AN: I think I've finally got my mojo back. What that means is I update my stories more. Some I don't because their too close to another one (in the Harry Potter Universe) and I have a hard time writing it. But this one seems to be working out quite well. On the downside this story will be over soon, sorry but its true. If you ever have a request for a new story just ask and I'll see what I can do BUT I don't write slash, smut or Dumbledore and/or Weasley bashing. Sorry. Once again anything you recognize is JK Rowling's anything you don't is mine.

Hermione POV

July 13, 2003

Sirius and I were sitting in my usual room at St. Mungo's. Healer Jones was reading over the piece of parchment form the diagnostic spell she had run on me. Her lips were pursed into a thin line and she looked a little surprised.

"Mrs. Black, do you know what a Hysterical Pregnancy is?" Healer Jones asked lowering the parchment.

"I've heard of it but I don't know much about it." I whispered. Sirius tightened his hand on mine when he felt my heart galloping in my chest.

"I haven't." Sirius said looking up from my face. He looked confused and nervous.

Healer Jones sighed heavily and nibbled her lip nervously. "Sometimes when a woman wants so desperately to be pregnant her body will show the symptoms of a pregnancy. The brain is tricked by the body and acts as if the woman were pregnant. There are certain pregnancy symptoms that make you feel like you're pregnant."

Sirius' eyes were wide with shock and I was staring pointedly in the other direction. "What type of symptoms does Hermione have?"

"You would have to ask her yourself but I have a feeling your period is late, right Mrs. Black?" I nodded still looking in the other direction. It was almost too much. I had had three kids. I should have known the difference! "What other symptoms are you having?"

I didn't want to say anything. It was embarrassing and uncomfortable. Even though Sirius and I had been married for seven years I still felt uncomfortable about my body sometimes. This was one of them.

"Sweetheart?" Sirius whispered squeezing my hand.

I slumped down and kept my eyes glued to the floor. "My breasts are tender. They hurt a lot actually much more than usual."

"That's normal." Healer Jones said with a nod. "Anything else?"

"I thought I felt something move in my stomach last week." I blinked quickly and looked at the floor. "and my emotions seem to be all over the place."

"All of that is completely normal but," I knew there would be a but. "there is no possible way to tell how long this will last. It can last a couple weeks to a couple years."

I shifted uncomfortably and Sirius squeezed my hand. A couple of years?! I wanted to scream. "Is that all?"

"Yes." Healer Jones said with a nod.

"Then we'll take our leave." Sirius said standing. "Thank you for all your help."

"Good luck." Healer Jones said with a nod.

Sirius didn't speak as he led me down the hall and I was grateful. This whole thing was extremely uncomfortable and I felt close to tears. I had been so confused and hopeful that I would be pregnant. Something about being old enough to be a grandmother was messing with my head. I was only twenty-four! It must have been all of that that gave me the Hysterical Pregnancy.

Sirius pulled me through the floo and we stepped out in the library. He flicked his wand and the door slammed shut and I was fairly sure he had put up a silencing charm.

"Hermione," Sirius turned to me his face pained. I turned away and wrapped my arms around my middle. "Sweetheart, please talk to me."

I hunched over and felt tears trickling down my face. "Please just go away, Sirius."

"No. You need me." Sirius' arms wrapped around me. My legs gave out and I started to sob. Broken, painful sobs that felt like my chest was ripping apart. Sirius led me over to the couch and he pulled me into his arms. We stayed like that for a long time with Sirius holding me with my head against his chest.

"Why didn't you tell me that you wanted more kids?" Sirius asked softly running his fingers through my hair.

I rubbed my hand against my cheeks wiping away my tears. "I don't."

"What?" Sirius asked in surprise, pulling away from me.

"I don't want anymore kids. I'm fine with the four we have. I think its just the fact that I'm going to be a grandmother and my body wanted to rebel against it." Sirius hummed thoughtfully.

"What if you did find yourself pregnant in the next couple of years?" Sirius asked.

"Then we would have another child." I said simply. "but I think Emily would be embarrassed if I was pregnant at her and Nigel's wedding."

Sirius threw back his head and laughed. Somehow that made it better, the fact that he was laughing. Everything would turn out alright.

Sirius POV

August 1, 2003

Sarah leaned her head against my chest snoring softly, Regulus was curled up in a chair staring at a picture on the wall and Liam was sucking on his thumb while he looked at a picture book.

Severus came around the corner pulling a heavily pregnant Rosmerta behind him. "Hey, Sirius, how you doing?"

I looked up slowly from my daughter. "They had to silence the room."

Severus and Rosmerta exchanged a pained look. Rosmerta sat down heavily her hand at her back. Severus sat down next to her a pinched look on his face. "It'll be okay Sirius."

I didn't respond. How could I? My daughter was in labor. LABOR! I dropped my head into my hands and sighed. Emily had had pains this morning and we had rushed to the hospital. We had been here most of the day. Around one they had silenced the room since she had been screaming and sobbing so hard. Hermione and Nigel were in there doing everything they could to help her.

"Daddy?" I looked up at Regulus who had his chocolate brown eyes fixed on me. Hermione's eyes.

"Yes?" I asked roughly.

"Is Emily going to be okay?" Regulus asked his face pale. "She sounded scared."

"Yes, she should be okay." I said my voice pinched in pain. Severus placed his hand on my shoulder. A loud sob broke through the silencing charm and I jumped up. Sarah cried and Rosmerta deftly pulled her into her arms.

I strode towards the door as fast as I could my heart pounding in my chest. Something was wrong. I could tell.

The door slammed open and Hermione came out her eyes shimmering.

"What is it? Whats wrong?" I asked roughly.

"The baby." She whispered tears trailing down her cheeks.

"What about the baby?" I asked.

"He's – he's –" She dropped her head and sobbed. "He had the umbilical chord wrapped around his throat."

Oh no..no...NO! Damn it! NO! "He was stillborn when he came out. Emily's almost inconsolable."

I looked behind Hermione where Nigel was holding Emily in his arms. She sobbed brokenly into his chest and he held her tightly tears dripping down his cheeks.

"Emily's going to need us now more than ever." I muttered thickly then cleared my throat. "We need to be there for her."

Hermione nodded then sniffled loudly. "Our poor daughter. This was why I didn't want her to be sexually active!"

I shivered in disgust at the term. My daughter. Sex. UGH. "She would take it just as badly if she was older."

"You're right. All we can do is be there for her." Hermione nodded. "but I think right now she needs to be with Nigel."

I looked back into the room. Nigel was whispering something into Emily's ear. His eyes suddenly caught mine and I nodded at him. His eyes widened in surprised and he nodded back. He finally earned my respect.

AN: Please Review! It helps so much more than you realize. Sorry for killing off the baby everyone. I feel horrible about it but sometimes you need to shoot a hostage.