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Chapter 7
Training with Ric in the morning was a little different than it usually was. Instead of the empty privacy of the courtyard the early risers had found their way out to sit on stone benches and lean against columns. Gasping and cheering as if this were some sort of a show. I fought hard but in the end I was, as I was always, on my back, bleeding with a sword being held at my throat. Ric held it for a second before letting out a jovial laugh as I flipped to my feet quite literally.
"Well done Jenifer," he said clapping me on the back with the arm I had not sliced up viciously.
"Well I am being trained by the best," I said stroking his ego before I decided to tease him, "Well, almost." His mouth dropped open like a gaping fish and I ran to the hospital wing with an echoing laugh, the children giggled along with me. Of course he caught me in the hospital wing and threw me over his shoulder, tickling me until I admitted that he was the best and greatest specimen of man that I had ever met.
"Now there is a great big lie if I have ever heard one," Sal said popping his head through the door. In his arms there were two bundles of clothes, "You were taking too long training, if you had to go back to your rooms you both would have missed breakfast entirely."
"I know, but she is getting entirely too competent," Ric mock grumbled. They shared a look that I did not entirely understand before Sal leaned forwards and cheekily molested him before darting away.
"I will see you both at breakfast," he sung, swaying his hips as he left.
"That man," Ric growled much to my amusement, before looking at the green dress in my arms. I laughed again. It did not take us long to wash and dress separately and make our way to breakfast together. Those that had been awake early enough to see our show stood and clapped as we entered the hall. Ric bowed and I curtsied like we had stared in the theatre rather than trained by the dawn.
"Thank you, thank you," Ric said spinning around with his arms wide. I could not help but giggle and lay a swift but painless kick at his behind, much to the student's amusement.
"Stop acting like a loon," I said with a joyful giggle.
"Nice to see someone put you in your place," Hel said with a wicked smile, slipping her arm through mine as we walked to the table leaving him behind.
"And that, boys is your first lesson," Ric said with a giant grin, "Always let a woman win the argument." The girls giggled while the boys frowned and looked like the girls were blood sucking monsters with mismatched, multiple limbs. My first lesson wasn't for days, I was to be teaching charms. Charms was always a lot of fun when I had learnt it. That is why I had chosen to teach that of all the lessons. It would be easy to garner their enthusiasm. Still, I stood at the front of the classroom with sweaty palms and trembling knees.
"Good afternoon class," I said brightly, pushing away my fear.
"Good afternoon Lady Jenifer," the recited back to me, the glances dancing around with barely controlled excitement.
"Today I will be teaching you the basics of charms, which while being a very useful subject is also a lot of fun," I said forcing myself to sound confident, "Now, none of you have been to a transfiguration lesson so I will start by teaching you the difference. Transfiguration is the art of changing one thing into another. Can anyone tell me what charms do?"
"They are used to make things do what you want them to," a young Slytherin girl called out, her hand in the air.
"That is mostly correct, miss?" I asked waiting for her to tell me her name.
"Calista Morgenstern," she replied with a nod, conveying her own belief of her self-importance.
"As Miss Morgenstern said it is the art of manipulating things to do as you wish," I told them truthfully, "From moving things to affecting someone's mood, starting a fire or even just changing something's colour. There is many things that charms can do. To start you off I will teach you all the first charm I learned at your age. The levitation charm." I conjured a heap of feathers that flew off to have one sit on each desk.
They trooped out of the room looking tired, if not happy. They bubbled with chatter as they made their way back to their common rooms. Ducking into Hel's private space I slumped against a wall before I noticed her standing in the centre of the room, a puddle of water around her as she looked up and stared at me with a surprised expression.
"Hospital wing," she gasped, "Hospital wing now!" I flicked my wrist and dried her clothes before I led her to the hospital wing as she squeezed my hand violently tight and gave breathy gasps and repressed screams in pain.
"What is the matter with her?" Professor Jameson asked in concern.
"She has just gone into labour, if you could fetch Rowena, Salazar and Godric, and send them to the hospital wing I would be thankful," I asked her fervently. I had no idea what to do about a birth.
"Consider it done," she said nodding to show her understanding and making her way to do as I asked with hast. When we got to the hospital wing my pulse was hammering away in my throat as I desperately tried to hold on to what semblance of calm I had left.
"It shall be fine, Hel," I said soothingly helping her into the nearest bed, "Breathe. Just breathe for me."
"Fuck," she cried, a tear slipping down her cheeks. "That malevolent bastard is never touching be if it is the last bloody thing I fucking do," she swore as her face turned red and another contraction came over her, "He can go fuck Godric for all I care, and I will stick with Rowena because she cannot put me through this buggering agony. FUCK!"
"Salazar, run," Row's voice came as Hel doubled over in pain. Idiot man did not listen, and as such it was his own fault when she walloped him one. He rubbed her back as Godric enlarged the bed. Both boys sat on either side of her and held her hands, rubbed her shoulders and whispered comforting endearments and loving praise. I was helping Row with the actual birth itself.
When confronted by a sixty foot basilisk I was less afraid than when I was in the process of helping to guide a baby out of Hel's overly stretched lady parts. She gave a final scream before the baby's shoulders slide out and I had to pull the noise, red screaming mess out. Just when I had thought that it was finally over something else that Row called after birth was excreted. I repressed a shudder and helped clean the squalling infant.
"Here you go," Row said putting the babe in Hel's arms. Tiredly she lifted the girl to her breast and she because to suckle.
"I told you she would be a girl," Sal said kissing his wife's temple affectionately.
"She is beautiful, I name her Ella, Ella Jane Hufflepuff-Slytherin," she whispered, once again crying. Although this time in wonder and not in unbearable pain. "You are going to grow up to be big and strong with Mamma Hel, Mamma Row, Papa Sal and Papa Ric to look after you," she cooed. They smiled as if the words she spoke were some kind of preconceived plan that did not need expalination. If it was, then they had not mentioned it to me.
"Come here little one," Sal says after they have all had a hold of the tiny baby girl. He turns and places her gently in my arms. "We wish for you to be her godmother, if anything unforgivable should happen to the four of us, we wish to know she will be kept by someone that will love her," he said.
They all looked at me hopefully as I stared down at the baby girl. She had dark hair with a reddish tinge to it, her mother's thick lashes and rose petal mouth, her father's nose, complexion and chin. Her wide undecided baby blue eyes stared up at me and her hand reached up to grab at my mouth. My heart melted away completely.
"Of course," I found myself saying with delighted joy, "Of course I will be Ella's godmother." I would be, and I would love that little girl all the way to the ends of the earth and back again.
Yes I do realise that there is an uncommon amount of happiness and no enough conflict in this story but don't worry it won't stay like that forever. Everything has to come up ace for a while before all the cards can fall down. Tell me if you liked it and REVIEW. Thank you to all those that already have.