Our Always: Harry and Hermione

Chapter 27:Baby?

When I woke up, I had a major headache and my stomach hurt a bit. I looked at my surroundings hoping that I was in my tower with Harry next to me and all of this was a dream. Sadly none of it was a dream, I was here in St. Mongos hooked up to different bottles and liquids.
"Hello Ms. Granger. I'm glad you are finally up. Your parents are on their way and Madam Pomfrey has left back to Hogwarts. My name in Delia and I will be your nurse. How are you feeling?" She asks. I look at her and then close my eyes.
"My head and stomach hurt but that's about it. What happened to me? All I remember is a doctor saying I wasn't good and then passing out," I tell her. I see she is writing down notes to help me but i cant help but wonder what was wrong with me.
"Okay, thank you Ms. Granger. Your baby will be in here shortly." She smiled and walked away.
Wait... did she just say baby? More specificly my baby. I don't know how this was possible due to the fact that I've never done that. I quickly grab a piece of parchment from my side table and the quill with ink and start writing a letter to Harry. When I'm almost done, my parents come running into my room.
"Hermione are you alright? We got the letter and drove here as fast as we could," mum said. Her face was full of worry and sadness.
"I thought you told us you weren't ready for that in December. Now we are here and that you had a baby! I swear that the next time I see that fithly-"
"Dad, don't you dare speak about Harry like that in front of me. And besides I'm just as shocked as you two are. This is news to me. I don't know how. I never showed any signs of it," I said interupting my dad.
"I sent him a letter before we left the house. He needs to be here even if it isn't his or yours," mum said. Tears started coming down and I couldn't stop them.
"No. No. No. No. I didn't want to tell him. He is so overwhelmed with so much things that I didn't want to add on to it all," I say.
"Sweetheart, he is always going to worry about you. He loves you so much that he doesn't anything happening to you or Teddy. You two are his life, like they are yours. Especially since he had no parents," she said. I looked at her and knew she was right. I sighed and nodded my head. They left sometime near ten since they had work tomorrow, and I waited reading the various books in the room.
Just as I put down the last book that I read, Harry came busting through the door. He looked tired and exhausted.
"Come here, Harry. You need to rest. You had a long day," I say to him. He comes over to the bed and kisses my forehead. "I'm so sorry, Harry. I didn't know."
"Shhhh. It's okay. We will make it work? I just have one question to ask, is it his?" He asked. Tears on the brink of his eyes as well as mine. I shake my head and a sudden relief falls over him.
I reach up to the back of his neck and bring him down to me. I kiss him and tears start to stream down my face. When we part, he wipes away the tears and smiles at me. I scoot over on the bed so he could sit down next to me while, we think of what to do next.
Sometime, late that might we fall asleep.

I wake to be the cooing of a baby just as they are starting to stir. I untangle myself from Harry's and get out of bed. I look to the corner of the room and see the basinet. I walk over to it and see a beautiful healthy baby girl. Delia walks back in and motions for me to follow her.
We walk out of the room and down the hallway. Many different witches and wizard's are here and swarming asking like a bunch of bees.
"That isn't your child. We took a blood sample and it had none of your DNA," she said to me. That made a bit sense, but I still had much more questions that were unanswered.
"Who are her parents? How is it that I had her? What can I do to get her to her parents? When can I leave?" I asked. She took a pause then answered all my questions.
"Today. Nothing. A spell and a potion. And Bellattrix Lestrange and He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named."
I stare at her. I just had the child of two of the most dark wizard's in the world. I nod and go back to my room. It is near ten in the morning and Harry is just starting to stir. He hands me a bag and I go change into the clothes in it.
When I come out, Harry is holding the baby girl. His face shows pure happiness and love for her. I sadden at the fact that we can't keep her and that I know I must tell him this soon. I walk over to him and place my hand on his shoulder.
"Harry, we can't keep her. She isn't ours and I think it's best if we give her to her closest relative. That would be Draco and his mum," I say. He looks at me with confusion so I continue explaining. "His mum was Bellatrix Lestrange and his father was Voldemort."
He looked at me for a moment and then nodded. He understood what we had to do and was for it. Not only would it help her but, him too. I just hope Draco will take her in.
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'After all this time?'
'Always'