"Oh Merlin! I knew he was bonkers, right from the start. What in blazes does he think he's doing? I can't be a mother! I don't know the first thing about Muggle babies! Let alone wizarding babies!" Hermione ranted as she walked out of PRC with Ginny, Blaise. Draco trailed behind them, knowing that his company wouldn't be appreciated.
"Hermione, I know this is a really inappropriate time to say this, but that is really clever what you have done with your robes, can you do the same to mine please, Will is making my arms ache," Blaise asked her.
Hermione looked down at her robes which she had charmed to now be bigger so she had fabric to support Cara to keep her arms free, without having to give her to Draco.
"Oh, um sure, come here. It has to be folded in a certain way though. My auntie did it with a pashmina when my cousin was little; she taught me how to do it and I'm kind of grateful now!" Hermione smiled. Blaise handed Will over to Ginny, who now had trouble walking since she was carrying two babies in her arms. Hermione pointed her wand at the front of Blaise's robes and muttered Weiter. Blaise's robes grew baggier and she proceeded to show him how to tie it so Will wouldn't fall out. Ginny watched intently, passed both babies to Blaise and did it to herself.
"So, if this is Will," Hermione said, indicating the baby that was now in the front of Blaise's robes. "Who is this?" she asked to the baby, wrapped in Ginny's robes.
"Jasper," Ginny answered grinning "We seem to have nice names upon us, too bad for Ron, his and Luna's is called Ethel!" she said laughing.
"My Great Nan is called Ethel...." said Blaise pretending to be hurt.
"Oh! Umm-" stuttered Ginny, blushing with discomfort.
"It's fine," Blaise chuckled. "I never did like her. Anyway, we're off to dinner, coming?"
"Of course I am. I'm starving," said Hermione happily, completely ignoring the fact that her fiancé was trailing miserably behind her.
Draco continued to follow at a distance. He felt infuriated that his closest friend had decided to be the Weaslettes' puppy- following her around. If that's what love does to people, I don't want it. Yes, I like Hermione but only as a friend, I couldn't love her. I just want her to forgive me because it wasn't my fault!
"Wow! This is awesome!" said Harry sitting down and joining them with Jamie in his arms, "Have you guys read the manual yet?" he asked excitedly. Pansy sat down quietly. Everyone ignored her, which she didn't like but at least they didn't yell at her.
"Please Harry, like anyone ever reads the manual..." Ginny said, rolling her eyes.
"Well, read it now! Page 3!"
Everyone exchanged glances and did as they were told.
The growth of your baby:
You will find that your SimKid will age faster than a usual baby, but it will also be charmed to have features of you and your partner. It will age three months every day, and you will need to hand it back well looked after and undamaged by magic in two weeks time. Any magic used on it will stunt it's growth, by estimation, your child should be a toddler by the time the two weeks is up, and you will have had to deal with teaching it to talk, walk and be potty trained. Good Luck.
Hermione looked up and waited for the others to finish.
"No way," said Draco simply, forgetting that the others may not want his opinion, "I do not want to have to potty train my daughter, let alone deal with her when she develops the Malfoy traits and screams her way through being a toddler."
"Awww, your daughter will have Hermione's brains, figure, eyes, magical talent...It will be cute!" Ginny smirked.
"And what do you suggest she inherits off me?" asked Draco offended.
