hey everyone, glad to get an update in! Neways, this is the big
chapter...the one that starts it all.
And might i say right now, most of the next few chapters will contain what happens in this one day. But I'm not saying that it's not interesting, but if you're one of those people that just can't wait to see what happens next, i am telling you that i will test your patience to the limit.
Also, this chapter is not exactly contrary to what it may be in real life. I'm only a little teenager, i haven't a clue as to what may happen in a real situation.
My final bit of news, i own Doctor Sumner, and that is it for this chapter.
************************************* chapter 3: the disappointment
Albus stared at Minerva intently. He knew these words were coming, but he had been hoping, PRAYING that they wouldn't come. Into her eyes he stared. He had often thought her eyes to be one of her better features, they were often full of so much life that it made him feel young again; but now, her eyes were not full of life. Her eyes...they were empty, sad, desperate.
Instead of saying anything to her simple sentence, he wrapped his arms gently around her, and gave her a tight squeeze. She held him tight, with her head to his chest.
"I love you so much." Albus whispered "No matter what happens today at that appointment, I want you to remember that."
Minerva pushed her head into his shoulders and nodded as best she could. "I'll remember that."
She looked back up at Albus, and he kissed her gently on the lips. They remained in one anothers embrace for a second or two before they continued their walk.
They walked rather slowly as they headed towards Hogsmeade, although the reason why is anyone's guess. Perhaps they wanted to talk before they came, or perhaps they were just biding their time before they learned of their child's fate. Whatever reason it was, they were certainly walking slow.
After nearly five minutes of dreaded silence, Minerva spoke up. "Albus?"
"Yes?"
"What are we going to do if- if the child isnt- doesnt come?" she asked rather timidly, and, with a rather obvious knot in her throat.
Albus's eyes met hers. They kept on walking, but his eyes didnt leave her face, even after she turned her own face.
"Why don't we not worry about it, and hope that it's only in our heads." was his soft response
Now it was Minerva's turn to reach Albus's eyes. The thought of losing the child had been something she had been contemplating for nearly a month, and all it had done was make her quiet, and horrified at the thought. 'perhaps Albus is right. We'll just see what happens at this appointment.' she thought to herself.
"I guess you're right." she said quietly
Albus didnt speak after that.
They quickly entered hogsmeade, and came upon the clinic that was at the end of the street. Both Albus and Minerva gave eachother a worried glance, and clasped eachothers hands. They walked into the nice room, and sat on the small chairs that were all over the office.
They both sat impatiently awaiting their turn to go in. They were eager for the results, whether they be good, or bad. The doctor walked in within five minutes. The secretary called for "dumbledore, doctor Sumner."
Minerva sat up from her chair, and Albus followed. They were taken into a room in the back. There was a small telivision, meant to monitor a child's movement, and a rather uncomfortable looking hospital bed.
"Take a seat Mrs. Dumbledore." the doctor said, pointing at the bed
She walked over to it, and sat. Albus walked to a single chair that lay in the corner of the room.
The doctor walked to a desk that contained a file folder, and a box of rubber gloves. He placed his hand within a pair, and walked back towards the couple.
"So tell me, has anything strange been happening? You're appointment is a week earlier than we had originally planned."
"I haven't been feeling so good lately. And I cant help that it has something to do with the child." minerva responded
"When you say you havent been feeling good, what do you mean?"
"I've been getting sick more than usual. Potions aren't even seeming to work. And...I've been feeling rather crampy lately."
"Did you ever stop to think that it's the child growing?" he asked raising an eyebrow
"Of course I thought of it. But...I went through this a year ago, I know fairly well what stage I'm supposed to be at right now."
"All children are different Mrs. Dumbledore."
There was a remote silence. "I suppose you know more about it than I do." she said quietly
"Why dont we just get this visit overwith." the doctor said rather irritably "Would you kindly pull your dress up, and lay down.?"
Minerva looked over at Albus. He was stairing right back at her. It was obvious that Albus was attempting a smile, but his eyes showed that he wasnt feeling the least bit hopeful, even if he should.
Minerva looked back at Doctor Sumner, and pulled her robes to reveal her stomach. She also didnt look the least bit hopeful.
Sumner pulled out a stethoscope from his desk, and placed the ear pieces within his ears. "This may be a little cold." he warned as he touched the metal to Minerva's lower stomach.
He listened intently for a few seconds, but took off the ear pieces and walked back over to his desk.
This time, he pulled out a much larger stethoscope, and placed it back on her stomach. He listened so closely this time that his own head was nearly touching Minerva.
'What's he doing? Why does he need this other stethoscope?' Minerva's thoughts raced through her mind. 'I hope this doesnt mean what I think it might mean.' She swallowed, hard.
Doctor Sumner looked back up at Minerva, this time, he didnt look the least bit irritable...but he had more of a sympathetic look on his face.
Just the simple look that he gave her, told her all that she needed to know. A tear slid down her cheek, before the words could even leave his mouth, but they still came. "I dont hear a heartbeat."
Albus sat up, and walked to Minerva. It was rather obvious that she was trying not to lose the tears that were entering her eyes.
"Perhaps we could check on the monitor screen." he suggested quietly
"Are you sure you would want to do that? I wouldnt want to make her cry any more than she has to." Sumner said, nodding in Minerva's direction
"I would like to be sure that it's really lost."
"Very well."
Doctor Sumner took his wand, and placed it on the top of minervas stomach. "preocy-incantria" he said in a low murmer.
It immediately appeared on the screen. There it was...or, more precisely, there it wasnt. A body of what was to be a child, hung dryly on the screen.
Albus bit his lip, and turned to look at Minerva. her face was scarlet red, and tears were flying down her face. Albus didnt know what to do. There his wife was, crying to her hearts content, and here he was, wanting to do nothing but cry himself. But yet, he was supposed to be the strong one, and that's the role that he was meant to play.
He looked back at the doctor, who had taken his wand from Minerva, and who was now staring at the heartbroken couple.
"I'm sorry." he said softly
"She'll be alright once she reaches the castle."
"I've seen this a hundred times. Don't assume that she'll be alright, it takes a while for mothers to let this news finally sink in. Once that time comes though, i would like you to send me a letter."
"Very well." Albus said timidly. He walked over to the doctor, and shook his hand. "Thank you for everything."
"Just pay attention to your wife. She's the one with the problems."
Albus nodded his head, and walked back to Minerva. He helped her put her dress back in place. She was still sobbing like mad, but Albus managed to get her to a sitting position, and she cried into his shoulder.
"Shhhh. I'm here." Albus said soothingly
******************************* ******************************* Well, that was fun. Like I said, I don't know too much about the whole pregnancy thing, but I hope I got my point across.
I don't know how often authors tell you to review, quite often I would assume. But might you send me some more critical stuff? I am probably the worst writer with posted stories, and it's very shameful. Please, REVIEW!
And might i say right now, most of the next few chapters will contain what happens in this one day. But I'm not saying that it's not interesting, but if you're one of those people that just can't wait to see what happens next, i am telling you that i will test your patience to the limit.
Also, this chapter is not exactly contrary to what it may be in real life. I'm only a little teenager, i haven't a clue as to what may happen in a real situation.
My final bit of news, i own Doctor Sumner, and that is it for this chapter.
************************************* chapter 3: the disappointment
Albus stared at Minerva intently. He knew these words were coming, but he had been hoping, PRAYING that they wouldn't come. Into her eyes he stared. He had often thought her eyes to be one of her better features, they were often full of so much life that it made him feel young again; but now, her eyes were not full of life. Her eyes...they were empty, sad, desperate.
Instead of saying anything to her simple sentence, he wrapped his arms gently around her, and gave her a tight squeeze. She held him tight, with her head to his chest.
"I love you so much." Albus whispered "No matter what happens today at that appointment, I want you to remember that."
Minerva pushed her head into his shoulders and nodded as best she could. "I'll remember that."
She looked back up at Albus, and he kissed her gently on the lips. They remained in one anothers embrace for a second or two before they continued their walk.
They walked rather slowly as they headed towards Hogsmeade, although the reason why is anyone's guess. Perhaps they wanted to talk before they came, or perhaps they were just biding their time before they learned of their child's fate. Whatever reason it was, they were certainly walking slow.
After nearly five minutes of dreaded silence, Minerva spoke up. "Albus?"
"Yes?"
"What are we going to do if- if the child isnt- doesnt come?" she asked rather timidly, and, with a rather obvious knot in her throat.
Albus's eyes met hers. They kept on walking, but his eyes didnt leave her face, even after she turned her own face.
"Why don't we not worry about it, and hope that it's only in our heads." was his soft response
Now it was Minerva's turn to reach Albus's eyes. The thought of losing the child had been something she had been contemplating for nearly a month, and all it had done was make her quiet, and horrified at the thought. 'perhaps Albus is right. We'll just see what happens at this appointment.' she thought to herself.
"I guess you're right." she said quietly
Albus didnt speak after that.
They quickly entered hogsmeade, and came upon the clinic that was at the end of the street. Both Albus and Minerva gave eachother a worried glance, and clasped eachothers hands. They walked into the nice room, and sat on the small chairs that were all over the office.
They both sat impatiently awaiting their turn to go in. They were eager for the results, whether they be good, or bad. The doctor walked in within five minutes. The secretary called for "dumbledore, doctor Sumner."
Minerva sat up from her chair, and Albus followed. They were taken into a room in the back. There was a small telivision, meant to monitor a child's movement, and a rather uncomfortable looking hospital bed.
"Take a seat Mrs. Dumbledore." the doctor said, pointing at the bed
She walked over to it, and sat. Albus walked to a single chair that lay in the corner of the room.
The doctor walked to a desk that contained a file folder, and a box of rubber gloves. He placed his hand within a pair, and walked back towards the couple.
"So tell me, has anything strange been happening? You're appointment is a week earlier than we had originally planned."
"I haven't been feeling so good lately. And I cant help that it has something to do with the child." minerva responded
"When you say you havent been feeling good, what do you mean?"
"I've been getting sick more than usual. Potions aren't even seeming to work. And...I've been feeling rather crampy lately."
"Did you ever stop to think that it's the child growing?" he asked raising an eyebrow
"Of course I thought of it. But...I went through this a year ago, I know fairly well what stage I'm supposed to be at right now."
"All children are different Mrs. Dumbledore."
There was a remote silence. "I suppose you know more about it than I do." she said quietly
"Why dont we just get this visit overwith." the doctor said rather irritably "Would you kindly pull your dress up, and lay down.?"
Minerva looked over at Albus. He was stairing right back at her. It was obvious that Albus was attempting a smile, but his eyes showed that he wasnt feeling the least bit hopeful, even if he should.
Minerva looked back at Doctor Sumner, and pulled her robes to reveal her stomach. She also didnt look the least bit hopeful.
Sumner pulled out a stethoscope from his desk, and placed the ear pieces within his ears. "This may be a little cold." he warned as he touched the metal to Minerva's lower stomach.
He listened intently for a few seconds, but took off the ear pieces and walked back over to his desk.
This time, he pulled out a much larger stethoscope, and placed it back on her stomach. He listened so closely this time that his own head was nearly touching Minerva.
'What's he doing? Why does he need this other stethoscope?' Minerva's thoughts raced through her mind. 'I hope this doesnt mean what I think it might mean.' She swallowed, hard.
Doctor Sumner looked back up at Minerva, this time, he didnt look the least bit irritable...but he had more of a sympathetic look on his face.
Just the simple look that he gave her, told her all that she needed to know. A tear slid down her cheek, before the words could even leave his mouth, but they still came. "I dont hear a heartbeat."
Albus sat up, and walked to Minerva. It was rather obvious that she was trying not to lose the tears that were entering her eyes.
"Perhaps we could check on the monitor screen." he suggested quietly
"Are you sure you would want to do that? I wouldnt want to make her cry any more than she has to." Sumner said, nodding in Minerva's direction
"I would like to be sure that it's really lost."
"Very well."
Doctor Sumner took his wand, and placed it on the top of minervas stomach. "preocy-incantria" he said in a low murmer.
It immediately appeared on the screen. There it was...or, more precisely, there it wasnt. A body of what was to be a child, hung dryly on the screen.
Albus bit his lip, and turned to look at Minerva. her face was scarlet red, and tears were flying down her face. Albus didnt know what to do. There his wife was, crying to her hearts content, and here he was, wanting to do nothing but cry himself. But yet, he was supposed to be the strong one, and that's the role that he was meant to play.
He looked back at the doctor, who had taken his wand from Minerva, and who was now staring at the heartbroken couple.
"I'm sorry." he said softly
"She'll be alright once she reaches the castle."
"I've seen this a hundred times. Don't assume that she'll be alright, it takes a while for mothers to let this news finally sink in. Once that time comes though, i would like you to send me a letter."
"Very well." Albus said timidly. He walked over to the doctor, and shook his hand. "Thank you for everything."
"Just pay attention to your wife. She's the one with the problems."
Albus nodded his head, and walked back to Minerva. He helped her put her dress back in place. She was still sobbing like mad, but Albus managed to get her to a sitting position, and she cried into his shoulder.
"Shhhh. I'm here." Albus said soothingly
******************************* ******************************* Well, that was fun. Like I said, I don't know too much about the whole pregnancy thing, but I hope I got my point across.
I don't know how often authors tell you to review, quite often I would assume. But might you send me some more critical stuff? I am probably the worst writer with posted stories, and it's very shameful. Please, REVIEW!