In happened so quickly he hardly had time to comprehend. One moment he was playing with his son, enjoying a Saturday morning with his family and then all of a sudden Ginny is collasping to the floor. Fear swept through him as he saw her holding her stomach, wincing in pain. He had never felt this scared in his entire life, not even when he was fighting in the war.

Draco reached her as fast as he could, wrapping his arms around her and carrying her to the bed. As he laid her down he realized she must have passed out at some point and panic began to set in. He turned to Luke, who stood frozen staring at his unconcious mother.

"Luke, I need you to floo to the Burrow and tell your Grandparents to meet me at St. Mungo's. I'm going to apparate Ginny there right now. Do you think you can do that?"

Luke looked from his father to his unmoving mother, holding back tears and nodded in response. Draco picked Ginny up, preparing for apparation.

"It's going to be okay, Luke don't worry," he said but the words sounded empty even to his own ears.

With that he apparated to the wizarding hospital, praying all the while that Ginny and the baby were all right. The first thing he noticed when the doctors placed her on a bed and began rolling her away from him was the blood. How had he missed it before? There was so much of it. He stood in the hallway watching her disappear, hoping beyond hope that it wasn't as bad as it looked.

He sank down in the waiting room chair, his head resting in his hands. Things were finally going right for a change. They were happy, they were a family. They were getting married, they were having a baby. Why did things have to go so wrong? The image of her unconcious form was haunting him, he kept replaying the scene over and over again in his mind.

He was interrupted from his thoughts when he felt a comforting arm wrap around him. He glanced to his side to see Mrs. Weasley sitting next to him. She looked as though she were having a hard time keeping it together as well, but she was trying to be strong. Draco appreciated her presence. He noticed the waiting room was now filled with Weasleys. He began searching for his blonde headed son in the crowd of red.

"He's at the house with Hermione," Mrs. Weasley said reading his thoughts, "I thought it might be best if he weren't here."

Draco nodded in agreement. The memory of Luke's fearful face flashed through his mind. He was trying to be strong, but Draco could tell it was all he could do to keep it together. He was extremely mature for a five year old, but some things are too much for any child to handle.

"Tell me what happened?" Mrs. Weasley asked quietly.

Draco sighed deeply, not even sure if he knew what had happened.

"She was just walking to the bathroom when suddenly she collapsed on the floor. When I looked up she was on the floor, her hand covering...covering her belly," he faltered, "Then she passed out and I got her here as quickly as I could."

Tears were threating to spill from his eyes, but he was determined to keep them from falling. There was a deep pain spreading through his throat as he attempted to keep the sobs back.

"There was blood...so much blood," he said choking.

Mrs. Weasley embraced him, pulling him into a hug. For once in his life, he was actually relieved to feel her arms envelop him.

"Mr. Malfoy"

Draco pulled away from Mrs. Weasley to look up at the healer. He motioned for Draco to follow him, so he obediently stood giving Mrs. Weasley a grim smile as he strode away. The healer took him into a small room, closing the door behind them. His face was sympathetic and Draco wasn't sure how to read him.

"Mr. Malfoy, I'm Dr. Collins, your wife's healer," he said.

"Is she alright?" Draco asked, not wasting any time.

"She is experiencing the early signs of placenta previa. The placenta surrounds the womb, protecting the baby during pregnancy but sometimes it can form improperly. In Ginny's case it is forming around her cervix."

He paused here to make sure that Draco understood what he was saying.

"So what does this mean?" Draco asked.

"Well, since we caught it fairly early into her pregnancy she should be fine."

Draco let out a breath he didn't even realize he had been holding.

"But what about all the blood? And her passing out?"

"Bleeding out is a side affect of the placenta previa, as is cramping. She passed out because she lost a large amount of blood. We are giving her a blood transfusion right now, and she is doing well."

"What caused this?" Draco asked.

"A number of things can cause placenta previa. Carrying more than one child increases the chances of developing it, which is most likely a factor in Ginny's case."

"What do you mean more than one child?"

"Ginny is carrying twins," the healer replied, "You didn't know this?"

"No, we haven't even been in for our first check-up yet," Draco replied, shocked by the news.

The healer chuckled at the look on Draco's face.

"Sorry to dump it on you like this, but yes you will be having twins," he added.

"On a more serious note, you need to realize that placenta previa does complicate the pregnancy. We will need to moniter Ginny very closely, and it is highly probable that she will experience premature labor. The babies will have to be delivered by c-section because of the placenta blockage on her cervix, but assuming all goes according to plan both Ginny and the babies will be fine."

Draco smiled in relief. Even though he didn't want to admit it, he had immediately thought the worst. The moment they wheeled her away from him and he saw the blood, he was certain that something was terribly terribly wrong. He thought he was going to lose her, and hearing this news from the healer made him want to do a little dance.

It took all of his self-control not to hug the man standing before him. Instead he settled for shaking his hand once more.

"Thank you, doctor," he said, "Can I see her now?"

"Certainly," he said leading him out of the small room.

The moment he walked out, tons of redheads looked towards him expectantly. Draco smiled in response, and a collective sigh echoed throughout the waiting room.

"She's going to be okay," he announced, "And we're having twins!"

He was met by many shocked eyes, and he couldn't help but laugh at their surprise. He would have stayed to elaborate, but he very much wanted to be with Ginny. He followed the healer to her room, and as soon as he spotted her lying in the bed he was overcome with the urge to wrap his arms around her frail form.

"She's going to be very tired from the blood loss," the Healer said softly, "The best thing for her right now is rest."

Draco nodded in understanding, keeping his eyes locked onto his sleeping beauty.

"I wont wake her, I just want to be with her," Draco said.

The healer took this as his que to exit, and Draco gave him a nod of appreciation as he left the room. Draco approached the bed slowly and quietly, not wanting to disturb her. She looked so peaceful, and the painful expression he had last seen on her face was replaced with gentle smile. Her hands were still resting on her belly, and he placed his own hand over top of hers.

He just wanted to be with her, for her to know she was not alone. They had been through a lot today, both of them. He knew Ginny had experienced all kinds of pain and emotions in these last several hours, and he certainly had never been more scared in his entire life. The thought of losing her was unbearable.

He climbed into the bed beside her, wrapping his arms around her like he had been wanting to do for some time now. She stired in her sleep, turning into his warm body but she didn't wake. Draco kissed her temple and stroked her cheek lovingly.

"I love you so much," he muttered before drifting off to sleep aswell.