Astoria sat on the bathroom floor, her hands slowly massaging her stomach. She had been having these painful cramps all day. She supposed they were all just part of pregnancy. That is until the pain became too much for her. She reached out to grab her wand but as she did this more cramps started to arise. She felt like she was being stabbed - no, it was worse than that, she felt like her insides were being ripped through her stomach. She didn't realise she was crying until she felt a tear fall onto her bare leg. She needed to get to her wand, then she could contact somebody. She reached forward again but this time she felt something other than pain. Liquid. She looked down, new sobs that had nothing to do with the pain arose. Blood, lots of it. "No, no, no. Please, no," Astoria sobbed, the tears falling quickly now.

Another round of pain came and Astoria was forced to double over. She laid back down on the floor, begging with whomever was up there to make the pain stop. Her breath hitched as the pain became too much, sending her into unconsciousness.

When Astoria came to, she was lying in a pool of blood. She heard someone yelling, but she didn't have the energy to call back. She listened as the voice became closer. The door muffled the person's voice, but she knew it was him.

Draco opened the door to the bathroom. Upon seeing Astoria he immediately rushed to her side, "Astoria... Astoria, can you hear me?" Astoria could only nod in response, her voice seeming to have disappeared.

As Draco slowly lifted her off the floor she mouthed his name, indicating to her stomach with her left hand. Draco nodded, holding back the emotions that threatened to show his weakness. He needed to focus and get his wife to St. Mungo's.

After arriving, Draco handed his now unconscious wife to the closest healer. He briefly explained everything he knew, angry that they weren't rushing her to a room. Another healer who had been listening hurried the first healer into action.

Astoria awoke some odd hours later, she could hear voices muffled by her door. She could just make out words like "traumatic blood loss" and "not likely", immediately she knew what they were talking about. She looked around her private room, noticing for the first time that Draco wasn't with her. He must be the other voice, she thought to herself.

Astoria settled back into her pillows as the door opened and Draco stepped in. She eyed him, biting her lip as he walked over to her. "Draco?" she called, holding out her hand. He sat down in the chair next to her bed, taking her hand in his.

"How are you feeling, Tori?" he asked, slowly massaging her hand.

Astoria looked down at their laced fingers then back at him, "I'm... Fine."

Draco finally looked at her, his eyes meeting hers, "I'm sorry, really, I am." His other hand reaching up to caress her face.

Automatically, Astoria's head leaned into his hand, "No, don't say that. It isn't your fault." She squeezed his hand reassuringly. All Draco could do was look at her, he knew that if he continued to blame himself they would fight and Astoria didn't have any energy for that.

"You need to rest, love, it's been a long day," he told her after a few minutes of silence. She nodded her response, her eyes closing immediately.

Draco watched as she slept before he settled into his chair, allowing his eyes to close as well.