*The Song*
She looked at the big wooden door of the big brick building, waiting for it to be opened and see her running towards them. 3-year-old Rose was holding her hand, looking at the door expectant. 9-month-old Hugo was sleeping peacefully in the stroller. The bell rang, the door was opened and a 9-year-old redheaded girl ran to them, broad smile on her face. Hermione smiled back
"Mom, guess what?" Belle asked excitedly
"What, sweetheart?" Hermione asked affectionately as the four Granger-Weasleys walked down the streets to the nearest apparition stop
"I got the part!" Belle said. Hermione looked at her and smiled.
"You did? Belle, that's amazing! I'm so proud of you!" Hermione said kissing her eldest daughter's head. Belle just smiled.
"I still can't believe it, mom! I didn't think I was going to get it. I mean, Julie Altman was really good, and everyone thought she was going to get it. But then Miss Patrick announced who got each part, and when she got to the main ones, she said my name and I couldn't believe it!" the girl told her mother as they turned around the corner.
"That's amazing, sweetheart!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Can we watch the movie tonight? I need to practice my songs and learn every move." Belle said
"After you finish your homework." Hermione said while they were walking through a park. They stopped next to a big tree far away from the sight of muggles. Hermione told the kids to hold on tight to her, and with a pop! sound they disappeared and reappeared mere metres away from their house
"Do you think dad will be happy about it?" Belle asked
"Your dad will be ecstatic." Hermione said
Some hours later, Hermione found her daughter in her room singing. She leaned against the doorframe and listened to her. The song brought her memories and she smiled.
*FLASHBACK*
She was sat next to the window overlooking the beach. They had been at Shell Cottage for two weeks now. She was slowly healing, though nightmares plagued her every single night. She was happy they had found out that their baby was alive and even happier that they already knew it was going to be a girl, but she couldn't help but feeling worried. Before Malfoy Manor, she could feel her daughter moving and kicking almost every day. Since they had escaped it, she hadn't felt her at all, not even once. She often had to ask Ron to perform the spell to make sure her little heart was still beating, and then she felt relieved.She looked at her stomach and laid a hand on it."Belle." She said with a little smile on her face. "My beautiful Belle." she added, caressing her stomach. "They'll probably say you're weird, baby, because you may like to read books like me, but it's not true. You're special. A special mademoiselle." She continued, her smile getting wider.
"Look there she goes that girl is strange, no question
Dazed and distracted, can't you tell?
Never part of any crowd
'Cause her head's up on some cloud
No denying she's a funny girl that Belle." She started singing. In that moment, she felt it. A kick right in the middle of her belly. She saw the little bump raising. She giggled as happy tears ran through her cheeks. So she kept singing.
"Look there she goes that girl is so peculiar
I wonder if she's feeling well
With a dreamy, far-off look
And her nose stuck in a book
What a puzzle to the rest of us is Belle.
Oh, isn't this amazing?
It's my favorite part because -- you'll see
Here's where she meets Prince Charming
But she won't discover that it's him 'till chapter three!" Another kick. She caressed the spot and smiled.
"I didn't know you could sing that well, Mione." She heard a voice say. She startled and looked at the door. Ron was looking at her, sparkling blue eyes and that goofy grin that she always loved. He looked at her and noticed she had been crying for a while. His smile disappeared and she went straight to her. "Everything alright? Is Belle fine?" He asked worried. She sniffed and smiled.
"Everything's fine." She said.
"Then, why are you crying?" He asked. Her smiled got wider.
"She's kicking again." She said. His smile got back, bigger than before. He rested his head on her belly, trying to feel it.
"Not happening now." He said. She took a deep breath and started singing again.
"Look there she goes
The girl is strange but special
A most peculiar mademoiselle!
It's a pity and a sin
She doesn't quite fit in
'Cause she really is a funny girl
A beauty but a funny girl
She really is a funny girl
That Belle!" More kicks. Ron was ecstatic! His little girl was moving again.
"She's dancing." He said.
"Seems like it. She must know the song's from where we chose her name." She said. He looked at her, confused. "There is a guy in the muggle world name Walt Disney. He makes children's movies, and he took famous fairytales and turned them into cartoons with music and dancing. That song is from 'Beauty and the Beast.' It's Belle's song because everyone talks about how different she is from all of them. I always felt identified with it." She said looking down at her belly. He kissed her belly, then kissed her.
"You're not different, Hermione. You're unique. And she will be unique as well. Takes after her mother." He said, laying his hand on top of hers. She looked at him and smiled.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
"Was it too bad?" Hermione snapped out to reality and looked at the source of the question. "Was I too bad, mom?" Belle asked. Hermione smiled.
"You were amazing, sweetheart. You're going to be amazing." She said. Belle smiled.
"Can't wait for dad to come home and hear the news I've got!" She exclaimed excitedly. She then went and sat on her bed, opened a big book and started reading it, like nothing else mattered in the world. Hermione looked at her. There was no question. Her daughter was truly unique.