The Baby Project

Born at Last

It was Monday, and Hermione was frowning in a bed at St. Mungos. Much to her disdain, she was staying here for the rest of her term. She couldn't even go back and pack her things. She had argued with the Healer for more than an hour before her Healer came in and set her straight. She wanted to be in the same place as Draco, and this was not even close. She hated it and didn't understand why they couldn't be any more understanding. All of these young people were being forced to marry and have children. If they actually ended up with someone they liked or loved and were having children, why couldn't they be a little more lenient? All she wanted was to go and pack some of her things and see her husband. 

"Hello dear," Draco walked through the doorway and walked straight up to his wife, kissing her on the head. 

"How did you manage to leave Hogwarts?"

"Do you really think that McGonagall wouldn't let me come?"

Hermione nodded and then complained about how her Healer was even more strict here than he was in their home.

"This will all be over soon, dear, and then we will have three beautiful children to look after," Draco took the bag he had been carrying off the floor and went through the contents with Hermione. She was pleased with the books that he had brought her, and the work as well. She was even surprised most of the clothes that he had packed for her were the ones she would have chosen. 

"Ginny helped me with the clothes," Draco chuckled as if he were reading her mind, "I will come and visit you every day after supper, and if I can sneak away during lunch as well. But I don't care what time it is; if those babies are being born, I want to know."

"I will have someone personally come get you if I have to throw a complete fit about it. I am even willing to pull my Potter card out just this once." Hermione joked, and the two talked for about an hour before another Healer came in and told Draco he would have to leave.

It was lonely for Hermione when he left, and she buried herself in work before she drifted off into sleep. Dreaming about the life they were going to make for themselves once their three children had arrived. She was so excited she didn't even wake up to the pains that were beginning. 

Hermione woke up in a terrible mood. She had never wet the bed, even as a child. She was about to call in the Healer when one walked in. Her smiled dropped into a thin line. 

"Dear, why didn't you call us earlier. We would have had the head Healer in to examine you."

"What?"

"Your water has broken; aren't you feeling any pain?"

Just as the Healer asked Hermione, she felt pain, and she frowned. "Well, it looks like you are going to be having some babies today."

Hermione gulped and looked up to the Healer; a terrified looked in her eyes. "Don't worry, Mrs. Granger; I am going to call for him right now." The Healer gave an encouraging smile and walked right back out of the room. Hermione had calmed down slightly and was trying to focus on her breathing. She knew this was going to be a long day. 

Hermione's Healer came in, along with the Head Healer and two other women she had not been introduced to. She was uncomfortable with everyone in the room, and she was feeling more pain as the minutes went on. She didn't want to do this without Draco, and it had been around 30 minutes, and he still wasn't here. 

"Ma'am, where is my husband?" Hermione looked at the older woman with watery eyes, and the woman smiled gently at her. 

"He was just taken out of class, I imagine. I sent someone there to fetch him. It shouldn't be long now. Not to worry, you are going to be wonderful. Now, as soon as he gets here, we will be taking you back, and you'll get settled in. It looks as though you may have a long night ahead."