* Repeating history *

She was rereading her speech for the Wizengamot for the fifth time that day when Rose's head appeared in the fireplace. She was confused and a bit worried as she had explicity told her children not to use that fireplace to contact her unless it was for extreme urgencies. Nevertheless, there were times when the kids and even Ron floo-called her for some "urgencies".
"Rose! How many times did I tell you not to...?" she started in an exasperated tone before her 20-year-old daughter cut her in. She looked worried and her tone really worried Hermione.
"It's Belle, mom. Something's wrong with her." Rose said as they heard a scream. Rose's head disappeared for a second. "You should come now. There's blood and she's screaming so much!" a panic tone in her daughter's voice made Hermione leave the speech on her desk quickly. She recognized that type of screaming, and with what Rose just told her, she knew exactly what was going on with her first born. She went and opened the door of her office and poked her head out to see her assistant, Ethel, sat at her desk.
"Ethel, cancel every meeting and appointment I have today. I have to leave immediately." Hermione informed her. Ethel looked at her, confused.
"But... minister... you have the Wizengamot in half an hour." she stammered.
"I know. Cancel that too. Something extremely urgent came up and I have to leave immediately. I'll take the floo from my office. Thanks, Ethel." Hermione said, then she got back inside, closed the door and walked to the fireplace. "Rose, dear: try to keep your sister calm. I'm on my way." she said. She stepped into the fireplace and shouted her daughter's home address. She was greeted by a very pale Rose and a very distraught Belle who was laying on the couch, clutching her hands on her stomach, hysterically crying. Hermione went to them immediately and hugged her girls.
"Scorp and I came to pick up the girls for the day when we found Belle here crying. I didn't know what to do so I called you." Rose told her. Hermione nodded and held Belle as she cried.
"Where are the girls?" she asked.
"Scorp took them home with Hugo. I called Adam to his office, but his assitant said he was in an important meeting and that she would tell him to call back. I just..." said a very panicky Rose. Hermione took a deep breathe.
"OK. Help me me take your sister to the fireplace. I'm taking her to St. Mungo's. Owl your father to tell him and call Adam to tell him where we are going." Hermione said as she helped Belle up from the couch.
"M-Mom... i-it... hurts." Belle cried. Hermione held her tight and kissed her head.
"It's gonna be fine, baby girl. We're going to St. Mungo's now." she said, closing her eyes tightly to prevent tears from coming down her face. She knew her daughter's pain. She knew what she was going through. She had to act fast.
As soon as they had gotten to the hospital, Hermione screamed for help while her daughter fell down on her knees and screamed of pain. Healers took her to a room immeadiately, leaving Hermione alone in the waiting room. She heard her daughter scream and Hermione couldn't help but burst into tears. She had gone through that. Seven times, to be precise. One more painful than the previous one. She remembered them all vividly as if they all had been yesterday.
The first one as a month after her and Ron had gotten engaged during a Sunday brunch at The Burrow. She'd never forget the extreme pain in her stomach, the torrents of blood coming down her dress, and Ron's worried and distraught look on his face when he had realized what was happening and the fact that he couldn't do anything to help her.
The second one was three months after their honeymoon. She was taking a morning shower before heading to work when she started having bad cramps in her stomach. She then felt cold water running through her legs until she had realized that the water was red tainted and a small lump was floating in it. She was heartbroken. She didn't even know she was having a baby.
The third time happened while she was asleep one night in January. She had really bad cramps that wouldn't let her sleep. Ron noticed the sheets were wet and that's when they both realised they were loosing another child.
The fourth time it happened, Ron was in a mission. They had found out about the pregnancy a few days before he had left. He had been gone for three days now and she was waking up to very sharp pains in her stomach. She knew them. She knew them well and she couldn't help but bursting into tears. This time it was quick, before her daughter had woken up, but it didn't mean it wasn't more painful.
The next two times were after Rose was born: one after Rose's first birthday; the other one before Christmas. Both times were at night and at home. Both times were equally painful.
The last time was after Hugo turned 5. They hadn't even been trying. It happened, and although they had said they didn't want so many children, they were happy. She was at work this time when she felt pain in her stomach and passed out because of it. When she woke up, Ron was sitting by her side, his eyes red and puffy. She knew it when she saw him.
She wiped her tears away and sighed. She couldn't hear her daughter crying anymore. Instead, she saw the healer coming out of ther room, Belle's husband approaching to the room and crying at the words the healer was saying to him. He disappeared into the room moments later and Hermione allowed herself to cry again.
"Hermione, love, what happened? Is she alright?" Ron asked, kneeling down in front of her as he held her hands. Hermione just shook her head and cried harder. Ron sighed. He knew. He could tell. And he was distraught. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. "She's gonna get through this, just like we did. She's strong just like you, love. She's gonna be alright." he whispered in her ear as tears fell down his cheeks. He couldn't believe what was happening to his child. He couldn't believe history was repeating itself in his daughter and that he couldn't do anything to prevent it. Only thing he could do is be there for Belle and his family, talk to them about what they had gone through, share his and Hermione's own experience, and maybe that would help his little princess to heal.