The Hidden One (2)

Jamie

Hi guys! I'm really sorry, but from now on I'll only be updating on Saturdays or Sundays. As always, if there is anything you want to see in the story, comment and let me know! Thanks!

Rose let out a gasp and a sob as her son was placed on her chest, still screaming and messy.

"Hi," Rose said with a cry.

"He's beautiful," Harry said, his voice breaking as tears left his eyes. Harry started gently rubbing his son's cheek with him thumb as Rose held the screaming child.

"Hey, don't cry," Rose said soothingly. The baby continued to cry anyways, squeezing his fists together and his eyes shut as loud wails left his mouth.

"At least we know his lungs are healthy," Harry joked as he wiped away some of his tears.

"Do you want to cut the umbilical cord?" Willa asked, a soft smile on her face as she watched the young couple stare lovingly at their new baby.

"Sure," Harry said, gently standing up from where he was sitting behind Rose. She leaned back on the pillows and continued to coo at her son as he slowly calmed down. She didn't even pay attention to anything other than her son.

"We need to clean him up and then you can have him right back," Willa said softly. Rose frowned but nodded, passing her son to the nurses. She felt her heart break as the baby started crying again. With the nurses permission, Harry stood over and watched as the nurses took care of his son.

"I see you're already healing," Willa said quietly enough that none of the other people in the room could hear. Despite her exhaustion, Rose's eyes grew wide and her head snapped up to look at the doctor, who had a knowing smirk on her face.

"How did you know?" Rose asked.

"I went to Howarts myself," Willa said, a fond smile on her face. "I chose to take a muggle job, but I stayed up to date with what was happening in the Wizarding world. I was there at the battle, actually."

"I didn't see you," Rose mumbled.

"Well, that's to be expected," Willa said with a shrug. "There were lots of people there. Anyways, I went to Hogwarts with your parents, so I requested to take care of you since I knew of your special circumstances."

"Thank you," Rose said, her eyes trailing away from Willa to where her son was.

"You just need to deliver the placenta and then we're all done here," Willa said. Rose's head snapped back over to look at her.

"I thought there was a spell for that," Rose whispered.

"We're in a muggle hospital so we act like muggles," Willa said with a shrug.

"I can't," Rose whined. "I'm too tired."

"If I could let you spend time with your son and then go to sleep, I would, but I can't let you do that," Willa said. Rose whined again and tried not to cry.

"We're all done," a nurse announced. Rose immediately looked over to see Harry walking over with their son in his arms, looking down with total amazement and love on his face. He slowly sat down in the chair next to Rose's bed and continued to stare at his son, who was swaddled up and sleeping.

"I can finish up in here," Willa told the nurses, who just shrugged and left. "If you hadn't have saved the world, I wouldn't be doing this."

"What?" Harry asked, his head shooting up as Willa grabbed what originally looked like a pen in her pocket. Rose watched as the pen turned into a wand. Willa muttered a spell, and Rose felt herself deliver the placenta.