(Yes, this is sad :( things will get better. Thanks for reading!)

Chapter 13

Hermione woke a few hours later, nuzzling down in Remus' bed. She groaned softly, hand patting the bed to her right side. She found Remus' toned stomach and she let her hand snake around to hold him. Her body turned into him, face burying into his chest.

An arm wrapped around her shoulders, a kiss placed to the top of her head. Remus nuzzled into her curls and sighed softly, having been asleep before she'd began to wiggle.

"Remus... I had the worst dream," Hermione moaned into his chest. She opened her eyes and lifted her head to meet his gaze. There he was, thirty-seven, and there she was, in Grimmauld Place.

"Wasn't a dream," he murmured, petting her curls.

She went pink and sat up, covering her nude form with the covers, "I... Oh Merlin," she whimpered, face falling into her hands.

"If you don't wish to have me I'll see to it that the child is taken care of. I could understand. I'm old," he whispered, hurt lacing his words.

She whipped her head around, "Remus, I don't care how old you are. I love you."

He seemed to pale, eyes focused on hers, "I love you too."

She caught sight of the ring around his neck and began to cry, "You wore it all these years."

"Yes," he nodded, pulling it from around his neck. He gently took the ring off of his chain and grabbed her left hand, sliding it on her ring finger, "I believe it belongs to you."

She let out a watery sob and collapsed back onto his chest, allowing him to hold her while she cried.

The next few weeks went by slowly, and Hermione still hadn't been able to explain her week-long absence nor pregnancy, and therefore stayed locked up in Remus' room. Ron and Harry had been asking for her, causing a rise out of Remus. He knew that Ron had feelings for her, and felt quite threatened by the redhead.

Hermione currently was in her seventh month, on bed rest, and was refusing any visitors. Remus finally had convinced her to see Harry and Ron after three days of conversation on the subject.

Harry walked in first, his eyes landing first on her swollen belly, "'Mione... What happened?"

Hermione forced herself not to break down, "I'm pregnant," she whispered as Harry sat next to her on the bed, a hand falling to her belly.

"Who's the father?" He'd already been informed of her fall into the past, but had no idea which Marauder, if any had impregnated his best friend.

"I can't..." She hissed, "You'll be angry."

He thought about this for a moment, "Not my father?" He narrowed his eyes.

"God, no!" She squeaked.

"I know it wasn't Peter," he shuddered, "Sirius seems the next logical guess."

"Definitely not," she shook her head in disgust.

"That leaves Remus," Harry frowned, noting the werewolf watching in the doorway.

Hermione reddened significantly and nodded. Harry leaned in and kissed her forehead before wrapping his arms tightly around her. She nuzzled into his shoulder and gave a shaky sigh.

"When are you due?"

"May," she chewed her lower lip.

"Boy or girl?" Harry released her and sat back.

"Boy," she forced a smile.

Remus entered the room, "That's enough for now. She needs rest."

Hermione groaned in protest but allowed Harry to leave after catching sight of the look on Remus' face. He was clearly irritated.

She slept for a good six hours until finally she was awoken by Remus moving beside her. He curled under the covers, bare chested, and stared at the ceiling.

"Remus..." She whispered apprehensively.

"Yes, love?" He turned to look at her soft features.

She kissed his chest, "Thank you for waiting for me."

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May slowly approached and Hermione was ready to be done with her pregnancy. Her seventeeth birthday was getting nearer, which meant that she'd be legal and therefore able to openly date Remus.

Ginny was currently visiting with the 'pregnant nightmare' as everyone had been referring to her. She sulked in the bedroom, reading old newspapers and magazines with her best friend.

"I missed you while I was gone," Hermione confessed to Ginny who was chomping on a bit of toast. Ginny offered a full mouth smile and studied her magazine.

"Missed you too," she mumbled.

"You didn't even know I was gone!" Hermione laughed.

"Yeah. I did. You've been hidden away in here for three months," Ginny smirked and flipped the page.

Hermione shrugged and nodded, switching out newspapers. After she'd read through the third, she started to fall asleep. Ginny smiled warmly and left her there.

Remus sat in the kitchen with Sirius, both grumbling over buscuits and tea. Suddenly, a horrific scream pierced the quiet house, and the two men jumped up, rushing into Hermione's room.

There she was, in the middle of the bed, with a puddle underneath her, "My water broke."

Remus, dumbfounded, shoved Sirius out the door, "Get Molly!"

An hour and fifteen mind-numbing contractions later, Molly Weasley popped into the bedroom. Hermione was sweating and digging her nails into the bed, eyes focused on a particularly interesting crack in the wall.

"Oh, poor dear," Molly murmured, rushing over to mop Hermione's brow. She immediately began pushing pain potions down Hermione's throat along with fluids.

"Won't this hurt the baby?" Hermione whimpered, resting her head back in a daze.

"No, love. They're potions made just for delivery," Molly pushed her curls back, "Remus! Get in here! It won't be long!"

Remus came jogging in a couple of minutes later, standing next to Hermione. He took her hand and allowed her to give him a desperate squeeze.

"I'm scared," she whispered, fear written all over her face.

"Don't be," he smiled, "It won't hurt. Molly's given you a lot of pain potion."

"No... What if he's deaf or blind?" A tear trickled down her cheek.

"Then we'll love him all the same."

"Hermione, it's time to push," Molly forced a smile, watching as Hermione gritted her teeth and gave the hardest push she could manage.

"Damn it!"

"One more!"

"Fuck!"

"Just another!"

"Shit!"

"This is the last!"

Hermione screamed loudly and closed her eyes tightly, hands balling up in the bedcovers. With that last push, a beautiful baby emerged.

"It's a girl!"

"What?" Remus and Hermione replied in unison.

Molly turned quickly to clean up the little girl, a wail now emerging from her throat. Hermione and Remus both broke down in tears, clutching each other tightly.

Remus gladly took the baby from Molly's arms, holding her close. Her eyes were glazed over, "She's blind."

"She isn't deaf, however," Molly forced a smile, "I'll leave the two of you."

She exited the room, shutting the door quietly. Hermione sobbed, pulling Remus to sit beside her with their new baby girl, "She's perfect."

"Twenty years I've waited to see my precious angel," he said with a shaky voice, cradling the baby in his arms. She yawned in response, blinking her glassy blue eyes.

Hermione buried her face in his shoulder, "What should we name her?"

"Aariya Elizabeth," Remus smiled softly, his finger running over Aariya's little cheek.

"Perfect."

(Aariya is pronounced "ah-ree-ya" like the girl from Pretty Little Liars, FYI. Don't worry, I'm not even close to finishing the story, and there MIGHT be a sequel :) happy reading and PLEASE review!)