Chapter 15: Loosing Marius/Birth of Amadeo

Viktoria sat up in bed as she felt pain and sat up in bed and turned on the lights, it was merely nine. She immediately through off the covers and looked down at all the blood in her bed and her eyes widened in terror as tears came to her eyes and she got out of bed and grabbed her wand. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate as she apparated to St. Mungos. Immediately several Healers walked over at the sight of all the blood, no one asked her what was wrong for it was fairly obvious as Viktoria started to sob.

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Dumbledore knocked on the door of Severus' office. A few moments later Severus opened the door. "Headmaster, what brings you here at this hour?" Severus asked as he stared at Dumbledore. It was nearly midnight. Severus was up grading papers, something that always seemed to put him in a bad mood. He didn't understand what children found so difficult about writing an essay. All the information they needed was already provided for them in the book, all they had to do was write the bloody essay.

"Severus I'm afraid that what I have to tell you isn't the best of news. It's Viktoria, she's in St. Mungos," Dumbledore said gravely as he looked at Severus whose face immediately went pale. Severus had been in a particularly good mood lately and Dumbledore knew that it was because he was excited about the fact that he was going to have a baby boy. He'd quite recently received the news, and it seemed to him that nothing could make him happier.

"Is she okay? Is the baby okay?" he asked as he stared at the Dumbledore who merely stared at him, not knowing what to say to him. Severus ran a hand through his hair.

"I have to go, I have to be with her," he said as he walked into his office and put on his cloak.

"Or course. Take off as much time as you need Severus," Dumbledore said as the young man came back with his cloak on.

"Thank you," Severus said as he rushed out closing the door behind himself and making his way out of the castle as fast as he could.

Severus walked in through the doors of St. Mungos and walked straight up to the front desk were a very sleepy Welcome Witch sat. "I'm looking for my wife, Viktoria Snape," Severus said as he stared at the Witch.

'Severus,' the letters glowed before him and he turned around and looked around until he spotted her slowly walking over to him. She was wearing a big black t-shirt and black joggers, clearly something that they'd provided for her for it was so big on her, her thin body was lost in it. Her eyes were puffy with tears and her face stained with them. She had her arms holding her sides, hugging her stomach.

Severus rushed up to her and through his arms around her. She put her arms around his neck and buried her face in his shoulder as she clung to him tight. She sobbed as she held onto him. "I lost the baby Severus, I lost Marius," she whispered as she sobbed into his neck. Severus clung to her tight as he could feel tears welling up in his own eyes. He took in a deep breath and forced the tears away. It hurt so much to lose his first child before he was born, but he had to be the strong one.

"It will all be okay," he said, keeping out the pain from his voice. He held on very tight to her and tried his best to keep her body from shaking, but she continued to cry. It hurt him to lose his son; he couldn't imagine what it felt for her. After all, the child was part of her. She'd been connected to the baby in a way that he wasn't and would never be. And she'd so been looking forward to having Marius around at home. After all Viktoria had always loved children and having one of her own was certainly something that she was looking forward to in their marriage.

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Sirius sat in an armchair, tilting it back on its hind legs in the kitchen. Before him was the March edition of the Quibbler, something that Tonks had brought by for him the other day, it had Harry's version of everything that happened at the end of the Quidditch World cup and how he'd witnessed the Dark Lords return. He'd just finished reading the article when a house elf came running into the room.

It was wearing a black pillowcase with a large silver P stitched onto the pillowcase, it was the uniform of the Prince House elves. It was one of the two Prince house elves that Severus had asked his mother's family to borrow while Viktoria was pregnant, to prevent what happened last time from happening again. It was needed for neither one of them could be there for Viktoria all the time. Sirius had to admit that it was quite... nice of him, considering the fact that it wasn't his child.

"Viktoria is in labor," the house elf said in perfect English as he looked up at Sirius with a disdainful look. The Prince house elves were the only one's Sirius had ever met who spoke English properly or looked down on wizards. Then again the Prince family was one of the eldest pure-blood families in the wizarding world, the name went as far back as the age of the four founders of Hogwarts. Not only that but all the Prince house elves, twelve in total, belonged to an old bitter woman, Snape's aunt. She only lent them to him because he was her favorite nephew, despite the fact that he was only a half blood.

"How long has she been in labor?" Sirius asked as he immediately stood up. The house elf sighed.

"She's already dilating. Take my hand and I shall have you there in no time," the house elf said, though it seemed that he would rather not have his hand touched by Sirius. Under Severus' orders the house elves were not to speak a single word about anything they saw or did under the orders of Severus and Viktoria to Snape's aunt. The two elves were to take orders from both Severus and Viktoria, but they would not listen to Sirius at all, which wasn't very surprising.

Sirius took his hand and all of a sudden he was standing in Viktorias room. She was laying in bed, leaning back against the head board propped up by pillows. Her legs were open, her hair in a loose bun. She was wearing a gown, the kind they use in hospitals and her legs were spread and the other house elf was already in position to receive the child when it was ready to come. As soon as they arrived the house elf let go of his hand to finish the preparations as Sirius immediately walked over to Viktorias side.

"How are you?" he said as he stared at her adoringly. She looked over at him, she was a little sweaty and her face showed the pains of labor as she tried to breath, but she tried her best to smile at him.

'Great,' the green letters appeared before him just before she started to yell in pain from a contraction.

"Misses contractions are less then a minute apart. It won't be long now," said the house elf that was staring at Viktoria to see how far along her dilating was coming. Sirius held her hand and kissed the top of Viktoria's hand.

"Have you told Severus?" Sirius suddenly asked as he looked over at Viktoria. Viktoria squinted in pain as another contraction came.

'He didn't want to know when the baby was born, but he said he'd drop by eventually. But I doubt he will today,' the words glowed before him.

"It's time Misses. You must push," the house elf said as it inched forward and placed its hands on Viktoria knees. Viktoria pushed and groaned as she did so. She lay back on the pillows to take in air, her breathing was very heavy as all women in labor. "Push harder Misses," the elf said as Viktoria pushed once more. "I could see the child's dark hair, just one or more big ones," the house elf said. Viktoria pushed once more a push that lasted a while, before she lay back and panted.

The other house elf walked over with a towel and took the baby in its arms as the other cut the umbilical cord. As soon as the baby was free the house elf took it away to a warm bath of water and quickly cleaned it up and fixed the belly button before walking over with the baby wrapped in clean blankets and handing the wailing child to Viktoria. "Hi sweetie," Viktoria said as she looked down at the baby, which stopped crying as soon as he heard Viktoria's voice. Sirius stared at Viktoria, he'd never before heard her speak, and her voice was the most beautiful thing he'd ever heard. Not even the song of a phoenix compared. "Aren't you the most beautiful little guy in this world," she said as she looked at its sparkling amber eyes.

"He has your beautiful eyes," Sirius said as he leaned over Viktoria to stare at his son. Viktoria smiled as she looked over at Sirius. At the moment she didn't care about the effect her voice might have on anyone. It was the birth of her son and it was so special occasion that she felt that the curse could give her a break. Besides, to a child her voice was simply beautiful music to them, nothing more. It wouldn't ensnare them the way that it would to older men, as children are innocent and pure.

"Yes but everything else he got from his father," she said as she held him and looked over at Sirius. For a moment she thought of Severus and of their lost child and she could feel a tear slowly slip down her cheek as she turned her watery gaze to her baby boy and smiled. "I know just what to call you baby boy, Amadeo, because someone must love you very much to have you safely here in my arms. Do you like it Sirius?"

"It's a wonderful name," Sirius said as he looked over at her. She handed the baby over to Sirius and watched him as he took his boy in his arms. "He's so tiny," Sirius said as he looked at the small hands and grabbed one of the teeny tiny hands in his own. "Your mum and dad's little boy and nothing will ever hurt you," he said as he stared at his child with beaming eyes as Amadeo slowly closed his little eyes. Apparently the labor had been hard on him too.

"He certainly is a little miracle," Viktoria said as the house elves hurried around and cleaned everything. Sirius looked over at her and smiled. She loved the sight of Sirius, sitting there with their child in his arms. It seemed like the world, with its oncoming war was coming to a stop, just for the birth of Amadeo.

TBC…