Title: Moments of Perfection 1
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Oliver Wood
Prompt: #29 – Birth
Word Count: 274
Rating: T (Some violence, minor coarse language, and minor suggestive adult themes.)
Summary: Oliver welcomes his child.
Author's Note1: A companion piece to "Moments of Perfection 2"; As this fic is too short to really explain it all I'll put it like this: Oliver is a muggle in a band equivalent to the Backstreet Boys.
Author's Note2: WARN: Implied Slash, MPreg; An instalment of "The Alternate Universes of FJ Weasley (Wood-Flint)".
Author's Note3: Story contains MPreg – fic is too short to explain why it is possible so either read my other MPreg fics (i.e.: CSI fandom: "Unnatural"/"My Generation") or come up with whatever you wish (or it can just be possible and leave it at that).
Disclaimer: I own nothing …
He accepted the pain he felt. He knew it would come eventually.
And somehow he knew, too, that the thoughts would inevitably follow.
Through the pain the young musician could recall their faces the last time they'd all been face-to-face. They hadn't known then that he'd leave them. He'd been planning it for weeks. The band was completing a North American tour, the end of which was coming at the perfect time. If he was lucky he could get away without anyone figuring it out – without him figuring it out.
So here he was in the town where he hid. The pains he now felt in his abdomen were worse than any of the earlier ones. He listened to the doctor's instructions and did his best to follow them. Finally, after hours of pain, he heard it.
The child he'd carried within his body let out a strong cry. The infant, his son, was placed on his chest and he wrapped his tired arms around the tiny body, softly singing to soothe his child's wails.
A tear escaped Oliver's eye as he beheld the new born infant. The small tuft of chestnut brown hair on his tiny head, and even before the child opened his eyes Oliver knew in his heart to expect the blue-grey, nearly stone-grey eyes that would soon stare back at him once the clouded newborn colour disappeared. He looked into the infant's eyes and smiled happily down at his small son – the child so much the image of its' father.
For the moment Oliver allowed himself to forget everything else and be content.
For the moment his life was perfect.
- 30 -
THE END
Companion Piece: "Moments of Perfection 2"
completed: August 17, 2010