtains to the room that Fred and George were looking in, she was sure the woman in the bed wanted her privacy for this process. The Healer smiled to herself, the witch was lucky, as five years ago an incantation was invented that magically widen the birth canal for twenty minutes. This was plenty long enough to remove the baby, also this magical method involves a lot less pain and allows for a few hour recovery before the mother is good as new. These few recovering hours are used to ensure that the mother is prepared to take the baby home.
"Where is Harry Ginny?" Hermione asked as the Healer was examining her under a sheet.
"He is setting up our spare bedroom for you and the baby," Ginny said unsurely. She wasn't sure how Hermione would react to these presumptuous actions. "Don't worry, we will talk about it once this little bub is in the world. You just try and relax."
"Okay," Hermione breathed, Ginny was right; this wasn't the time or place to talk about this.
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"Hermione, he is beautiful!" Ginny exclaimed only five minutes later as the healer held the bare infant.
"Congratulations," the Healer told Hermione as she quickly wiped the afterbirth of the baby and wrapped him tight in a white towel, being careful to support his neck. The Healer passed the baby to Hermione who was now sitting upright with the support of the bed, Hermione couldn't believe something so precious and adorable came out of her body.
"He certainly will be a chick magnet," the Healer smiled. He was a long baby, with the tiniest amount of dark brown hair on his head.
"He is perfect," Hermione sighed as she held the baby close to her chest. She gently stroked his forehead gently, his little hairs were so incredibly soft. She placed her hands over his chest and his could feel his little hands through the blanket, she noticed the ring on her hand and glanced at the door to the room. She couldn't let them in, they may ruin this perfect moment.
The Healer busily tidied up the mess that was made, "Are you right to feed him now?"
"Yes," Hermione said as she opened up her gown. The Healer helped the baby latch on and made sure he started drinking.
"Well that was easy," the Healer pointed out, "for a newborn and a first time mum that is amazing; he certainly is a thirsty little fellow."
"Just like his dads," Hermione said absentmindedly, the Healer dismissed the comment as a side effect of adrenaline pumping through the patients system.
"Thanks for being such a good friend Ginny," Hermione smiled as her baby suckled.
"Thank you for letting me be the aunt of this remarkable little fellow. He honestly is spectacular, you have done a wonderful job," Ginny said supportively, she was so glad her little nephew was so cute.
"I will come back in an hour to see how you are going. Make sure you get lots of rest, if everything is going smoothly then I will be able to release you before lunch." The Healer smiled at the women and the baby, "would you like me to let those men in?"
Ginny quickly looked at Hermione to gage her response. Hermione stared into the boy's eyes even though they were only small slits, "no thank you."
The Healer struggled to keep a straight face, Ginny stroked the baby's cheek as Hermione watched the Healer leave, she held her baby close as she saw a glimpse of both Fred and George's faces as the door slowly shut behind the Healer.
"What are you going to call him?" Ginny asked, drawing Hermione's attention back into the room and onto her baby.
"I don't know... I really don't know what I am going to do," Hermione sighed as she shut her eyes and placed her head back on the pillow.
"Can I hold him?" Ginny asked tentatively, Hermione really needed quite at the moment.
Hermione nodded without lifting her head, Ginny gently removed the baby from her arms and held him close. She carefully used her index finger to wipe the small amount of excess milk from around his mouth. Ginny placed the finger on his lips and he suckled on her finger, Ginny nearly giggled but held it in as she had just noticed that Hermione was asleep.
Harry turned up twenty minutes later; he had trouble entering the room as the twins bombarded him seeking answers. Harry told the truth, he hadn't heard anything since she went into labour. As Harry entered the room the twins could see Hermione asleep on the bed and Ginny sitting in a chair next to the bed holding something small bundled in white blankets. Fred smacked the door with an open hand; he didn't even know what gender his baby was or its name.
"It's all right mate," George said, in an attempt to comfort, placing a hand on his brother's shoulders. For some unknown reason Fred took comfort in his brothers companionship.
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DRAMA ALERT YEAH!
Okay guys, I totally need your help... I have NO IDEA what I am going to name her son Totally stuck! Hope you enjoyed this chapter... I am currently undecided how long the twins will be in trouble for. Not too long, don't worry!