A light flickered in the hospital room. The tip of a wand cast a warm, golden light on the peaceful face of a sleeping woman, the light creating soft shadows that framed the woman's beautiful face. Her blonde hair glowed, making her look all the more like an angel. Just hours ago, she'd given birth twins, and like all mothers, her body had already taken on an ethereal glow, like having children was the most precious and healing thing in the world. The Healer pulled her hood further over her face, hiding her identity, and clutched one of the sleeping babies to her chest. She could only pray that the infant wouldn't suddenly wake up and cry. She didn't want the parents to wake up and see her. Making her way to a cradle with a newborn girl, she looked down into the empty cradle next to the girl's. The little boy she was holding slept there, but she hadn't been able to resist holding the baby. The mother and father were sleeping already, both of them managing to fit on the hospital bed, which someone had managed to make slightly larger.
The baby in the Healer's arms looked like the little girl, both had pale blonde hair and grey eyes. Swiftly, she dropped a kiss to the babe's forehead and laid him in the empty cradle. They should have been her children, she thought. They could have.
Taking one final look at the child, she forced a sad smile. It was for the best, wasn't it? Giving up any hope of continuing her affair would give the couple- or at least the wife- the life they'd wanted. And the father- who was cuddled with his wife on the hospital bed- she'd tell him she couldn't see him anymore. He had a responsibility as a father to his children and as a husband to his wife. As the Healer hurried out and apparated to her flat, she felt empty. Her husband was gone for the year, away for work. He'd never known that she'd had an affair with another married man and wanted to have his child.
And now she didn't even have her him anymore. Draco. She'd given him up; made a sacrifice for the man she loved- for both of the men that she loved. Crawling into bed, she turned the lights off and closed her eyes, falling asleep slowly, her slumber filled with images of what she had done.
In Saint Mungo's, the sleeping woman opened her eyes and stared into the darkness of her room. A baby's cry pierced through the silence, followed by another. Soon her ears rang with the wails. A smile crossed over her face at the thought of motherhood. She was ready to begin raising her children. Sliding out of bed, she made her way to the cradles, not knowing that the baby boy waving his tiny fists was the son of a cheating father. Anxious to see her children's faces- she'd already decided on their names, Scorpius and Artemis-she raised her wand and whispered, "Lumos." A light flickered in the hospital room.
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