The Potters Family's Newest Bundle of Joy by Poisonchik88

Rating: PG
Genres: Romance, Humor
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 6
Published: 13/05/2007
Last Updated: 13/05/2007
Status: In Progress

Harry and Hermione welcome a new child into their Family.. ONESHOT




1. Painful Joy
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“I'm never doing this again.” Hermione Potter wheezed out a slight pout on her face. To be
truthful she said that the last time she found her self in this predicament. Nevertheless, this
time she swears she was never having another child again. It was finished, no more children for
this Potter family.

She let out a deafening scream as a jolt of pain went through her. It felt like that time she
had she had gotten hit with a particularly nasty hex Only this time it was as if that damn hex was
aimed at her lower regions instead of her chest. Ten times more painful! She let out a string of
obscenities she had no doubt picked from Ron as her lower body gave a nasty throb. She winced as
Harry's grip on her hand squeezed tighter, almost to the point where it was painful.

She growled low in her throat before ripping her hand from his. She wanted nothing more than to
have the roles reversed he should be here trying to push something the size of a bowling ball out
of a tiny , tiny little hole. While she sat there and did nothing just held, his hand and mumbled
nonsense into his ear every time the doctor told *him* to push. . Yeah that sounded like
heaven!

Granted they have not got to pushing yet but she knew it was coming soon. She could feel it.

"Do that breathing thing Ginny mentioned.” Harry offered helpfully as he looked down at his
wife. The pain in her eyes was making it hard from him to look at her. He hated when she was in
pain.

“Give me your hand.” Hermione pleaded regretting letting go of it before.

“Why are you hurting?” Harry asked, Hermione rolled her eyes in annoyance

“No I'm feeling romantic.” Hermione growled out sarcastically making Harry smirk. Hermione
glared at him, she wanted to smack that smirk right of his attractive yet annoying to no end
face.

Hermione was sure that if there was a way she could bottle this pain she would. It would make an
excellent method of torture one she would love to use on Harry right about now.

"Come on Herms we can do this.” Harry said as he gently pushed her sweaty hair from her
face.

We could this. Where was the we here?

She remembered last time he called her Herms they had been lying in bedroom after a particularly
hard day at work. Hermione was beyond tired at this point, she did not realize how grueling it
could be to travel halfway around the world , fight another lame wizards attempt to become the next
Voldemort and still make it home to make dinner and take care of the kids.

“Herms..." She should have seen it coming than his voice was soft, gentle, and slightly
pleading. However, at the time she was so exhausted, she did not realize he lulling her into a
false sense of security. “I want a second child.”

When Hermione's eyes snapped, open in surprise all the tiredness was gone from her in an
instant.

“No.” She answered flatly making; Harry's eyes shine with bewilderment. She loved their
first child Seth to death but there was no way she was going through all that pain again. Besides
Seth was only two years old, they should at least wait until he was three before they began
discussing children again.

Harry recovered from shock in an instant, smiling at her has he pulled her on top of him.
Kissing her neck before continuing to go now her arm, making her smile despite everything, he just
seemed to have that effect on her. Her protests had turned to moans, as he proceeded into his own
way of convincing her. A way worked every time no matter the debate was.

Hermione whimpered as she squeezed Harry's hand harder. The pain was excruciating, it was
suppose to lighten up, but instead the contractions were starting to end. Which meant the painful
part was on its way.

"It's time. I need you to push." The doctor advised as he pushed the hospital gown
further up her stomach.

Hermione took a deep breath before sitting up halfway and giving the best damn push her weary
body could offer. Her fingernails were digging painfully into, Harry's hand leaving little
crescent moon shaped bruises; if she squeezed any harder, he was sure there would be blood.

"Push, Herms ,"Harry encouraged

Hermione rolled her eyes in annoyance. Just what did he think she was doing? Did this look like
she relaxing. Because as far she was concerned she sure as hell was not. The pain was unbearable
and blinding her for moments at time. It seemed as if her body was wrapped tightly in a spiked
blanket and every time she moved to push the pain just got worse and worse. As if it was puncturing
her body like that blanket.

“You can do it.” Hermione's lips pressed together in a tight thin line. She was half
expecting to him to start shouting Hermione, Hermione, She's our man if she can't no one
can.

Hermione collapsed back on the bed panting she just could not do it anymore her body was just
too feeble.

"You're starting to crown." The doctor informed her as it was the best damn news
in the world.

Hermione let out a disgruntled grunted, `Yay fucking Whoo .Just get it out of me.' Hermione
thought

"Just one more push," said the doctor.

"Come on, Hermione. We'll soon be there."

There was that fucking we again! Hermione fumed as she resumed pushing tiny whimpers escaping
her lips as she tired to hold them back. Finally, she could lay her head back down on the pillow as
the sound of the child's cries reached her ears.

"Congratulations, on the birth of your new daughter.” Hermione closed her eyes in relief,
as the doctors went about cleaning and weighing the baby only stopping to let Harry cut the
baby's umbilical cord.

Hermione watched through half closed as the nurse wrapped the baby in a pink blanket before
handing it over to Harry.

Tears leaked through her eyes as Harry glanced at his newborn daughter for the first time. If
the look in his eyes were any indication, she was sure that their daughter would be a Daddy's
girl.

"Hey there, Kiddo," Harry said softly and gently. "I'm your daddy."

Harry adjusted the newborn easily, it always surprised her how gentle and great he was children.
The look of love and wonder in his eyes was mesmerizing. She smiled as he placed a small, squirming
infant in her arms. She looked down.

Suddenly all the pain did not matter all that mattered was looking down at the beautiful little
girl in her arms. Through all that pain she received a tiny wrinkled miracle. She laughed as little
as Harry's thumb wiped a few stray tears from her cheeks.

She's beautiful.” Harry whispered in complete and utter awe at miracle the love of his life
was currently holding.

“She's perfect.” Hermione's voice cracked as she spoke watching as Harry's hands
traced his daughters face, as if he was trying to make sure she was there and that she was really
his. His grin brightened as the newborn smiled at him before closing her eyes and drifting off to
sleep. It was a moment he would remember forever.

“And you're wonderful Mrs. Potter,” Harry whispered resting his forehead on hers giving her
a chaste kiss on the lips.

“You're not so bad yourself” Hermione teased as they both glanced down at the wonderful new
addition to their family.

“Welcome to the family Rae.” Harry whispered as he kissed the baby's forehead.

Life was good for the Potter Family.

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