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Hollywood Tonight	By : LerDan Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 3939 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 18:

"I have your results right over here," said Doctor Cole as she sat heavily on her chair and shuffled with the papers in front of her. "Granger...Granger…ah, you are right over here," said Cole and pulled out Hermione's papers. "We knew what you were going to have, but we had never told you what you were going to have, because you didn't want to know, right?"

Hermione sat in front of the desk, opposite Doctor Cole, and looked at her with excitement. Today she was going to find out what her child's genre was. Sirius was with her, he wanted to be with Hermione and she did nothing to protest, after all Sirius was a great support for her. Hermione took his hand in hers and felt him squeeze her hand reassuringly.

"Aha… It's a boy," Doctor Cole said and smiled broadly at Hermione, who in her turn smiled back. "And he is…" she blinked in shock, "He is so healthy. I've never seen any heart rate like this. It's wow…it's amazing!" Cole smiled again now in relief and looked at Hermione, "You are looking after yourself quiet well, Hermione. Congratulations."

"Thank you," Hermione replied. She was so happy! It was going to be a boy, and he was healthy. Hermione wanted nothing more than to have his lovely little boy in her arms right now. Her eyes welled up with tears; tears of happiness. She touched her belly lovingly and smiled once again when she felt him move slightly. "I can't tell you how happy I am," she whispered, her voice catching slightly.

"Just enjoy your last weeks as much as you can, and in no time you're going to hug him close to you," whispered back Cole.

Hermione looked at Cole and nodded, smiling softly at her. She stood up and Sirius did the same, helping her to get steadier on her feet. Hermione smiled at him in thanks, and then turned and said goodbye to her doctor and walked out of the office, Sirius following her of course.

"It's a boy Sirius," squeaked Hermione and hugged Sirius close to her.

Sirius squeezed her gently back, as much as he could with Hermione's huge belly, and took a step back admiring her glowing face. "I'm happy for you Hermione," he kissed her cheek, and then added as if an afterthought, "And he is going to be the happiest baby in the world. Who wouldn't? You are going to be a perfect mummy for her, Hermione." Hermione smiled gratefully at him and then she started to cry, naturally. Sirius only shook his head and slung a hand on her shoulder, rubbing her elbow softly they walked out of the hospital to a lovely spring day.

The trees were starting to get their shapes back; it was a very lovely day, and all Hermione wanted to do was to walk down the streets and enjoy the fresh air. Looping an arm with Sirius they started to walk down the streets in a comfortable silence. Hermione was excited; it was a boy. She was so happy that she couldn't fight back the giggles or grins that graced her face every two minutes that she thought about it. He was going to be healthy, happy and the most beautiful boy anyone had ever seen. And she was going to buy him the perfect gifts, he was going to have the perfect bed, and he was going to be loved from his parent. With a jolt she realized just how much his father was going to miss because he had left her…but she couldn't blame him for leaving her, he had his own reasons. He loved another woman, and he didn't know about his son. And he would never know about it, as long as Hermione was concerned.

"Hermione?" Sirius' voice interrupted her happy thoughts.

"mm?"

"Why don't you come back to our world again?" his voice was conversational.

Hermione almost tripped over her own footing. This question completely threw her off guard. "Excuse me?"

"Woah, careful there!" said Sirius and steadied her. "Are you ok?" asked Sirius concerned.

"Yeah, I am," Hermione shook her head and looked at Sirius, "I can't go back to your world, Sirius."

"Our world," Sirius corrected her softly, "And why the hell not?"

"Because I just can't, there will be so many things that I haven't seen for years now, and I'm not an eleven- year- old girl who saw magic the first time in her life and…I just…no, Sirius…I just can't…" Hermione turned around and started walking the opposite way they were actually walking.

"Hermione! Wait!" Sirius called after her, but she didn't stop. She couldn't stop walking, and she wished that Sirius would leave her fucking alone! But, of course, he followed her and gently took her hand in his. "Please Hermione, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you-"

"You didn't," quickly said Hermione, not looking at Sirius.

"I did. I'm sorry, really," said Sirius sincerely, and the next second he crushed Hermione to his chest and hugged her close.

"Sirius, it's fine really. You didn't upset me, honest," whispered Hermione, her voice getting thicker with each passing second. Damn the hormones. Sirius looked at Hermione sympathetically. Hermione didn't want anyone to look at her like that, so she averted her gaze from Sirius and looked at the walking old couple, which held so much love in their simple hand holding, that Hermione wanted nothing more than to have the same life as they. She cleared her throat and said. "I want to be alone now, Sirius, thanks for keeping me a company."

"Where are you going?" asked Sirius when she started to walk away from him again.

Hermione turned around and started to walk backward, still facing him she just shrugged and turned around and walked again. Where was she going? She really hasn't a slightest idea where, but as long as she was away from the tormenting memories she didn't care.

She walked down the streets and saw a very lovely looking bookstore. She immediately walked inside and started to read the latest books' titles. She loved reading, but the last time she had read anything was…she couldn't remember when it was, and with a jolt she realized that she was craving for some sort of knowledge of the literature. She started to pick random books, not seeing what she was taking, because she didn't care. All she wanted to do was read, and maybe it would help her to relax and for some time she could just…shut the whole real world out and enjoy the fictional world.

By the time she had finished picking out the books, she realized that she was heavily loaded and with wobbly legs she carried them to the counter. The teenage cashier jumped from his seat and moved forward, helping Hermione to place them on the counter. Hermione smiled at the sweet guy in thanks, and asked him politely whether she could use their bathroom. The boy showed her where it was and Hermione hurried to it. When she relieved herself, she took a time to washing her hands and looking at her face in the mirror. She seemed a bit unrecognizable. Her nose was a bit huge and her lips were all round and full, her eyes looked tired, her hair wasn't tamed as much as she liked it to look normal, as it could've been anything but normal, but overall, she looked really tired. If she looked at her more carefully she could see the black bags under her eyes from not sleeping well at nights. She bit her lips in worry and thought, what if she was endangering her baby's life by not sleeping? But then she remembered what her doctor told her, she immediately felt relieved.

Hermione walked out of the bathroom and wobbled her way towards the cash counter and took her books, which she chose to read, though she still didn't know what she'd chosen. She was about to open the door to let herself out when she bumped into someone she didn't thought she'd see. There he was, once again, looking as gorgeous as the sunny spring day outside. He was wearing a white shirt, with its sleeves rolled up to the elbow, under it a light blue shirt, he was wearing faded blue jeans, with worn out sneakers.

Remus Lupin couldn't be more beautiful than he was at that moment.

The baby kicked again, and with a gasp Hermione grabbed her belly, throwing the books down. It hurt so much that Hermione screwed her eyes shut and bit her lip to prevent from making a noise. The kick was vicious, not the kick that one got when she was about to go to the labor. She rubbed her belly to sooth her child, while cooing under her breath. Her legs shaking, she walked back into the bookstore and sat the vacant seat. Remus followed her and when she sat he kneeled in front of her, and shouted for the cashier to bring a glass of water. The teen guy, with trembling hands passed the water to Hermione who greatly drunk it, thanking him after that. Hermione closed her eyes, and Remus asked her with a small, hesitant voice.

"Are you ok, Hermione?" the baby moved inside of her again, but thankfully he didn't kick.

"Yes, yes I'm fine…" whispered Hermione, "He's just…he doesn't know when the playing time is, so he starts kicking and I…" Hermione blushed and looked at her hands on her belly. Remus was smiling slightly in amusement. She was adorable.

Before he could stop him, he asked, "Can I…?" and hesitantly brought his hands up indicating that he wanted to touch her belly.

At first Hermione panicked, she didn't want him to touch her, but then…he was the father, even if Hermione didn't want to feel his hands on her (which was a lie), she couldn't forbade him to touch her belly, feeling his son growing inside of her. So she could do the only thing which was right at the moment, she took his hands in hers, inhaling sharply as she felt an electricity run through her body and fingertips, she placed them lightly on her belly.

The baby started to squirm and kicked softly, Hermione sighed in relief. It didn't hurt, it was…enjoyable. A soft "oh" left Remus' lips as he felt him move. Then Hermione held her breath when he leaned in and placed his ear on her belly, listening closely. She was frozen, and she wanted nothing more than to wound her fingers inside of Remus' sandy hair. But she clenched her hands into fists and only watched him, as he rubbed a hand on her belly and murmuring some things that Hermione couldn't hear, but she knew that it was something nice. Then he frowned, and pulled back abruptly. He looked at her belly for a moment then lifted his gaze up at her; their eyes locked and with a sharp inhale of a breath she realized that...

He knows…

They sat there gazing at each other, Hermione's breathing ragged, like she had run a mile. He knows. He knows that the baby inside of hers was actually his…not someone else's as she had planned to tell everyone. But she had to lie to him, in order to protect not only her son, but Remus' relationship with Tonks.

Before anyone could say another word the cashier returned to them, and handed back Hermione's books to her. She quickly took them, thanked him and scrambled up to her feet. She didn't even look back as Remus shouted her name after her, because all she wanted to do was to get away from him, from the mistake that she made ten minutes ago. She was supposed to not let him touch her at all, she was supposed to not let him listen to the baby moving inside of her, but she did and now he knew…and there was no going back.

Later that evening when she was at home, having just taken a shower, wearing her lovely pyjamas to the bed, her cat purring softly at her side, she took the plastic bag which held the books she had purchased and with a surprise she realized that she had taken not a fictional books that she so wanted to read. They were all children's stories, such as; the Beauty and the Beast, Cindrella, the Sleeping Beauty, Snow White and many other small stories. She burst into an uncontrollable giggle of her foolishness, but she was happy with her book 'choices' they were simple, sweet and held a happy endings.

Besides the times she had shared with Remus, Hermione never felt this happy in her whole life.
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