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Chapter 18

Four days into suspension, Hermione was already turning into a lunatic. She had three days to go before her return to Hogwarts, and the poor witch didn't think she could handle it.

Everything was getting on her nerves now. The sounds Remus made when he was eating, Aariya's incessant drooling, the leaky ceiling every time it rained (and it had been pouring for three days). Everything was irritating.

Hermione showered, dressed, and brushed her teeth before skipping down the stairs that morning. She'd already burned through every bit of suspension school work that had been assigned, leaving her with next to nothing to do.

The entire house was now spotless from carpet to ceiling, and Hermione was sure that if she picked one more weed in the garden her fingers might fall off. Remus had been telling her to chill out, which only made her more insufferable.

"Honey, where's the set of shears I left in the top drawer? I need to cut Aariya's hair," Hermione leaned against the doorway to the living room where Remus was perched on a leather couch, nose in a book.

"In the bathroom where you left them, dear," Remus rolled his eyes, thankful that his back was turned to his wife so she couldn't see the rude gesture.

"Thanks, love," Hermione gave her husband the middle finger before jogging back up the stairs. Apparently Remus wasn't aware that Hermione could read the tone in his voice.

After giving Aariya a proper haircut and pulling her dirty blond curls into pigtails, Hermione set the girl down to play while she tended to her own hair. She sighed heavily and stared at herself in the mirror for a while, turning to the side to examine the growing bump underneath her shirt.

"Aariya, do you think this is your brother or sister?" Hermione glanced down at her little girl who was staring up at her with clear, blue eyes, "Aariya? Honey!" Hermione grabbed her daughter up and stared into those eyes. She waved her hand in front of Aariya's face and watched as the little girl followed.

"REMUS!" Hermione screamed as she ran into the bedroom and down the stairs. Remus met her halfway, eyes wide and heart racing.

"What? What's wrong?" He panted.

"Look! She can see!" Hermione half laughed, half sobbed.

Remus examined Aariya's beautiful eyes before jerking she and her mother into a long, loving hug, "She can see!"

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"I can't exactly explain this," the doctor held a light up to each of Aariya's eyes and watched as she followed it back and forth. "Just one of those miracles."

Hermione and Remus were clutching hands, both grinning like idiots, "Is the change permanent?" Hermione inquired.

"Only time will tell. Usually blindness is something one grows into, not out of, but on rare occasions, one can indeed grow out of the issue," the doctor tucked away his light and gave Aariya a gentle pat on the head.

"Thank you so much," Remus shook the man's hand and Hermione waved as he left them to allow the parents a moment alone.

"This is wonderful," Hermione kissed Remus deeply, her hands on either side of his face.

"Yes," he nodded, looking over at their daughter.

"Mummy," Aariya babbled out. Hermione went white.

"She said her first word!" She scooped up the little girl.

"Yeah. Wish it had been 'daddy'," Remus said with mock disappointment.

"Dada," Aariya grinned.

"Look!" Hermione giggled and kissed her daughter, "She said Mummy and Dada!"

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Other than the events of the previous week, nothing could have made Hermione happier than to be returning to school. In fact, she was ecstatic once the Gryffindors started congratulating her. At first she thought they meant the pregnancy. One conversation changed her mind.

"It was so cool how you just stood up to that Slytherin girl!" A sixth year Gryffindor boy grinned at Hermione. The whole school's talkin' about it!"

Hermione blinked at him in shock, "What? Really?"

"Yeah! She's the biggest bitch in Hogwarts," he nodded and glanced down at her nearly three month old baby bump, "Does it kick yet?"

Hermione tilted her head in confusion before she realized what he meant, "Oh. No, not yet. But I can feel the wiggles."

"That's so cool," he smiled in amazement before turning and jogging off to catch up with his friends. It appeared that Hermione had unintentionally gained popularity.

Two weeks rolled by before Hermione's next visit with Poppy Pomfrey came up. She trudged down the stairs and into the hospital wing at a shockingly early seven o'clock. It seemed that the entire castle hadn't even woken properly.

"I'm here," Hermione called from the doorway, edging in to take a seat on her most recently used cot. After about five minutes, out popped Madam Pomfrey with a big grin on her face. She seemed much more welcoming this time. Hermione silently wondered what had caused the change. Remus, perhaps? She grinned to herself, knowing that her husband had probably payed off the teachers and other staff to be kind to her, as to keep other outbursts from occurring.

"How are we today?" Madam Pomfrey hummed a tune as she had Hermione undress from the waist down. After a pelvic exam, the medi-witch did her usual diagnostic tests and then turned back to a concerned Hermione, "Would you like to know the gender?"

Hermione nodded quickly, "Yes, please."

She waited with bated breath as the medi-witch performed a simple spell over Hermione's abdomen. She watched carefully, waiting for the tell-tale blue or pink glow.

Sooner than later, a purple light seemed to shine, causing Madam Pomfrey to frown, "That's odd."

Hermione's eyes widened, "What's odd?"

"It's supposed to glow either blue or pink. Not purple," her frown increased as she re-did the spell. This time, a bright red hue glowed. Once more, and the color was green.

"What the-" Hermione trailed off.

"Hmm," Madam Pomfrey performed yet another test, and this time Hermione's belly glowed a beautiful blue, "It's a boy!" She grinned and headed into her office to check her spellbook.

Hermione redressed and sat on the edge of her bed, wondering what all the colors had meant. Was there something wrong with her baby? She pulled the curtain back to the wall and hopped off the cot, chewing her lip and crossing her arms over her chest.

"Mrs. Lupin," the medi-witch walked up to Hermione with a small smirk, "It appears you have a metamorphagi baby."

"Like Tonks?" Hermione inquired with a shocked expression.

"Exactly."

(Sorry, another short chapter, but more to come soon! :) please review!)