Prologue
"Dear Merlin, I hate you Draco Malfoy!" Alondra Malfoy screamed.
They were in a private room at St. Mungo's and Alondra was giving birth to twin boys. In most cases, the woman was sedated before birth, but not Alondra. Her father, being the Potions Master he was, insisted that this delivery be as natural as possible. Draco, her husband, was standing beside her, gripping her hand. She had his so tight that her knuckles were white and he couldn't feel his hand.
"Alondra, baby, this is natural." He said to her as she pushed.
"Natural!? How about we switch places? You'll see how natural it is!" she screamed.
The cries of a tiny child were heard. Alondra's smile was huge as the baby was led away to be cleaned.
"All right, Mrs. Malfoy, I need you to give me one more big push." The healer said.
Alondra nodded. She squeezed Draco's hand hard and pushed. The baby came out and crying could be heard. Alondra looked up at Draco before she slumped over in a dead faint. The monitors went wild and the Healers were pushing Draco out of the room.
"What's going on?!" he asked frantically.
"We're losing her." The healer said and then went back into the room.