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You Be the Anchor That Keeps My Feet on the Ground	By : articcat621 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 3475 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Seriously, I love all your support. Your reviews make me so happy! But enough of my ramblings, and onward with the show! Enjoy!

Chapter 13
Hermione was practically bouncing in her seat. Every so often, she glanced at the clock just to see what time it was. By the fifth time, however, Hermione's father had had enough.
"Hermione, if you don't stop fidgeting this moment I will not hesitate to tie you still," David said, peering at her over his newspaper.
"Sorry, I'm just so nervous!" she exclaimed, grinning. "Or maybe excited would be the better word," she mumbled to herself.
Today was December 3rd and she had an appointment at St. Mungo's. She was now about three months along and today they would find out their baby's gender. Percy was completely on edge, worrying about having a little girl. He had quietly admitted to her that he wasn't sure he'd be capable of fighting off all the wild boys when she got older. After giving him a kiss, Hermione reassured him that her own father would take care of that.
Hermione didn't care either way because she already loved her baby more than anything. Boy or girl; it'd be spoiled rotten.
Later on in the week, Hermione would officially be moving into Percy's flat, so Jane and David had been helping her pack up all her belongings. She wondered what they would do with her room now that it'd be empty.
"You know, I was thinking," Jane began, walking into the living room and setting down some tea. "That perhaps we could convert your old bedroom into a nursery dear? You and Percy could just stay in the guest room when you come to visit… or we could just watch our grandchild alone?"
Hermione smiled when she saw how thrilled her mother was with the idea. "Of course, Mum. That sounds lovely."
"Wonderful!" Jane cried, clapping her hands together. "I already know what color to paint the walls. I was thinking maybe a peach color? That's rather gender neutral, isn't it?" She continued to mumble to herself, going over different ideas for her new project.
David rolled his eyes. "Honestly, you'd think she was the one having the baby."
Hermione laughed. "Mum does seem a bit over eager."
"Over eager? Darling, we passed that stage ages ago. She's… well, I don't really know how to even define that."
Hermione quickly covered her mouth to prevent the snort from being heard. It was true; her mother did go a bit overboard when she got into one of those moods. Hermione remembered when she was younger; her Mum had developed an obsession with book clubs. She bought loads of books, joined mailing lists, and all other sorts of nonsense. Her fancy passed about two weeks later and half of those books were still unread. Hermione loved to read, but she didn't care much for soul searching novels, as that was the topic Jane had been interested in.
The doorbell rang. Getting up, Hermione allowed Percy inside, giving him a quick kiss. "You ready?"
She nodded, the butterflies floating around her stomach. The two of them moved into the living room. After Apparating to the Burrow and feeling sick, Hermione didn't really want to chance it anymore. She was still nauseous every so often and wanted to do everything possible to avoid that feeling.
"Have fun you two," David called out to the two of them, smiling as he watched Percy guide his daughter into the fireplace. Moments later, they both disappeared in a flash, leaving nothing but smoke behind.
"Darling, grab your keys!" Jane shouted from the kitchen. "We're heading to the baby store!"
David rolled his eyes, but replied with a "Yes dear!"
Hermione and Percy quickly made their way to the reception desk, eager to get the check up under way.
"Can I help you?" the witch at the front desk asked, not bothering to look up from her paperwork.
"I have an appointment with Sasha at noon," Hermione said, grinning at Percy. "The name is Hermione Granger."
At the name, the receptionist looked up. "Oh, Miss Granger, of course! Sasha is actually ready for you. Right through those double doors," she said, gesturing.
"Thanks," Hermione replied sweetly before taking Percy's hand. The two of them walked down the hall, finding Sasha's room.
"Hermione!"
Turning, she saw Sasha walking towards them, a grin on her face. "How are you?"
"Fine," Hermione replied. "Percy, this is Sasha. Sasha, this is Percy."
Sasha eyed Percy, a slow grin working its way onto her face. "Wonderful. It's so nice to meet you."
Hermione felt her cheeks grow hot. Percy squeezed her hand tightly, giving her a smile.
"Why don't we go in the room and get started?" Sasha suggested, holding the door open for them.
"So have your symptoms diminished at all?" Sasha asked, prepping the scale.
Hermione bit her lip, thinking back. "A bit. I still get nauseous every so often, but not as bad as the first few weeks."
"That's good. Why don't you stand up on here and we'll weigh you?"
Hermione stood on the scale, feeling rather nervous.
"You're looking good, but you haven't gained much weight yet. Have you been having any food cravings or aversions?"
Hermione nodded. "The smell of meat cooking is absolutely disgusting, but I've just been craving salty and sweet. Nothing in specifics yet really."
Sasha scribbled that down in her notebook. "What about heartburn or indigestion?"
"Heartburn definitely," she answered.
"All right, we can give you a potion for that," Sasha replied matter-of-factly.
Hermione moved to sit up on the table, lifting her shirt up. Her waist was getting a bit wider and the small bulge was there. However, it really was barely noticeable.
"And be sure she eats lots of calcium rich foods. The baby needs it, as well as her," Sasha explained to Percy, who nodded and mentally stored the information.
Percy knew with Hermione moving in he'd have to start buying more food. He didn't really eat much, but now there would be two of them… or technically three.
"Ready to see the baby? I reckon we'll be able to determine the gender."
He looked at Hermione excitedly.
Hermione nodded eagerly. She knew if they were at the Muggle doctor, they wouldn't be able to find out the gender for another month. Magic really was wonderful, she thought to herself.
Sasha waved her wand, a blue light surrounding Hermione's stomach. She then pointed her wand at the wall, projecting the image.
"There she is," Sasha said happily.
Percy's eyes drank the sight in. That was his baby… their baby. He could see the tiny toes and fingers, wiggling every so often. The head was curled in towards the chest, as if it was trying to cuddle itself. A smile crept onto his face.
"Wait, you said she?" Percy asked, wondering if he had heard the healer correctly.
"Yes! The two of you are having a baby girl."
Percy beamed. A girl, a little baby girl. Looking up at the image, he felt his heart swell with happiness. Turning, he looked at Hermione.
She had tears pouring down her face and immediately Percy was worried. "What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing," she mumbled, reaching up to wipe the tears away.
"I'll just give you a moment," Sasha said softly, backing out of the room.
Percy leaned forward, grasping Hermione's hand tightly. "What is it, love?"
"It's silly," she muttered, giving him a weak smile.
"Nothing is silly," he corrected her. "You can tell me, Hermione."
She seemed to debate for a moment before nodding. "It's just, that's our daughter right there, Percy. Our daughter. We're having a baby, and this just makes it so much more-"
"Real," Percy finished for her. He nodded, smiling. "I feel the same way. It's like, I knew you were pregnant, but seeing her… it's two different things."
"Mhmmm," she hummed, looking at the image. "A baby girl."
"I bet she'll be beautiful, just like her Mum," Percy said, tucking some curls behind her ear.
"And I bet she'll have her father's horrid hair," Hermione replied, a teasing hint to her voice.
"Hey!" Percy protested, his hands moving up to his hair almost immediately. "There's nothing wrong with red hair."
She laughed. "Never said there was… just sometimes, well… everyone will know she's a Weasley."
Percy's eyes widened. "She will be?"
Hermione gave him a quizzical look.
"In name, you mean? She'll have my last name?"
"Of course!" Hermione replied, shocked that he thought otherwise. "I know we aren't married Percy, but she's your daughter. Of course she'd take your name."
"I love you," he said rather quickly, before kissing her.
Hermione smiled at him, still unable to say it back. She cared for Percy immensely and would do anything for him… but she just wasn't sure. And she wanted to be a hundred percent certain before she said those three words.
And Percy understood. So he just smiled at her, before giving her hand a reassuring squeeze.
Sasha came in moments later to finish up their appointment. After receiving some advice and pamphlets, the two of them returned to the Granger residence. They had some good news to share.
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