This collection will be written for Ralinde for placing in a competition of mine
This drabble written for the Journey Through Hogwarts Challenge (Platform 9 3/4 part a - write about something coming naturally to someone)
Natural Instinct
"Oh, you'll make such wonderful parents!"
It was a statement that Molly Weasley had heard many times in the past nine months. As soon as she had announced her pregnancy to friends and family, that was all they had told her and Arthur. They would be wonderful parents, magnificent parents, amazing parents.
Molly, however, did not feel that way.
The growing human inside of her was something so precious she was not sure she would be able to do anything right to care for him or her. For now, the child was safe, but what would happen when it was born? What would happen when she introduced this tiny, fragile thing into the world that was increasingly becoming dangerous?
She wanted to protect him or her, but she wasn't sure it would happen.
Would she even make a 'good' parent, let alone a wonderful one?
The evening she went into labour was probably one of the warmest of the year. Summer was nearing and she was so big and heavy now all she could think of was the moment she could get the child out of her.
The pain was unbearable, and while Arthur frantically ran around, trying to get her to St Mungo's, Molly screamed. It was agony. Absolute agony.
"I can't… do this!" she cried to Arthur as a witch laid her down in a hospital bed made of rocks.
"Of course you can, dear," Arthur assured her calmly. "You can do anything."
Molly wasn't listening, though. She was hunched over in pain as the witch in her room tried to administer pain reliever.
"Molly, dear, you must take the potion," Arthur soothed when Molly refused.
"No, this'll be natural," Molly insisted. Her eyes widened in both terror and anger. The witch stepped away.
"Arthur…" Molly gasped, clutching at her stomach. "Arthur, I think the baby is coming." She let out a howl which could match a werewolf's, and the witch hurried from the room, soon returning with two others.
"It's okay, Molly," Arthur tried to soothe again to no avail.
Molly screamed again, and soon the Healers in the room were preparing themselves for the birth of Molly and Arthur's first child.
It was a rather short birth, but after fifteen minutes Molly was cradling her very first son in her arms.
"Oh, Arthur, he's beautiful," she cooed, touching the boy's cheek.
Arthur pressed a kiss to her temple. "He is," he agreed, grinning proudly.
They had named him William Arthur Weasley, a fitting name for someone so handsome, Molly thought.
After a moment, William began to cry and Molly tightened her hold on her son, rocking him backwards and forwards gently. "There, there," she soothed.
Arthur smiled, stroking his son's head which was full of red hair just like his parents'. He chuckled. "You are a natural," he said before planting another kiss to her temple.
A big thank you to my Chudley Cannons teammate, MaryandMerlin (Mary) for giving me a character to write when I was stuck. I hope you liked this, Ralinde!
