Hello reviewers! Oooooh dramatic chapter, I won't say anything else. Enjoy!

I jogged up the spiral staircase. My bag was swinging wildly at my side and I was panting. I knew I shouldn't really be running, whilst pregnant, but I was late. I'd stayed behind in History of Magic to ask Professor Binns about the homework assignment. It was starting to get more difficult now, to manage my school work. I was up early, every morning with morning sickness, and I had to leave most lessons at least once to use the restroom. Most of the teachers were understanding, but Professor Snape, made no exceptions for me.

The teacher's reactions were all different. Hagrid, was more shocked than anything, but in the end he was happy for me. Professor McGonagall, was a little bit disappointed in me, but she wished me well. Professor Dumbledore, was very pleased, and even called me into his office to congratulate me. He believed pregnancy was beautiful, at any age. Of course, Professor Snape, reacted how I thought he would. Sniggering at me, not letting me use the bathroom, and singling me out in class, more than usual. He also kept taking house points away from Gryffindor. It was like he was saying in his mind 'You are pregnant, 10 points from Gryffindor!'

But back to the story, today was my second scan. Today Fred and I would find out the gender of our unborn baby, if we wanted to that was. We'd decided we both wanted to know the baby's gender, so we can buy the right coloured clothes, furniture, and such. I didn't mind if it was a boy or a girl, as long as they were healthy I couldn't ask for more. I think Fred secretly wanted a little girl, so he could spoil her rotten, and dote on her. But, if it was a boy, I'm sure he'd grow into a mini Fred, or George. Of course, the baby will come to Hogwarts, unless it wins a scholarship anywhere else. We'd also decided to send our child away to boarding school, when their nine. So, they'd be prepared for Hogwarts, and they'd also have a further muggle education.

Suddenly, Fred's voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

'Hermione!' He shouted, smiling at me.

I quickly made my way along the corridor, and stopped next to the familiar white door. Fred was casually leaning on the wall, and his grin widened as I approached. He reached out to hold my hand, and then waited for me to get my breath back, before then opening the door and ushering me in.

Madam Pomfrey was sitting at her desk, writing a report, as usual. Her face was inches away from the paper and her glasses were balancing on the end of her nose. She looked up as we approached and grinned widely.

'Hello Hermione, Hello Fred. How are you both?' Madam Pomfrey asked as she shoved the paper into the desk draw.

'Fine, thank you.' I answered.

Truthfully, neither of us we're fine, far from it. We were both scared and worried, but more than anything, excited. In just a few minutes we would know if we were having a boy or a girl.

'Go and lie on one of the beds.' Madam Pomfrey called, disappearing into her office.

I flopped down onto the soft mattress, of the closest bed, and made myself comfortable.

I lay on my back, and squeezed my eyes tightly shut. Fred, sat on the edge of the bed, and ran his fingers through my hair. I opened my eyes, and smiled weakly up at him. I couldn't believe that in just a few minutes we'd know if the baby was a boy, or a girl. It would change our lives dramatically whichever way, it would shape our futures. I couldn't wait.

But luckily, we didn't have to wait long, as Madam Pomfrey appeared from her office a few minutes later.

She pulled out the white silk sheet again, and gave me the same potion. I quickly drank it, I was eager to see the baby again. It fascinated me greatly that another human was growing inside me.

Slowly the black lines started to appear on the screen and then they began to move around. Madam Pomfrey pulled out a clipboard and started to make notes. Then, grinning she wrote a short word on the paper. My heart began to beat faster as I realised that she'd probably just written the gender of our baby.

'Do you want to know, the sex of the baby?' Madam Pomfrey, asked, her smile not giving anything away.

Fred squeezed my hand and I looked up to see his grinning face. He knew it too, this was it.

'Yes.' He nodded.

Madam Pomfrey seemed to sense our anxiety, and decided to put us out of our misery.

'It's a girl.'

Fred whooped in joy, and I felt the tears running down my cheeks. I couldn't believe it, our own little baby girl. I'd always dreamt of having a daughter. But, when I was older, and married. But, as I looked up at Fred, I knew, this was what I wanted.

For the last four years, life had been so dramatic, first the whole Professor Quirrel thing in first year, then I was petrified for a lot of my second year, then I had the manic year with the time-turner, so I was doing double lessons, but using a normal sleep schedule. Then, finally you had last year, when Ron broke my heart, and I finally got over him, not to mention, helping Harry through the Triwizard Tournament and also Viktor.

I thought maybe this year, things would finally calm down, but clearly not. But, I thought that maybe my 5th year would be a bit calmer. That maybe I could focus a little more on my studies, than keeping myself alive. Everyone knew, that a war was fast approaching, it was only a matter a time. It was defiantly not the time for me to have a baby, but I didn't matter. We would make it through, Fred and I, then when the war ends, we'll be a family.

I couldn't wait.

What do you think? Review with ideas for the baby's name!