April 2003 – Chapter 20 - Birthday
Both looked down as she shifted. A small pool of blood was under her as she moved.
"Oh Kadi." He whispered.
She looked down in alarm. "I don't know what to do...Sirius...I..."
He gently caressed her face. "Shhhhh...we will figure this out together. Do you trust me?"
She looked at him and into his eyes and then nodded.
Somehow they had managed.
Between the pains he had told her why he had come. He had not come for Harry or her. He had come to protect Harry and she from Peter Pettigrew whom no one knew was alive. She did not believe him until he showed her the picture of the Weasleys in Egypt and a rat on Ron's shoulder with a toe missing. All of Peter they had found was a finger. Khadja knew then Sirius was not evil and was still a good man as he had been.
It had been the worst and yet most blessed night of his life. He felt amazed as he cut the cord on the baby and then watched Khadja fall back into an exhausted nap.
It amazed him such a precious thing could come of her pain, sweat, and blood. It was humbling as well. He had sat there holding her hands with her feet anchored on his thighs helping her push for all she was worth.
It had been worth it.
Sirius was cleaning the blood from the tiny human being in his arms. He looked at the little boy. He looked so much like Remus. He pulled him close as he gazed at him in the light from the window.
He looked up at the exhausted mother on the bed. Even disheveled she was amazingly beautiful. She was sweaty and pale, but she was alive and just resting. Sirius had heard birth was hard on mother and infant.
He looked again at the baby. Let the Dementors take him and he would survive. He only needed to think about this tiny child whom he held and he would live.
Khadja stirred and he came up and touched her. "I must get you food Kadi. Will you be alright until I am gone?"
She looked up at him and nodded.
He lifted her and carried her to the downstairs bedroom and shut the door when she was asleep.
He also had a mission. He needed to find Peter Pettigrew. Khadja was safe as long as he stayed away from her. He called a large cat to come and keep an eye on her while he went away.
Both looked down as she shifted. A small pool of blood was under her as she moved.
"Oh Kadi." He whispered.
She looked down in alarm. "I don't know what to do...Sirius...I..."
He gently caressed her face. "Shhhhh...we will figure this out together. Do you trust me?"
She looked at him and into his eyes and then nodded.
Somehow they had managed.
Between the pains he had told her why he had come. He had not come for Harry or her. He had come to protect Harry and she from Peter Pettigrew whom no one knew was alive. She did not believe him until he showed her the picture of the Weasleys in Egypt and a rat on Ron's shoulder with a toe missing. All of Peter they had found was a finger. Khadja knew then Sirius was not evil and was still a good man as he had been.
It had been the worst and yet most blessed night of his life. He felt amazed as he cut the cord on the baby and then watched Khadja fall back into an exhausted nap.
It amazed him such a precious thing could come of her pain, sweat, and blood. It was humbling as well. He had sat there holding her hands with her feet anchored on his thighs helping her push for all she was worth.
It had been worth it.
Sirius was cleaning the blood from the tiny human being in his arms. He looked at the little boy. He looked so much like Remus. He pulled him close as he gazed at him in the light from the window.
He looked up at the exhausted mother on the bed. Even disheveled she was amazingly beautiful. She was sweaty and pale, but she was alive and just resting. Sirius had heard birth was hard on mother and infant.
He looked again at the baby. Let the Dementors take him and he would survive. He only needed to think about this tiny child whom he held and he would live.
Khadja stirred and he came up and touched her. "I must get you food Kadi. Will you be alright until I am gone?"
She looked up at him and nodded.
He lifted her and carried her to the downstairs bedroom and shut the door when she was asleep.
He also had a mission. He needed to find Peter Pettigrew. Khadja was safe as long as he stayed away from her. He called a large cat to come and keep an eye on her while he went away.