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Chapter 27
Three weeks later, they were all in the garden out back, enjoying the evening sunshine and perfect, clear weather. Harry and Ron were practicing Quidditch, Hermione and Abbey were picking flowers, and Draco was watching all of this from a bench. He found his eyes moving often to Abbey, though he did not know why.
Abbey was chatting airily to Hermione, in her left hand a bouquet of flowers. But suddenly she gave a sharp gasp and the flowers dropped from her hand. They both flew to her stomach and grasped it.
"Whoa!" Abbey said, breathing heavily. Everyone's eyes were now on her, anxious. "I'm alright!" Abbey assured them.
"Are you sure?" Hermione asked, frowning. Abbey nodded and they continued their conversation.
But a few minutes later, Abbey doubled over, wincing in pain. She gritted her teeth and shut her eyes tightly.
"I--I think this is it," she muttered. Hermione's eyes widened and she dropped her own bouquet of flowers.
"Guys!" she cried, waving her arms to get the others' attention, "Guys, this is it! Abbey's going into labor!"
Harry and Ron froze in the middle of their Quidditch. Draco stood up, his eyes wide and mouth open.
"Really?" Ron asked, his arm still outstretched in an attempt to get the quaffle out of Harry's grasp.
"Yes!" Hermione snapped impatiently, "Now hurry up! We have to get her to St. Mungo's!"
Draco ran over and watched Abbey double up as another contraction hit her.
"I'll take her," he said quickly to Hermione, "You guys can meet us there." Hermione gazed silently at Draco for a moment, questioning whether he should take Abbey instead of her.
"I don't care who takes me!" Abbey muttered, wincing, "Just get me there now!" Hermione didn't hesitate. She ran over towards Ron and Harry, who were dismounting their brooms.
"What do we do? What do we do?" Abbey heard Ron cry anxiously.
"Well, calm down for one thing!" Hermione scolded, "Then we just follow them to St. Mungo's. C'mon!"
By that time Draco was hastily guiding Abbey back inside the house. He then bounded upstairs and grabbed the suitcase Abbey had packed for the hospital.
When he arrived back downstairs, Abbey was having another contraction. She was breathing heavily, her face screwed up in pain.
"Alright, we can go now!" he said anxiously. Abbey nodded and with loud popping noises, they had both dissaparated.
They apparated in front of the doors of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. Abbey ran inside, clutching her stomach. Draco followed, the suitcase in his hand.
By the time he got inside, Abbey was already in a wheelchair and being pushed away by a nurse.
As he attempted to follow, another nurse stepped in front of him, blocking his way.
"You'll have to put these on first," the nurse said sweetly, shoving medical robes in Draco's arms. "I'll take that for you," she added, taking the suitcase from him.
When Draco had pulled the robes on the nurse led him down a corridor and to a delivery room.
She left him there, and he entered. He found Abbey sitting up in a hospital bed, her face screwed up in pain again.
"They haven't given you anything yet?" he asked, sitting down in a chair by the bed. Abbey shook her head, unable to speak at the moment. Draco looked down at Abbey's hand gripping the railing on the bed and saw that her knuckles were white because she was holding it so tight. A few minutes later the nurse that had wheeled Abbey away rushed into the room, holding a goblet of a dark blue potion.
"Here, this'll make the pain stop," she said, handing the goblet to Abbey. Abbey snatched it eagerly and gulped it down. It seemed to work instantly, because Abbey's face relaxed and she seemed to feel much better.
I know this is a bad place to leave off for a while, but I'm sorry! I'll try to update before I leave, but no guarantees. :( Thanks for reading, and I hope you liked it!
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