"Arthur?" Molly asked, barely inaudible, about 20 minutes.
"Yes, love?" He replied, lovingly stroking her hair as her voice cracked.
"Arthur what did we do wrong?....What did I do wrong?" She added and he kissed the top of her forehead gently.
"You did nothing, love....You didn't hurt the baby."
"But, how could I not have known?" She argued, and he just sighed.
"Because you were in pain, and too worried about your daughter to think rationally....Not that any of this is rational." Molly took in a deep breath, trying not to cry again and she nodded. Just as Arthur began rocking her once again, gently, a healer walked in. It wasn't the same healer, and his expression was hopeful.
"Mrs. Weasley, I think we have a way to save your daughter." She dared not believe it, and couldn't reply, so Arthur answered for her quietly, "really?" The healer nodded and took in a deep breath, smiling slightly.
"Since your daughter hasn't been breathing for only a half an hour, and not an hour, we can preform a safe ressuscitation spell that won't do harm to her body."
"Why didn't you do this in the beginning?" Arthur asked quietly and the healer smiled.
"Because, first, we needed make sure it was safe for your daughter. So, even though it's okay for premature babies, it can still do some damage; anything can happen, so we need your consent." Arthur looked to Molly, and for a moment, she decided to trust her voice.
"Is there honestly a chance my baby will be ok?...Id there really a chance she'll live?" The healer nodded.
"Yes there is." Molly smiled ever so slightly and he handed over the consent papers to them. Molly looked into Arthur's eyes, and he immediately he understood what she was asking for. He took the papers from the healer and signed...She was obviously too weak to do so and she needed him to. So he did, and then they waited.
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Hours passed before the same healer walked back in the room. Molly was asleep, and peaceful, but Arthur immediately stood.
"Mr. Weasley." The healer smiled broadly. "Would you like to come meet your daughter?" Arthur's eyes lit quickly and he swallowed the lump in his throat before nodding.
"Yes." He followed the healer down the hall and to the ICU. His daughter was the only in inhabitant, lying on a small cot with a bubble-head charm on her so she could breath. He smiled and reached his finger to touch her small cheek. Instead, she grabbed his finger with her hand, but barely succeeded because her whole hand was barely the size of his finger. He smiled and his tears began to fall as he sat down with her. The healer smiled and told him to be quite careful, but that he was allowd to take the baby to his wife whenever he wanted. But, it was already 9 P.M and he voted against waking her now, when she was actually sleeping...So he took this time, instead, to bond with his newborn daughter alone.
"Hello gorgeous....Hi, Sweetheart." He whispered as she screwed up her face in anger because she couldn't grasp his finger. He chuckled but immediately stopped as she began to slowly, for the first time, open her eyes. He reached over and wiped the gunk from her eyes, helping her open them. Soon, her brown orbs bore into his blue ones and more tears sprang to his eyes. She looked exactly like her mother.
"You are a beautiful little girl, yes you are!" He smiled brightly and sighed as her little mouth formed into a small yawn. He rubbed a finger down her arm, loving the feel of his daughter's soft, new-born skin under her Daddy's rough finger.
"Your Mummy's going to love you! Yes she is! I already do....And she does but, when she sees you i'm not sure I'll ever get a chance to hold you again." He smiled as she closed her eyes again and he sighed.
"I shouldn't make your Mum wait any longer..." He mumbled, and then he reached in to pick up his daughter. She was so small and he was a bit scared, but he shook it off and carried her slowly back to Molly's room. As he walked down the hall with his daughter, she snuggled in closer to his chest. He smiled and walked on, until he came outside Molly's door and opened it. Gently, he shut it behind him and walked towards the bed. He held his daughter with one hand and reached the other to stir his wife. He whispered for her to wake up and after a few moments, she awoke and her eyes immediately fell on her daughter. Tears began cascading down her cheeks and she pulled herself up slowly;painfully. Athur helped her with one hand so she was up higher, but still somewhat slouched and comfortable, then, she held out her hands to her daughter ad Arthur rested the newborn on Molly's chest. She was shaking slightly so he made sure to stay close to her, but she paid no attention to him; she only had eyes for her baby. She was staring down at her daughter's face lovingly, tears falling down her cheeks and to her neck and chest, but she smiled through them.
"You're small, aren't you?" she asked quietly and her daughter just cuddled into her. She looked up at her husband now and smiled.
"She's so small, isn't she? She's so beautiful though.." She added, bouncing her baby gently in her arms.
"Yea, she is.....Umm, I suppose she might be hungry soon though....Do you want me to get her a bottle or-..."
"Yes, get a bottle, love....I'm not breast-feeding....I can't. Hurts too much right now." Arthur smiled and nodded kissing her forehead before going to grab her to get a bottle. Though, as his hands wrapped around her and tried detaching her from her Mum, she let out her first blood-curdling scream. Molly laughed and held her tight as Arthur let go.
"She's so loud." He mumbled as he backed off. She chuckled and added: "I'll just bring you the bottle, dear." Molly nodded, smirking.
"Ok." she replied, before Arthur left her and their daughter alone to go fetch a bottle.
"We need a name for you, sweetheart." She thought aloud, before her eyes lit in recognition.
"Actually, your sister can name you.." Her daughter yawned again snd smirked slightly. Molly and Arthur, after all, had named Lora's son...Well, middle name, anyway. So, she would let her name her sister...
It was only fair.
