Ron couldn't help but pace. Something about the consistency of it helped. He knew what was going on, that was the problem. Even when Sonya had Rose, pacing was the only thing keeping him sane and that was a C-section. Harry and Ginny watch the pacing, knowing there was nothing they could do to help him.
"Sometimes," Naomi speaks up, breaking the silence "Sometimes, a baby is fine being born that early."
"Sometimes?" Ron asks looking at her, his face going white. He quickens his pace.
"I mean more than sometimes babe." Naomi answers, "Please, sit." Ron couldn't help but listen. Something about the quiet girl calmed him, reminding him of a happier time and place. She was his angel. She put him in heaven. "Whenever a baby is born this early, normally they are fine. They are tiny but fine."
"They are tiny anyway." Ron answers, still freaking out "Bloody tiny. How much tinier can they get? Harry, they get tinier?" Harry shrugs, not knowing what to say. "Ginny?" Ginny stares at her feet, nervous. "They get tinier." Ron just stares straight ahead.
"It's okay Ron." Naomi answers, putting her hand on Ron's knee. "I promise your friend will be okay."
"She's not just my friend. She's Hermione. She's saved my life half a million times. She's Hermione." He repeats, staring off into space. "She's not just my friend Naomi, she's my best friend. She's the only person who could scream at me, hit me even and still she's" He stops, thinking about it. "She's just as unique as her name. I can't lose her, I can't afford to lose her like I lost Sonya."
"You're not going to lose her." Naomi answers quietly, not sure of what else to say. "She's going to be okay."
"Do you think the boys are okay?"Ginny asks Harry, her hands fidgeting with the seam of her shirt."Albus was having problems sleeping, I should have brought him."
"I'm sure their fine Ginny, your mum has taken care of that many kids in the past."
Draco comes out from the double doors, causing Ron to stand up.
"What happened mate? How is Hermione? How is Lynx?"
"They are fine. Hermione had some complications so they want her to rest before anyone sees her. Lynx is...well, it's not good."
"Normally they put a baby that small in an incubator." Naomi mentions, earning herself a glare from Draco.
"She's a baby, not a whatever you put in an incubaber." Draco snarls causing Naomi to finally snap.
"Listen here Malfoy," The quiet blonde screams out into the waiting room "I don't know what makes a Malfoy so much better than any other witch or wizard but I'm getting sick of it! You are a wizard. Congratulations! But being a pure-blood as you brag about so much makes you a wizard! A wizard! No more or less a wizard than a half-blood or a...a..." Her face turns red with anger as she starts to shake "Or an effing Mud-blood. You are nothing! A wizard! That is it! And to me, you are not even that! The only reason you even matter is because your wife is Ron's friend. That's the only reason why I care!" Draco looks around at his friends. Harry, Ginny, and Ron standing there with their mouths hanging open.
"Let me reintroduce myself" Draco answers, holding his hand out. "Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."
"Hmph!" Naomi sticks her nose up, walking over to Ron who shrugs.
"Your girl is gutsy Weasley, I'll give her that."
"Yea" Ron answers, wrapping his arm around her "Yea, she is."
"So how is Lynx then?" Ginny asks, stepping closer to Draco.
"Fleur took her into the other room to work on her lungs and such so I didn't get to see her. But she is so tiny. She is only this long." Draco holds his hands a little over a foot apart. "She's so perfect." Tears fill Draco's eyes as he thinks about his wife, his daughter. How emotional the last seven months have been for their entire family.
"That's great Malfoy." Harry tries clearing the tension. "Congratulations."
"Thanks Potter." Draco answers, sitting down with his head in his hand. He let his mind wander, causing time to fly by. He thought about his wife, both of her deliveries being rough ones. He thought about his son sitting at Molly's, his daughter in the hands of Fleur. Nobody talks, allowing Draco the peace to think about everything that had been going on.
"Draco, Lynx and 'ermoine are ready to zee you. Zhe can have guests too if you want Ginny and Ron to go back."
"Thank you Fleur." Draco answers, leading the way back to Hermione's room. Walking in, he sees Hermione sitting up, the baby in her arms.
"She's so tiny, Draco." Hermione whispers, leaning over so that Draco could see the bundle in her arms. Her hair the same dark color as the majority of the Black Family, her eyes the same big dark eyes Narcissa once carried. She showed no signs of being related to the Grangers, or the Malfoys for that matter.
"She is beautiful." Draco answers, kissing Hermione on her forehead.
"Can I see Draco?" Ginny asks, walking over to the other side of Hermione. "She's so precious."
"Ay mate, they can get tinier." Ron whispers, putting his finger against Lynx's tiny foot.
"She's perfect" Naomi smiles, looking over Ron's shoulder.
"Of course she is." Draco smiles, "She's a Malfoy."