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Harry Potter and the Unborn Happiness	By : Christina_Potter_09 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 12839 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter Eight

There’s something more

Hermione stood before the bathroom’s mirror, making her sleeves nervously as she tried to calm her racing heart down, in a few minutes she and Harry were to go to her parents’ for dinner and she had spent the entire day on how her parents would react upon the news of her pregnancy. Hermione’s hand moved on her stomach and she took a deep breath.

Everything is going to be fine, little one, mummy and daddy are here. She thought with a small smile on her face, her parents were a huge part of her life even if she was away from them for a very long time, they always supported and respected her choices no matter the cost for them and their own lives, now she had pulled them in the position of trying to accept yet another fact in her life, she just hoped they could cope with it. Hermione closed her eyes as she felt two arms wrapping around her waist and two warm lips kissing the base of her neck.

‘You look beautiful,’ Harry whispered in her ear and she smiled and wrapped her arms around his own. She opened her eyes and looked at her and Harry’s reflection through the mirror, they looked beautiful and she was glad they were beautiful, inside out. ‘And nervous…’ Harry added after a few moments and Hermione’s smile faded as she turned around in his arms.

‘I am,’ she said quietly and Harry smiled sympathetically as he placed a lock behind her ear and Hermione leaned in his touch. He had made a lot of decisions the past night, after their fighting, making up, having a nice dinner and making love, the couple had woke up and left for yet another tiring day in their respective jobs, Harry however, had taken a break from the ministry so he could go and buy something that would help the Grangers to accept the couple even easier, especially with the baby on the way already.

He would make things official with Hermione sooner or later; it would only help if they could show their intensions to Hermione’s parents as well. The baby needed two parents and they were both more than willing to stand by each other’s side for their love and the baby itself so Harry’s plan was perfect, it didn’t matter if it would happen tonight or in a few months or years, he and Hermione were going to be together forever anyway.

‘Don’t worry, Mione, everything is going to be fine.’ Harry said as he hugged Hermione closer and kissed the top of her head as she hugged him tightly back, he was going to make sure their relationship would be accepted by her parents in the best way possible.

When the couple was ready, they left for Hermione’s old house in Harry’s car, they couldn’t apparate or floo so the car seemed the only option as either of them wanted Hermione on a broom under some spell. The atmosphere in the car was nervous but with Harry never leaving Hermione’s hand who was on his thigh and many times he took their intertwined hands and kissed her knuckles. Hermione’s mind was on her parents’ first reactions, she had informed her mother about being just her and Harry that would be there but she hadn’t said a thing about why or how, Helena and Alexander Granger only knew that “things had changed” and that “it was for the best”.

Harry parked out of Hermione’s parents’ house and the couple remained unmoving in the front seats for a few moments, hands joined, hearts beating as rapidly, gazes locked, they nodded to each other and got out of the car, they moved side by side across the treated front garden and stood before the door, they took deep breaths and Hermione knocked on the door, after a few moments a shadow was visible behind the door’s glass and the door opened to reveal a smiling Helena Granger beaming at her daughter and Harry.

‘Minnie, Harry! So good to see you,’ Mrs. Granger said as Hermione stepped in her mother’s opened arms for a hug, Hermione clung on her mother’s hug for a moment longer, hoping this won’t be the last one, when the two Grangers broke apart Mrs. Granger hugged Harry in an also motherly hug and let the couple move inside. ‘It’s a shame Ron couldn’t come,’ Mrs. Granger said and Hermione could hear the fakeness of her mother’s words, Helena Granger never liked the redhead boy who always made her daughter furious and on the verge of tears and never respected many of her choices and aspects of personality.

Mrs. Granger also didn’t like her daughter’s choice of being with Ron and she was almost relieved when she had learnt that Hermione had declined his proposal, the couple had visited her and her husband a few times and even if Ron tried to behave it was impossible for the two young people not to fight even before Hermione’s parents, however, Helena Granger was more than satisfied with Harry who was always by Hermione’s side and was the person by her child’s side when Hermione had moved across the planet as to bring back her and her husband, he was the one who took the blame of Hermione’s actions when she and her husband had been mad at their daughter for doing such thing without even giving them the chance to remember her and it was Harry who had explained even better in just how much danger they would be if Hermione had allowed them to remember her. Hermione tried to smile as forcefully to show it was a shame indeed for Ron not to be there…

‘Come on in, your dad is in the living room,’ Mrs. Granger said and the couple nodded as they moved inside the living room, the room was a warm place with colors of brown, crème and white with beautiful furniture, a nice fireplace and a wall full of pictures of Hermione’s through the years and the family’s from various trips they had when Hermione was younger. Mr. Granger stood up from his usual armchair and beamed at his daughter who moved quickly in his opened arms.

‘My beautiful pumpkin,’ Mr. Granger said happily as he hugged his child tightly, ‘who has gained some weight, finally,’ he added and both Harry and Hermione felt their stomachs dropping, Hermione had wore a comfortable enough blouse as to hide the little lump that had formed on her front but of course her overprotective father would notice.

‘Live the poor child be, Alex!’ Helena Granger shouted from the kitchen and the three people in the living room chuckled, Mr. Granger let go of his daughter and moved closer to Harry for a manly hug.

‘Harry, my boy, so good to see you,’ he said smiling as they two men smiled at each other and Mr. Granger patted Harry’s shoulder. Like his wife, Hermione knew, her father liked more Harry than Ron, for the same if not even more reasons like his wife, Mr. Granger found Harry a boy who showed so much respect and care for his daughter in spite of Ron Weasley who made her cry more time than he made her smile. When he had seen his daughter and Harry in Australia –when he was able to remember, that is- he had thought the two of them were together and even if he had felt a pang of fatherly madness, he was glad Hermione had made the right choice. He was disappointed when he had learnt that Hermione was with Ron and like his wife, he was relieved when he learnt Hermione had declined the proposal of the redhead young man, he liked Ron enough, and he knew and respected his family but he couldn’t imagine Ron as his son-in-law with Hermione fighting with him and moving with them every once in awhile when he would have brought her on the edge again or when she would have cause the problem in her desperate try to have Ron act as the man she deserved to have.

Helena Granger entered the living room with a tray that placed on the coffee table and served everyone with cups of tea, she also placed a small plate with muffins and smiled as her daughter took one immediately and started chewing on it.

‘Finally my daughter eats my muffins,’ Helena commented and smiled even wider as Hermione smiled back nervously. Harry and Hermione sat on the sofa and Helena sat with them as Alexander sat back on his armchair. The four chit chatted for awhile, catching up on their lives.

‘So, why Ron didn’t come over?’ Alexander Granger asked after awhile and Harry and Hermione looked at each other nervously. ‘Did you have a fight again?’ Alexander added and Hermione gulped and sighed, Helena Granger noticed something was obviously wrong and she decided to rescue the two young people.

‘We can discus everything while we eat, I’m going to check on our meal,’ Helena said and stood up, she turned at her husband. ‘Sweetheart, could you please go and bring a nice bottle of wine from our office? Our daughter and her friend came to see us and this is a special occasion.’ She added and her husband and smiled and clapped his hands.

‘Of course,’ he said as he excused himself and left the room, Harry and Hermione looked at each other nervously, it was time.

After a few minutes, Helena called them in the dining room and everyone moved there, the table was already set and Hermione’s mother was placing the plate with the roast veal on the table between the plates of the potatoes and the salads. Alexander smiled as he inhaled the nice smell of the food and sat at the head of the table as his wife sat at his right, Hermione sat at his left and Harry sat next to her. With a flick of his wand, Harry cooled the wine in the perfect temperature, Alexander beamed at the young man.

‘I love magic,’ he only said and smiled as his wife served him, Hermione and Harry before she could put some food on her own plate. Alexander poured wine in everyone’s glasses and he, Helena and Harry took the glasses in spite of Hermione who preferred the glass of water.

‘Not wine for you, pumpkin?’ Alexander asked and Hermione shook her head as she felt her free hand being squeezed by Harry’s under the table.

‘Uhm maybe later,’ Hermione said and smiled as normally as possible. Alexander shrugged and rose his glass.

‘To Hermione and Harry, the most talented Healer and Aror of their generation,’ Alexander toasted and everyone smiled and sipped from their glasses.

‘It’s Auror, sweetheart,’ Helena corrected him and Alexander smiled. Hermione seemed surprised at her mother’s correction but Hermione had been fussing over what an amazing Auror Harry would do for years so after a little more consideration she guessed her mother would have learnt the terminology by now.

‘That one anyway,’ Alexander said and smiled, causing the rest to chuckle. Harry sipped a little more from the wine and spoke.

‘This is a great wine, sir,’ Harry said the truth and the Grangers smiled.

‘Thank you, Harry, and please call me, Alexander, I was very young when my love rolled me up by getting pregnant with our Minnie here,’ Alexander said and earned a playful slap on his shoulder by his wife and a chuckle from their daughter. Harry smiled, he loved seeing Hermione with her parents, they were both good natured people and loved to tease each other, Hermione had grew up in a happy home, he realized with joy, their baby needed at least one parent with good examples to follow, the thought flood in his mind and caused a pang of fear in his heart, Hermione in instinct squeezed his hand this time, snapping him out of his stupor by her gesture and worried face.

‘Ok then, Alexander,’ Harry said after a few moments and Hermione’s father smiled and nodded his head.

‘That’s better, Harry,’ Alexander said as he took another bite from his meal. Helena smiled as Harry ate his own meal with satisfaction.

‘I hope you like the roast veal, Harry dear,’ Helena said after a moment and Harry smiled and nodded his head.

‘I love it, Mrs. Granger, if it’s not a secret, I’d love to have the recipe,’ Harry said and Helena looked at him surprised.

‘It’s Helena, dear,’ Hermione’s mother said first, ‘You cook?’ she asked surprised and Harry smiled and nodded his head, he didn’t want to tell her how he got to learn to cook since he was a young boy and was forced to learn to cook as to serve his aunt and uncle but he smiled.

‘Yeah, I do, I like cooking,’ Harry spoke the truth and smiled at Helena’s approving smile and nod.

‘And he’s quiet good at it,’ Hermione said as she smiled up at Harry, missing her mother’s understanding smile of her own. ‘If it wasn’t for Harry, we would have starved at home,’ she said and immediately regretted it as she froze on her spot, despite her nervousness she had felt so cozy back in her old home with her parents and the visit was so good so far that she didn’t actually considered her words as she looked at Harry and lost herself in the security of his eyes, darn it, of course she would be the one that would blow the whole thing.

‘At home? You’re living together?’ Alexander asked confused as he didn’t miss his daughter’s comment. Hermione closed her eyes for a moment, silently apologizing to Harry for her stupidity, she felt his hand squeezing hers and she opened her eyes, sighed and looked at her father as she turned her head. She cleared her throat and spoke.

‘Well yeah, we do, for the past month, or so,’ Hermione said and her father’s frown of confusion deepened.

‘Why? You have your own flat, I thought you were in with Ron, is Ron still in your flat?’ Alexander asked in a rush, Helena glanced at Hermione and then took Alexander’s hand in hers.

‘Sweetheart, let the children to elaborate…’ Helena said and looked at both Harry and Hermione with a look that demanded answers. Hermione sighed and nodded her head at her mother’s silent call.

‘Well, this is the reason I asked for this meeting, you see,’ Hermione started and looked at Harry who brought their hands on the table with a motion. ‘Harry and I are together,’ Hermione said and her father seemed even more confused.

‘And what about the Weasleys? Ron and Genny?’ Alexander asked and this time Harry spoke.

‘I broke up with Ginny and Mione broke up with Ron, about a month ago,’ Harry said as softly as he could and Hermione’s parents nodded their heads and tried to smile.

‘Well, are you two happy?’ Helena asked as she observed her daughter’s joint hand with Harry’s.

‘Yes,’ the young couple answered truly in unison. Alexander sighed and nodded his head.

‘I won’t say that this is isn’t kind of rushed but you have known each other for years so I guess it’s not just a fling that caused you to broke up from the two Weasley kids, right?’ Alexander asked and Hermione nodded her head and took her father’s hand with her free one.

‘It’s far from a fling, dad, I swear,’ Hermione said honestly and Alexander smiled and squeezed his daughter’s hand.

‘Well, we’re happy for you, guys, we dare to say, it was about time for you two to be together,’ Alexander said as he looked at his wife who nodded her head and smiled like he did back at the young couple. Hermione felt a lump in her throat as her parents had accepted yet another change in her life with support and love and she was far from finished blowing announcements on their faces. She looked at Harry and he nodded his head with a small smile of reassurance, squeezing her hand gently. Hermione nodded her head as well and looked back at her parents.

‘Well there’s something more,’ Hermione said quietly and her parents’ smiles faded as they looked between her and Harry. ‘I’m three months and a couple of days, pregnant,’ Hermione said almost in a whisper and gasped as her father jerked his hand away from hers.

‘What?!’ her father asked in disbelief, Hermione looked at her mother and saw sadness and disappointment in her eyes, she preferred to see fury and anger like she saw in her father’s eyes, she hated to disappoint her mother in any way. ‘You’re pregnant! With Ron’s child and you’re with Harry! Hermione, where is the child I raised with morals and believes?!’ Alexander asked exasperated as he looked between the unspeaking Harry and Hermione. Helena Granger gasped after a few moments as she looked between the two as well.

‘It’s not Ron’s, isn’t it?’ she asked in a whisper and her husband looked at Helena in even greater disbelief. Alexander looked back at the young couple as he shot from his chair.

‘Hermione Jane, you cheated on Ron with the young man here, gotten pregnant with his child and broke up with the other man as to be with this one! For the love of God, what happened to the child I knew and loved?’ Alexander asked in a shout. Helena took his hand and tugged it for him to sit back down, when he flopped on his chair, Alexander hid his face in his hands as Helena kept caressing his forearm, she was looking at the young couple with disappointed mixed with sadness and sympathy.

‘It’s still here, daddy, your child is still here.’ Hermione whispered and felt Harry’s hand leaving hers and caressing her back as she was ready to burst in tears, she knew her father would take it badly, of course he would. He and her mother had been through so much because of her and her choices, this was the icing on the cake after years of understanding and support in all the craziness of her life. ‘Daddy, we have plans…’ Hermione started, trying to make her father feel better even if she hadn’t something to show him as a plan. Alexander put his hands down and looked at his daughter with anger this time.

‘Really? You have plans, young lady?’ Alexander asked accusingly, ‘I had plans too, Hermione, you know what kind of plans?’ he asked and went on without waiting for her to ask. ‘I had plans of creating a decent family, an average, happy family with two or three children that would become the best in whatever they chose to do. When I met your mother, in med school, we decided to be together, but things weren’t easy, we had two miscarriages before we could have you, your mother almost died in labor and when you were born, we knew we couldn’t risk her life more and decided to keep up only with one child, you, our only, beloved daughter. We raised you with all our love and supported you when those men from the ministry came home on your eleventh birthday, telling us you were different and at the same time explaining why you did strange things like disappearing or moving things without touching them. We knew you would be different and bright the moment we saw you in your baby blankets, we just didn’t know how much.

‘When you left for Hogwarts, we knew you belonged in a different world from our own but we accepted that. When you were coming home, fussing over magic and its benefits, we supported and encouraged you no matter how alien the whole thing was to us. When you started risking your life for the man on your right, never thinking of us and of how we would be if something happened to you because you were thinking only of him, we supported and understood you as well even if we found outraging the fact that our young child was helping a boy to survive situations that grown-ups wouldn’t and eventually couldn’t survive.’ Alexander said in a broken voice as the anger in his eyes had melted and now only sadness and disappointed were revealed in his brown orbs, making Hermione’s heart shatter.

‘When you came back home, injured and in pain, after your fifth year, I felt like hating the famous Harry Potter, for being the centre of your world, causing you to feel so overprotective of him to the point of almost dying for him. But when I saw you again, in Australia, when you had broke the spells, I knew you had done something inappropriate, but I also knew that you had made it and ended the war by Harry’s side who was also safe and sound by your side. So my plans, Hermione, were to have an extraordinary child, but your current choices prove that my plans were flawed, your actions prove my tries to raise you and to love you were all flawed!’ Alexander said and hid his eyes with the hand he had jerked away from Hermione’s, Helena was also in tears as she tried to comfort her husband with her touch and whispered words.

Harry was listening to Alexander with intensity, realizing just how much he had troubled Hermione’s family just by being Hermione’s friend, he realized with guilt that he was the main cause of the family’s banes. He decided to take the situation in his hands; it was time for him and the Grangers to be happy after so many years.

‘Alexander,’ Harry started softly and took Hermione’s hand again, ‘We have plans too,’ Harry said and this time the three Grangers looked at him, surprise was mixed with curiosity in their brown eyes. Harry glanced at Hermione before elaborating.

‘We have plans of proving your own plans and love and support that wasn’t flawed. We have plans of giving to our child all the love and support we have, love and support Hermione had from you, love and support that I didn’t have the chance to have from my own parents.’ Harry started as the three Grangers were focused on him; Hermione wiped her tears and looked at him even more carefully. ‘We have plans of getting married and moving in my parents’ house, when it will be restored, away from the madness that has already broke loose in the Wizarding community, in a place you will be able to visit us and your grandchild, if you still want to of course. We have plans of becoming a happy family like you are, and I totally believe those words: I would die a happy man if I could live one hour with my parents loving me as much as you have loved Hermione for all those years.’ Harry said and reached his pocket with his free hand. He took out the small box he had bought that morning in his break from the ministry, stood up and knelled down, next to the dumbstruck, Hermione, he opened the box to reveal a beautiful platinum ring with a sparkling emerald on it.

‘Mione, I’m not going down on one knee, I’m going on both as to ask this question, will you marry me?’ Harry asked, looking inside Hermione’s eyes as Helena gasped and covered her mouth with her free hand; Alexander was looking at the young couple almost like hypnotized after Harry’s small speech. Hermione was lost in her own and Harry’s world as he looked up at her expectantly. They had said nothing of engaging or getting married or even moving in another house and all this was a huge shock for her but after a few moments, she realized that all this would happen sooner or later, they were going to have a baby and they were in love so it was only normal for them to get married and be together in a new house that would protect them from all this madness, she couldn’t imagine a better place than that small village that she had visited for the first time that snowy, Christmas night, a few years back.

‘Of course I will,’ Hermione whispered as new tears left her eyes, Harry smiled and took the ring out of the small box and slipped it on her elegant finger. Harry and Hermione looked at the jewel on Hermione’s hand for a moment and then hugged each other tightly, closing their eyes and shutting everyone and everything else out of their small bubble of happiness for the moment. They broke apart after that moment and turned back on earth and their troubles. The young couple looked at Hermione’s silent parents, waiting either their acceptance or their banishment from the older couple’s house and lives. Alexander stood up slowly and left the room but before Helena could stand up and follow her husband, Hermione was rising, looking at Harry this time reassuringly and following her father, Harry was left behind with Helena who smiled at him sympathetically.

‘You created quite a mess, didn’t you?’ Helena half asked-half, half-confirmed and Harry sighed and nodded his head, one of his hands moved close to his head and rubbed his temples with his fingers, trying to prevent a headache, he wished he could be with Hermione right now but he knew he was the last person Alexander Granger wanted to have in his view.

‘I guess we did, but I swear to you, Helena, we didn’t do it as to hurt the people around us, it just… happened and then we lost any control of the situation.’ Harry said and Helena nodded her head. ‘One moment we made a mistake, if you can call a mistake the most happy time of our lives when we let our emotions to overtake us and the next thing we knew was Hermione being pregnant and us needing after years to finally get over every problem and burrier and be together, we want our child, it was the motivation for us to accept that we wouldn’t survive away from each other for much longer.’ Harry went on and closed his mouth embarrassed at his confession, even right now, he felt safe close to Hermione’s mother and he didn’t realize how much he expressed himself. He felt Helena’s touch on his hand and realized from whom Hermione had inherited the gesture. He looked up at the woman who was responsible for Hermione’s existence smiling at him.

‘I can see you love my daughter, young man, and I want you to know that even if my husband is going to be against this marriage, I will be right there for you,’ she said seriously, ‘and right there by my granddaughter’s side.’ Helena said as she smiled brightly at the mention of the unborn child.

‘We don’t know if it’s a girl or a boy yet,’ Harry stated and Helena smiled and patted his hand.

‘Well I’m trying to be supportive here but you need to help me…’ Helena said jokingly and Harry chuckled, relieved in spite of the situation. One down, one to go.

In the meanwhile, Hermione had followed her father in the house’s study. Hermione closed the door behind her and stood there unmoving as her father had moved forward and now was holding one of the frames placed on the desk in the center of the room before a big bookcase.

‘I’m very disappointed in you, Hermione,’ Alexander said and turned around and looked at his now grown daughter with a frame in his hand, inside, there was a picture of Hermione as a six year old, dressed up as pumpkin in a Halloween celebration, almost two decades ago. Hermione fought back the tears that pooled in her eyes at the sound of her father’s words, words that she hoped and actually believed that she would never hear her father saying.

‘I know,’ she only said and bowed her head as her father moved around the desk and sat behind it on the chair, he looked at her from across the room without speaking for a few moments. Hermione hoped the nicely carpeted floor could have a hole for her to crawl inside, she already felt bad for leaving Harry back in the dining room with her mother but she needed to be the one here with her father.

‘Is it a boy or a girl?’ Alexander asked suddenly and Hermione shot her head up and looked at her father, her hands moved automatically on her stomach, hiding her unborn baby by her father’s disappointed glare.

‘It’s too young to respond to the spell that will show,’ Hermione said quietly and her father nodded his head to himself mostly.

‘And it’s Harry’s for sure?’ Alexander asked and Hermione felt even more tears pooling in her eyes at her father’s question, a fair question she knew, of course he would doubt things, Hermione had let him and her mother thinking that she was as good as possible with Ron in their relationship so it was a shock for her father to know that she had cheated on her ex-by-now-boyfriend with their best friend.

‘I’m positive,’ Hermione replied firmly this time and elaborated before her father had the chance to ask more hard for him to speak and hard for her to answer, questions. ‘Ron and I had been on the rocks weeks before… things happened between me and Harry, Ron and I were on the verge of breaking up for months before that actually, he proposed in a last attempt for us to stay together no matter how much we had tired each other but-‘

‘-but you were already cheating on him with Harry so it wouldn’t be functional.’ Her father spat, interrupting her, Hermione looked up at her father, she felt like she didn’t know him and she knew he felt the same for her.

‘I have been in love with Harry for years, but things changed when the war was over and I could see that he wanted to be with Ginny back then. So I paired with Ron as I knew he wanted me and I was also feeling care for him, but soon after the first months, things were changing for all of us and soon both Harry and I were trapped in relationships that were meant to end. He loves me too, dad, he has been in love with me for years as well and even if we tried to hide it, it was impossible for us to keep up like this, pretending to everyone and ourselves… That’s why I declined Ron’s proposal, that’s when Harry and I lost control, that’s how I got pregnant, that’s how I finally found some happiness after so many years of my participation in a war.’ Hermione said without looking at her father but instead a picture of him, herself and her mother on the desk. Hermione moved closer to her father and kneeled in front of him as he turned around on the chair as to face his kneeling child.

‘I know I have done mistakes, dad, I know I have disappointed you and mom very much. But you are wise people and I know you always hoped I would end up with Harry instead of Ron. I know things are happening very fast and that I’m very young to be expecting but I do and I love this child like I love him, with my heart and soul and he does too and I need you and mom to be by my side, one more time, not only for me and him, but for my baby also.’ Hermione said as she remained kneeled in front of her father, Alexander looked at his child’s eyes for a few moments, she knew he couldn’t deny her words, he and her mother had indeed hoped for Harry to be the one for Hermione, she could see her father silently struggling to trust her again, she knew she had made many mistakes but she didn’t referred to her decision of being with Harry as a mistake, for her, the biggest mistake she did was to be with Ron in the first place. Hermione’s father glanced at her stomach for a moment and then opened his arms and hugged his daughter who even surprised hugged her father tightly back.

‘I love you, Hermione, and even if you have done things I never expected you to do, I will be by your, Harry’s and my grandchild’s side.’ Alexander said and Hermione couldn’t stop but burst in tears of relief this time. She clung on to her father as they hugged each other tightly. She felt a huge weight getting off her chest as her father accepted her relationship with Harry and the baby that she was expecting. When they broke their hug, Alexander framed Hermione’s face with his hands and looked deep in her eyes, eyes she had inherited by him.

‘I can’t believe I’m going to be a grandpa,’ he said in disbelief with a smile, Hermione smiled and nodded her head in understanding.

‘I can’t believe I’m going to be a mom,’ Hermione said and sighed at the thought of the enormous responsibility. Alexander smiled and kissed Hermione’s forehead again.

‘You’re going to be a great mom, Minnie, you had been caring and loving and protecting Harry for so long already. My granddaughter is going to be a lucky child to have parents and grandparents that love her so much.’ Alexander said and Hermione couldn’t stop the chuckle that came in her lips at the truth of her father’s words.

‘I told you we don’t know the baby’s sex yet,’ Hermione reminded him but her father smiled and kissed her forehead again.

‘As I said, my granddaughter is going to be a lucky child.’ He said again and hugged his relieved daughter once again.
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