𝐋𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐝 {𝐇. 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫}

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Hermione let out a loud wail of pain as she went into her fourteenth hour of being in labour. The baby did not want to come out.

"You're doing great, darling," said Johnny encouragingly, kissing her forehead softly. His British accent was coming out stronger due to the nerves bubbling inside of him. Anytime now he'd be meeting his daughter. His first ever daughter.

"OH, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU!" Hermione screamed, scaring Johnny and Fleur, who was helping to deliver the baby. Harry, Ron and the others were waiting around the cottage, Harry and Bill also prepping Bellatrix's body for a small funeral. "Why doesn't she want to come out?"

"You know what I think it is?" Johnny asked calmly, running his chest from where repeativly got hit. "I think you made such a nice home for her over the last nine months that she just doesn't want to leave," said Johnny, causing Hermione to look at him with a smile.

"Aw, look at you making up crap for me," Hermione pouted, wiping her sweaty forehead with the back of her hand.

"How much longer's left?" Johnny asked anxiously, staring down at Hermione's crotch area.

"Not long, I can see the head!" Fleur said excitedly, peaking under the blanket. "Push, Hermione!"

With a loud cry, Hermione pushed with all her might. Hermione slumped back in the bed and let out a sigh of relief as she weakly wiped a bead of sweat from her eyebrow. Fleur held the baby in her arms, looking anxiously between the baby girl and her parents, who were watching Fleur anxiously.

"Fleur, she isn't fucking breathing!" Johnny yelled, letting go of Hermione's hand and standing up. "Do something!"

Fleur jumped to action, hastily placing two fingers to the baby girls chest and started CPR. Hermione began to sob as Fleur placed her lips over the baby's mouth and began blowing air into the small body.

"Come on, Princess," Johnny said anxiously, his own tears building in his eyes as he watched on, retaking Hermione's hand. When the bay began to wail, Johnny let out a sob of relief, burying his head in his hands as he listened to the baby girl cry.

"Do you wish to cut zee umbilical cord?" Fleur asked, cradling the baby. Johnny nodded instantly, grabbing the small scissors from the bedside table. He shit a nervous glance at Fleur and Hermione, who both nodded in confidence, and Johnny took a deep breath and cut the baby's umbilical cord, letting OTH a sigh of relief when it happened.

"Here, like this," Fleur instructed Johnny as she handed him the baby to hold for the first time. Once Johnny knew the baby girl was secured in his arms, he retook his seat beside Hermione who laid weakly on the bed, a small smile on her face as Johnny handed her their child.

"Have you thought of a name?" Fleur asked, pulling of her rubber gloves and leaning on the bedpost at the the bottom of the bed.

"Winona, for Hermione's grandmother," said Johnny, causing Hermione to smile widely as she kissed her daughters forehead.

"And for her middle name," Hermione said quietly, glancing down at the small babe, who opened her eyes to reveal the same blue orbs her father had. "Bellatrix, for the woman who saved her and her father."

"Winona Bellatrix Grindelwald," repeated Fleur, a small smile on her face as she nodded. "Very beautiful, I'll leave you two alone, you can invite every0ne in when you are ready."

Hermione and Johnny nodded, thanking the Veela profoundly as she left. Johnny let out a tired sigh as he sunk back against the pillows.

"You did it," Johnny whispered, pulling back the blanket that was wrapped around Winona so he could see her face. "She has your nose and lips."