She screamed and he winced.
He knew how painful this was for her.
He knew that it was half his doing.
He also knew that, no matter how much pain she was in, he was happy.
He knew that they would remember this day for the rest of their lives.
Her screaming stopped and another, higher pitched, scream reached his ears.
He smiled.
He walked into the room.
He looked at her and she looked at him.
Then Hermione and George Weasley both looked down and smiled at the tiny baby boy in her arms.