Three months went by fairly quickly for the two teens. For Harry though, it went by sort of slow. Hermione was throwing up a lot and having late night cravings. Since he was a good cook, she had concluded, she would wake him up to cook her random things like chili. But the strange thing was is that she wanted chopped bananas in it. He told her he would do anything for her, so he made whatever she requested. She'd just sit on the counter in the kitchen and watch him make it, occasionally conversing with him every now and then.
Then there was the daily vomiting. Hermione would vomit several times a day and Harry, being a good best friend and a gentleman, would be there holding her hair up. He, however, looked away, as he did not want to see the food he had made for her during the night being regurgitated into the toilet.
She also had her mood swings often. There were times when she just wanted to hit him for just breathing on her. Other times, she began sobbing because she put her slippers on the wrong feet.
It was now August and it was almost time to go back to school for the both of them. Two months before, they got the news about what the sex of the baby was. Both were excited for the results and could not wait to tell everyone.
"It's a girl!" Hermione gushed to her mother, who shrieked and hugged them.
They would have loved a boy just the same, though. They did not care if it was a boy or a girl, just that it was happy. Hermione's stomach was getting bigger and she was now showing. Madame Pomfrey indicated that her due date was January 29th.
Harry and Hermione sat on the couch in the living room of Grimmauld Place, discussing baby plans.
"So, now that we know it's a girl, I think we should talk about names," Hermione suggested. They were sitting with their legs crossed, facing each other.
"Good idea," Harry agreed.
"Okay, let's play a game. We'll go through the alphabet and I'll say a letter and we both have to give a name that we like starting with that letter. A girl name."
Harry nodded smiling, "Sounds like fun."
"Okay, A."
"Um, Arabella," Harry thought and replied.
Hermione thought about this. "Arabella? Hmm...that's cute, Harry."
"It's the name of my neighbor across the street from the Dursleys. She's a Squib and she lives with like twenty-seven cats," Harry said chuckling. "But I thought 'Arabella' was such a cute name."
"It is cute, Harry. Um, for me, Abigail."
Harry nodded. "I like it. B."
"Bianca."
Harry raised his eyebrow and shook his head. "Uh, no." They chuckled. "Bridget."
Hermione shook her head. "Okay, Bs are out. C."
"Coraline."
Hermione didn't shake her head, but she didn't nod either. It was in the middle. "Maybe. Charlotte."
Harry smiled. "Maybe, as like her middle name. D."
"Daisy."
Harry smiled, loving that name. "'Daisy' is pretty. Delia."
"That's cute, as well. E."
"Emma," Harry replied.
"I like it, but how about Emily?" Hermione suggested.
"No, Emma's better. F," Harry said smiling.
"Falon," Hermione replied.
"Falon?" Harry asked incredulously.
"Yeah."
"Falon?! Where in the world did you come up with Falon?!"
"Well, there was this girl in my class named Falon and I kind of liked that name," Hermione explained.
"Uh, no! Fiona."
"Maybe. G."
"Gina," Harry put in.
"No, Geraldine."
"No, Gs are out. H."
"Harmony," Hermione said with a smile.
Harry returned it. "It's like a combination of our names."
"Yeah."
"I like it, but it'll be too weird. Holly," Harry said.
"It's cute. I."
"Isabelle."
"Isabella," Harry countered and they laughed.
"They're both good. J."
"Jane."
"My middle name," Hermione thought out loud. "Maybe. Joanna."
Harry wrinkled his face and shook his head. "No. K."
"Kassie."
"Maybe. Kennedy," Harry suggested.
"Maybe. L."
"Lindsay."
"Cute. Lily."
"I like it, but I think that my mother's name should just be for her, you know? We can put it down as a possibility for a middle name, though." Hermione nodded at this.
"M."
"Mattie, with two T's," Hermione said with a smile.
"What's it short for?" Harry asked.
"Nothing, just 'Mattie'."
"That would be my number two, so far," he said.
"What's your number one?"
"Arabella," he said with a smile, making her smile back. "Okay, Margaret."
"It's cute, we could call her 'Maggie', but let's keep searching. It has to be perfect. N."
"Nora."
"Oh, my God, that's cute! Nova."
"Nova?!"
"Yeah, from the movie Planet of the Apes with Charlton Heston. There was a savage woman named Nova, who fell in love with the main character, played by Charlton Heston," Hermione explained.
"Yeah, that's almost as worse as 'Falon'. Almost, though! O."
"Olivia."
"Nice. Ophelia from William Shakepeare's Hamlet. You know, carry on that Shakespeare trend your family has going on," Harry grinned.
"Harry, my mother's name is 'Charlotte'. It started with me," she corrected with a smile.
"And it could continue with our daughter, with 'Ophelia'."
"Okay, you have just ruined Shakespeare for me with that name. No. P."
"Alright! Geez!" he smiled. He loved messing with her. "Pauline."
"Maybe. It's cute, but I'm not really going for it. Polly."
"Are you giving birth to a talking parrot?" he asked her sarcastically.
"What's wrong with 'Polly'?" she asked trying not to laugh.
"It's just going to sound weird when she asks for a cracker," he responded and they both laughed.
"Q."
"Quinn," he replied.
"Maybe. Quiana."
"No, that sounds weird," he said making Hermione roll her eyes.
"R."
"Ruth," Harry suggested.
"Oh, I'm sorry, am I giving birth to an eighty-nine year old?" Hermione asked sarcastically.
"What?!"
"That was for 'Polly'."
Now Harry rolled his eyes, but they both laughed again, enjoying themselves.
"Um, Rosalie."
"Aw," Harry said with a smile. "That's cute. S."
"Sarah."
"Maybe. Selina."
"Maybe. Selina just reminds me of this girl in my class. She was nice, but she sang these weird, annoying songs a lot," Hermione said with a far off gaze, that looked like she was confused.
"Okay, then, T."
"Tora."
"No. Tori."
"No. Ts are out. U," Hermione said.
"Ursula."
"Uh, no, Harry. It reminds me of the scary villain from The Little Mermaid. Um...Ula?" she came up with unsure of what to say.
"No. I have no idea where you're getting these names from, Hermione!"
She laughed. "I just came up with it. I don't know anyone with a name that starts with 'U'," she explained to him.
"Okay, then, I understand, but I'm still saying 'no' to 'Ula'."
Hermione stuck out her bottom lip, pouting cutely and making him laugh. "Aw, I'm sorry, Mione."
"It's okay. V."
"Victoria."
"Very cute. Veronica."
"No. I don't really like it. W."
"Waverly."
"Whoa, 'Waverly'? Really? No. Willa."
"That's cute," Hermione said with a smile despite the fact that he shot down 'Waverly'.
"This one's hard. X."
"Hm...Xena," Hermione had thought really hard for that one.
"Once again, no. Okay, just to have a name with 'x', I'm going with Xylia."
"No, that's horrible, Harry."
"Didn't expect you to like it either. Obivously Xs are out," he responded perfectly okay with her veto to the name. "Y."
"Yvonne."
"No," once again vetoing her name. "Yetty."
"Um, I am not giving birth the Abominable Snowman either," Hermione replied. Once again, they laughed hard.
"Alright, last one, Z."
"Zoey."
"I like that one, Mione. Zabrina."
"No, that sounds weird," Hermione said wrinkling her nose at the name.
"So does Xena," he countered back. They shared another laugh and then Harry said, "So, I guess we're done. What names do you like out of there that we didn't say 'no' to?"
Hermione thought back over the names. "I would really like them to have one of our mothers' names as their middle name. Now that I really think about it, 'Arabella' is sounding really good."
Harry smiled. "Really?"
"Yeah," she looked away from him and looked around with a far-off gaze. She tried the name out a few times. "Hmm...Arabella Granger-Potter. I like it. Baby Arabella. Harry, Hermione, and Arabella. It sounds weird because I've never really heard of it, but I think I'm falling in love with the name." She smiled, making him smile as well, happy that she liked the name.
"So, it's going to be 'Arabella'?" he asked hopefully.
"Yeah," she nodded.
He broke into a wide grin and hugged her. She hugged him back. When they parted, he asked cheekily, "So, we went through fifty-one other names to come to a conclusion that the first one was it?"
Hermione thought about this and laughed. "Yeah, I guess we did." She put her hands on her stomach. "Arabella," she whispered. Harry saw what she was doing and put one of his hands over hers and said, "Hey, baby Arabella, it's Daddy. Your Mum and I have finally come to a conclusion that we would like to call you 'Arabella'. You were named after an old lady who lived across the street from Daddy. Her house smelled like cabbage and she had about twenty-seven cats."
"Harry!" Hermione scolded, but giggled. "Now she's not going to like the name!"
"At least Mrs. Arabella Figg was a nice person. She actually fed me food. She practically took care of me while the Dursleys were away. Baby Arabella should be proud of her name," Harry reasoned.
Hermione shrugged knowing he was right. "We do need to come to a conclusion about her middle name though."
"It's between 'Lily' and 'Charlotte', right?" he asked getting a nod from her. He thought really hard about this. "'Arabella Charlotte' sounds better than 'Arabella Lily', I think."
Hermione nodded. "If we have another girl in the future, we can use 'Lily' as her middle name," she said without thinking.
"What?" Harry asked shocked.
"Er...nothing, nevermind, forget I said anything," she said very quickly and blushing. Harry didn't notice as he blushed as well.
"So, should we tell everyone what we're going to call her?" Harry questioned after an small uncomfortable silence.
"S-sure," she replied still a little embarrassed.
They both stood up and went to the kitchen to find her parents and Sirius there. Remus and Tonks had gone to Remus' home in Godric's Hollow as she was going to move in with him, as they were now dating.
"Mum, Dad, Sirius, Harry and I talked it over and we decided we would like to call our daughter 'Arabella Charlotte Granger-Potter'," Hermione said to them.
They all smiled and said, "Oh, my God, that's perfect!" They all thought it was a freaking cute name. Charlotte stood and hugged her daughter. She whispered in her ear, "Thank you."
"You're welcome, Mum." Charlotte kissed her cheek and pulled away, hugging Harry now. He wasn't as surprised as the first time he met her and she hugged him, but still a little uncomfortable.
Over the next week, Hermione's thirteenth week being pregnant, Harry was still going through a lot of hell taking care of her. He still made her her favorite food: chili with chopped up bananas. He'd often pre-cook it and put it in the refrigerator, so that when she would wake him up, they'd just go downstairs and he'd heat it with his wand and cut some bananas and she could just eat it with out having to wait. It saved time, sleep, and Harry from having to hear her bitching about being so hungry. He, of course, did not like getting up, but he loved being there for her and talking to her as she ate. Plus, he knew if she was hungry, the baby was hungry.
Jacob talked to him, explaining that he knew exactly what he was going through. "Harry, I know how you feel. Believe me, one time Charlotte made me get up at two in the morning to go to a twenty-four hour convenience store to buy her Cap'n Crunch Berries cereal and orange juice. You know what she did with it? She put them in a bowl and ate it...just like that!"
Harry laughed and said, "At least it was all fruit! Hermione's craving for chili and bananas. Together! And then, the next day, you think waking up to cook her something is all for nothing because..."
Jacob knew what he was going to say so he finished it with him, saying it with him, "...she throws it all up in the bathroom!"
They both laughed. "Yeah, I know what you mean. But, listen, Harry, do what she says. Her hormones are acting up and it's only going to get worse." Harry's eyes widened. "Just do as she says and you'll be fine. You'll both be fine. She'll be happy and you'll be happy you didn't piss her off." They chuckled again at this.
"I wasn't thinking about 'disobeying' her. I mean, I don't like get up at one in the morning and cooking, but I'll do it for her. I'll do whatever she wants me to do. Whatever will make her happy. She wants me to dress up in a pink, frilly dress and dance for her? I'll do it," Harry said making them laugh harder.
"There's a good lad," Jacob clapped him on the back.
"Harry." He looked up and saw Hermione in the doorway.
"Yeah?" he asked knowing she wanted something.
She came over to him and sat down next to him. She smiled lovingly and sweetly. "Can you do something for me?"
He raised his eyebrows. "Like what?"
"Could you go to Sweden and get me some Swedish chocolate? Mum was just talking about chocolate and it made me hungry for some. We don't have any chocolate here," she asked simply. "Please," she added sticking out her lower lip, making her look so cute to Harry and making it hard for him to say "no".
"No, don't do that! Don't give me that face!" She, however, didn't listen to him. She made it worse, she started batting her eyelashes; made her eyes big and slightly wet like she was about to cry; cocked her head to the side; and whimpered a little bit.
"Aw, now I can't say 'no'!" he groaned, making her smile. "Alright, I'll ask Sirius if he has a portkey I can use or if Remus or Tonks could apparate me there."
"Thank you so much, Harry!" she kissed his cheek, making him smile a little.
He stood up and left the room to talk to Sirius.
But she added something before he could leave the room. "Oh, with caramel in it!"
"Got it!" he called back, officially leaving Hermione with her Dad, who was chuckling and shaking his head.
"What?" she asked him.
"Nothing, you've got him wrapped around your finger," he said.
She chuckled as well. "Well, it's his baby, too. I mean, if I'm hungry, the baby must be hungry."
"We were just talking about this."
"You were? What were you two talking about?" she asked curiously.
"About how you wake him up at one in the morning to cook you chili and bananas," he replied with a slightly disgusted look.
Hermione blushed. "It's actually pretty good. Well, what did he say? Does he not like waking up to do things for me?" She looked at little guilty for waking him up almost every night.
"Well, he said he does not like waking up, but he said he'll do it for you."
Hermione smiled to herself. "He's sweet, isn't he?"
"Yeah, a fine young lad to me. I know all I wanted to do was murder him when I found out he had gotten you pregnant. But now that I spend a few months with him and watch him with you, he's a fine, strapping boy," Jacob said.
"Told you," Hermione said with a smile. "I just feel bad that I throw up the amazing food he cooks the next day."
Jacob began to laugh even harder. "He said that, too."
She laughed again as well.
After a few moments, it got serious again and Hermione said, "I just want to be able to live my life and, with Harry, raise my daughter. I don't want anything or anyone to keep me away from doing that. Like Dumbledore." She said his name with disgust.
"I really don't know what to say. No one ever threatened to take away you when you weren't even born," Jacob said, sad that he couldn't help her. "Sorry."
"It's okay, Dad. I'm also afraid of going back to Hogwarts. What will everyone think of me?" she asked her Dad.
"Probably not good things. But when you think about it, you going back to Hogwarts in your condition is maybe one of the strongest things you can do in this situation. You want to go back to school and continue you education with a baby in your stomach. People shouldn't be putting you down and talking about you behind your back, they should be clapping and telling you that you made a good decision," her father advised her.
Hermione's face was glistening in tears at her father's speech. She hugged him tight. He hugged her back. "It's going to be okay."
Hermione hoped it would be.
In the end, it was Remus who apparated Harry from an alley not far from Grimmauld Place to an alley in Stockholm, Sweden to get Hermione's chocolate. Harry had taken with him a large amount of muggle British pounds, which he was going to convert when he found the price of the chocolate.
They came across a candy store and immediately went for the chocolate, wanting to get back to Hermione to satisfy her craving. Harry looked for one that had caramel filling in it. He grabbed three boxes of it, feeling the need that she was going to ask him for more.
He paid for it in British pounds and, with Remus, they went back to the alley they came out of and apparated back to the alley. They hurried back to the house and Harry walked into the living room, where he left her, however, Jacob was gone. "Har ar din choklad!" he said in Swedish, but probably did not pronounce it right. He actually just repeated what the candy store owner told him when he bought the candy.
"What?" Hermione asked him grabbing for the chocolate, opening the box, and greedily eating the candy, but still politely saying a small, "thank you."
"I just said 'here's your chocolate' in Swedish. The candy store owner said it to me when I bought it. I asked him what it meant because he can also speak English. He told me so I repeated it to you," Harry explained as he sat down next to her.
"Aw, that's cute." She held out the candy to him. "Want one? Since you went all the way to Sweden to get it for me."
"Why not?" He grabbed one and ate it, fallling in love. "Oh, my God, that is amazing!"
"I know! Thank you so much!" she repeated again. She ate another one and said. "The baby is totally loving this!"
He laughed out loud. "Where's you Dad?" he asked looking around.
"I sent him to the store to get regular chocolate as back-up," she told him.
Harry looked at her shocked. "You didn't think I would go the chocolate for you?!"
It was Hermione's turn to laugh. "Look at your face, Harry! I'm kidding! He actually did go to the store, but he went to get groceries."
"Oh, that was mean! I thought you didn't trust me!" Harry said with relief and chuckling.
"Of course, I trust you, however, if we were muggles, I would understand."
They ate chocolate happily talking about everything and nothing, mostly about the baby that was growing in Hermione's stomach.
TBC...
Hope you liked this chapter! I liked it! Haha. I'll give you some explanations about some things, mainly the names:
Arabella:I was going to name her Lily, but I had already did that in Found, so I chose Arabella. If I had a child (which I dont haha) and she was a girl I would name her Arabella. I love that name! Its my fav name for a girl. However, I did not get the name from Mrs. Figg. I got it from the movie The Prince & Me. The little sister's name was Arabella and I thought it was so cute!
Coraline: If anyone's seen the movie Coraline, that's where I got it.
Falon: okay, there's actually this girl in my class named Falon, that's where I got that name from. When I first met her, I thought her name was "Falcon". Haha. Good thing I didnt call her that.
Selina: Selina is a girl in my class, as well. She's actually really good friends with Falon. haha. She also happens to be I think maybe my 16th cousin (thats exaggerating a little bit. haha) but its very distant. And yes, she does sing weird songs in class. Haha.
Mattie: Mattie is the name of my really good friend. She's like the nicest and sweetest person you will ever be privileged to meet. "Mattie" as I put Hermione saying, is not short for anything, even though I thought my Mattie's real name was "Matilda". Haha.
Lindsay: my sister's name, whose birthday just so happens to be today. Haha.
Kennedy: Kennedy is a girl whose two years younger than me in my art class. She's really amazing at art!
The line where Harry says "Ruth" and Hermione says "Oh, I'm sorry, am I giving birth to an eighty-nine year old?" I stole that from Friends. It was the episode in the 8th season where Ross and Rachel were discussing baby names. But she says, "are we having an eighty-nine year old?" haha. I actually got the idea of this chapter from that episode.
"Ula" i found on a website. Haha. Did not know what to put for Hermione's choice. Most of the names came from a website. The weird ones like Zabrina, and Yetty, and Xylia. I'm sorry if I offended anyone if these are your names. Haha.
Sorry if I grossed anyone out with the chili and bananas. It was the most random thing I could come up with. Haha.
Also, I have been to Sweden. I have not had the chocolate, but I have had Swedish meatballs, which was soooo gooood!
Well, next chapter, I'm not sure what I'm going to do. I mite have them go to Hogwarts and show everyone's reactions.