*The miracle baby*

The following day after the battle, Madame Pomfrey ordered Hermione to go to St. Mungo's to get the proper care for her and her newborn daughter. So after getting some well rest, Ron helped her get changed into clean clothes and wrap the baby in blankets. As soon as they were ready, they flooed to the hospital. Healers checked the three of them right away. They healed Ron's wounds and Hermione's ones, and they took the baby into the ICU. They had told Hermione and Ron that the baby was very small and fragile for a newborn, and after Hermione had told them that she had gone through the Cruciatus Curse while pregnant, they all told them that it was less than likely that the baby would survive. It was already a miracle that Belle was alive in the first place. They didn't know the extent of the curse in a newborn so they didn't think she was going to be there for much longer. Healers told Hermione and Ron to prepare for the worst. Hermione couldn't believe it. She blamed herself for Belle being like she was right now. She knew that she hadn't have the proper care and nourishment they needed because they had been on the run the whole time, but she had tried all her best since she had known about the pregnancy. She insisted that she would continue breastfeeding her daughter. She had started already and Belle had no problems at all with it. She was sure it was going to help her gain strength and weight. Healers told them it would do little, but Hermione still insisted. After all, if her baby was going to be with them for little time, she wanted to spend it as close to her as possible.
In the month that went by, Ron and Hermione never left Belle's side. They were in ICU constantly, holding her, kissing her, feeding her, reading to her, telling her how much they loved her.
"I still can't believe we made her." Hermione said one day, between marvelled and sad, as they looked at their baby in some sort of incubator.
"I know. It's incredible! She's the most gorgeous girl in this world... after you, of course." Ron said with a smile.
"I thought it was not possible to love someone you just met that much." she said.
"I know what you feel." he said.
"We can't lose her, Ron." she cried, tears running fast through her pale face. Ron wrapped his arm around her shoulders.
"We won't. She's stronger every day, Mione. She got your stubborness, your strength and your willingness. She's not going anywhere but home with us." he said.
"you... you think so?" she sobbed.
"She survived the Cruciatus Curse and was born in the middle of a bloody war. She's a bloody miracle!" he exclaimed. Hermione just smiled and sniffed.
"She's our miracle." she said, honding onto him tighter.