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Prompt: Crash

Crash. The sound of shattering glass as it hits a hard surface at a considerable speed, then falls to the ground. It is cleaned up and repaired with the wave of a wand, only for it to happen again a few minutes later.

"Hermione, sweetheart, you're doing so well." A pained cry. "That's it, you're almost there, here, take my hand." Crunch.

"This hurts so much," Groan. "This is all your fault," Another pained cry. "I am going to kill you!" Scream.

"Hermione, honey, I swear if I could take the pain away and do this for you, I would."

"Oh, no, don't give me that crap. You're a man, there's no way you would willingly go through this! If you even think of saying something like that again, I will hex your fiddly bits off!" She threw her glass of water at the wall again just to drive her point home.

Severus spent the rest of the birth holding his wife's hand in silence.