Hermoine Granger/Emma Watson Imagines

Labour (Emma X Male Y/N) (Requested)

Summary: Y/N and Emma are happily married and are expecting their first child together but that hasn't stopped Emma working on her movie 'Little Women' but one day on set, Emma's water breaks and her castmate Timotheé calls up Y/N to inform him that his wife was in labour...

Y/N's POV

My mind is essentially blank as I absent-mindedly scroll through the television guide, Emma's out at set whilst being heavily pregnant with our first child and if that doesn't show off how much of a trooper my wife really is, then I don't know what to tell you...

My thumb is spinning my wedding ring as my eyes flick through all of the options from the news to documentaries to really old-fashioned, black and white films from the 1950s that my dad just loves to watch whenever I'm back at my parents' house.

I look over to our new baby's recent ultrasound which I framed on the wall, a smile slowly forming onto my lips as I internally reminisce on the eventful journey that the two of us have already been through...

Now the wait for our little bundle of joy to arrive into this crazy world...

Just then, my phone starts ringing out of nowhere so I reach over and grab the phone, seeing as it's my wife calling me.

"Hey, darling, everything okay?" I answer the phone but then I hear Emma's co-star's voice on the other line.

"Y/N, it's me Timotheé, Emma's co-star." He answers the phone, making me furrow my eyebrows. "Emma's gone into labour and we need to get her to the hospital as soon as possible!"

My heart stops beating for a split-second, before I realise that he is not bullshitting me...

"Alright, what hospital are you sending her to?" I ask him, rushing to the front door and slipping my shoes on.

"St. George's Royal Hospital in London which isn't too far from the studio..." He tells me and I just hear a heart-wrenching scream in the background.

"Alright, I'm on my way to the hospital, please keep my wife safe!" I begin to panic before hanging up, grabbing the hospital bag and rushing to the car.

I drive as fast as legally possible to the hospital and rush up to the reception.

"Y/N Y/L/N, I need to see Emma Y/L/N, she's my wife..." I impatiently tell the receptionist who nods, typing something on her computer.

"Room 173" She tells me, I nod and thank her before speed-walking up to the hospital room to find my wife and her co-star, Saiorse, sitting there, talking.

"Hey honey, sorry I took so long, there was major traffic." I greet her, walking up next to her and kissing her forehead before turning to Saiorse.
"How long ago did she go into labour?"

"About a hour ago, we were about to film a scene when it just suddenly happened so me and Timotheé drove her to the hospital, she got a epidural because the pain was so intense." Saiorse tells me as Emma turns to look at me as I put down the hospital.

"Saiorse, we couldn't get a moment alone, could we?" My wife politely asks her co-star who immediately nods, walking out of the room.

"How are we feeling, darling?" I ask her and she shrugs her shoulders, smiling weakly at me.

"I've been better, love, if I'm being honest." She tells me, her hands resting against her swollen belly. "I'm just ecstatic that our little one is finally on the way, we're finally gonna be a family..."

"I personally think we're gonna be having a little boy, our little wizard in there..." I comment, lightly prodding her arm to which she just playfully rolls her eyes at me.

"We never thought about what we're gonna name them, have we?" She looks at me before she begins to giggle. "We don't know whether they're gonna be a girl or a boy, huh?"

"If it's a girl, we've gotta give her the middle name 'Hermione'!" I exclaim and she hits my arm, playfully. "What?! It's a suggestion!"

"I'll put it into consideration, but what if they are a boy?" She informs me, which makes me think again.

"Elliot or Emmett Harrison Y/L/N?" I suggest and she notices that the names are very similar to her name. "Elliot/Emmett Harrison Y/L/N for a boy and...?"

"What about Luna or Jacqueline, my mum's name?" She suggests and I shrug my shoulders before repeating the names out loud.

"Luna Hermione Y/L/N or Jacqueline Hermione   Y/L/N? What about Elodie? Elodie Jacqueline/Hermione Y/L/N?" I suggest, bringing a massive smile to Emma's face.

"We'll go with Elodie Hermione Y/L/N for a baby girl and Elliot Harrison Y/L/N for a baby boy..."

Just then, the doctor walks into the room to check my wife's dilation.

"Ah, you must be Y/N, Emma's husband and the father to this beautiful bundle of joy?" He notices my existence so I stand up and shake his hand.

"Yeah, how far dilated is she so far, if I may ask?" I ask him.

"She is around 4cm dilated so you have a long way to go..." He explains, tapping the clipboard in his hands so I nod my head and just decide to wait out the next few hours.

-22 hours later-

"Alright, Emma, I believe it's the time that we begin to push this little one out of you!" The doctor announces, smiling widely as they begin to get ready for the birth.

I stand at the end with her head as the doctors spread her legs open but then I see the pure nervousness on her face so I rest my forehead against hers, whispering encouraging words to her.

"You've got this, sweetheart..." I inform her as she grips onto my hand, I feel her hands sweating with the fear. "In no short time, we'll be holding our little one in your arms."

She nods, getting herself mentally prepared for what was about to happen.

"Alright, in 3...2...1... Push!"

I feel Emma's grip tighten on my hand as she pushes with all of her might, in between the pushes, I wipe her forehead clean of the build-up of immense sweat.

All of a sudden, we begin to hear this angelic wailing as the doctors cut the umbilical cord.

"It's a baby girl!" The head doctor announces as they quickly carry her over to the table to check our daughter over and make sure that everything is normal. "Y/N, would you like to come over and hold your new daughter?"

I walk over and see our little girl to which immediately brings me to tears before the nurse hands me my daughter, wrapped up a blanket.

Her little eyes open up and I see those beautiful (insert your eye colour) pupils for the first time, I slowly walk over to Emma and lay our baby girl against her chest.

"You have your daddy's eyes, baby girl... You look just like your dada but you look nothing like mama?" My wife comments, sniffling back the tears as she holds our daughter to her chest. "Aren't you a beautiful little girl?"

"Congratulations, she's a healthy baby girl, now do we have a chosen name for her?" The head doctor walks over, smiling widely at the two of us.

"We have chosen the first name Elodie E-L-O-D-I-E, the middle name Hermione H-E-R-M-I-O-N-E and the last name is Y/L/N." I explain and he nods, writing down the details onto her birth certificate before handing it to me.

Legal First Name: Elodie

Middle Name(s): Hermione

Legal Surname: Y/L/N

Biological Father: Y/N Y/L/N

Biological Mother: Emma Y/L/N (nee. Watson)

I smile at the birth certificate before he walks out, leaving me and my wife to interact with our newborn daughter....

Our family is slowly growing and I can't wait for the future...