Angel by Suzanne of Dragons Breath

Rating: PG13
Genres: Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 5
Published: 30/04/2004
Last Updated: 30/04/2004
Status: Completed

She's an angel. Companion to "Why?" and "What?"




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Title: Angel

Rating: PG-13

Summary: She's an angel. Companion to “Why?” and “What?”

Disclaimer: I don't own them.

Author's Notes: Yet another escapee from my plot bunny farm. Enjoy

~*~

She's so perfect, it's like she's an angel escaped from heaven. The only thing
she's missing is the halo and the wings.

Her hair is just soft, fuzzy down right now, but I can already tell she has her mother's
brown hair, although I hope it will be more tamable than ours is. Her eyes are still blue, so
it's up for grabs as to whose eyes she'll have. Her cheeks are so chubby. She's a
little cherub. My cherub, our cherub.

I bring her closer to my face so I can see her better. She's so tiny- I didn't realize
babies were this small when they were born! I'm afraid I'll drop her. She has a fragile air
about her, but if she's anything like her mother when she gets older, she'll be the one to
keep her friends out of trouble, at least she'll try, I chuckled.

My wife is sleeping in her bed right now and hell if she doesn't need it after bringing us
this angel. After nine months of pregnancy, and I don't even know how much time in the hell of
labor we finally have what our love for each other made.

When I look back on the years we spent at Hogwarts and after, I'm amazed that we made it
this far. Dating, defeating Voldemort, getting married, and now, now, we're responsible for
another life. I can't wait to see what she'll become when she's older.

I can picture her talking, walking, and then, finally putting on the Sorting Hat. It would be
great if she got in to Gryffindor, but no matter where she's placed, I'll still love her,
she's my angel.

~*~

I remember when I told Harry I was pregnant. I picked a most opportune time; he was taking a sip
of his drink. He then proceeded to spit it out, spraying it on the table. I can't help but
smile when I think of the expression on his face. It was a combination of fear, awe, amazement, and
surprise. After all, we hadn't been “trying” for very long.

He's afraid he won't be a good dad, I can tell. James Potter died when he was 15 months
old, and Vernon, hell; he wasn't a good role model! Sirius died in our fifth year. We only knew
him for 2 years or so when he fell into the veil. Although he's long since forgiven Professor
Dumbledore, he can't forget how the professor kept things from him. I'd have to say Remus
is the best role model he's had for a father. I know for a fact Remus is waiting with Ron,
Luna, Ginny and the others to hear about our little girl.

I look over at Harry, his back is to me now, and I think he thinks I'm sleeping still.
“Harry,” I call softly, “I think that there are people waiting to hear about her still. Why
don't you go fill them in?”

He turns to me and I don't think I've ever seen a more beautiful sight than my lover
holding our little miracle. He smiles at me. “Look what we made, Hermione. She's perfect.”

I can't help but smile back at him, tired as I am. He carefully walks over to me, holding
her like she's glass before depositing her in my waiting arms. He kisses me on my forehead then
my lips. He then drops a kiss on our daughter's face. Our daughter, I like that phrase.

“I'll be back soon. It'll be hard to keep them out of here once I tell them though.” He
grins. “I'll keep them out until tomorrow though, you need your rest love.”

With that he stands, regretfully and exits the room, to tell our friends and family about
her.

She's perfect in our eyes. I don't think I'll ever forget this experience. I sigh,
and snuggle her closer to me. My-our daughter.

~*~

“Bloody hell! What's taking so long? Hermione had the baby ages ago, when's Harry going
to get his ass out here and tell us about the baby?”

Harry grinned as he heard Ron's voice through the doors in front of him. He pushed them open
softly and cleared his throat, catching his friends and family members' attention. Seeing that
all eyes were on him, he broke out into a larger grin.

“It's a girl!” Harry announced. “She's perfect.”

The room exploded into cheers and backslapping. Ron rushed to Harry's side and gave him a
quick “man hug.” “Well, come on mate! What's her name?”

“Samantha Lily Potter.” Harry responded. “But she's my Angel.”

~*~

End.



