Written For:
- Day 37 of 366 Days of Writing Challenge: Fate
- Deck of Cards Club: 5 of Diamond: (challenge) Write about the birth of a child, (prompts): (word) joy, (word) family
- Writing Prompt Club: birthday
Pairings/Characters: Walburga/Orion
Word Count: 209
Happy Birthday, Regulus
How unfair, it's just our luck, found something real that's out of touch.
Orion clutched his wife's clammy hand as she forced her body through the last painful jolts of childbirth. There was a determined look in her dark eyes, much more so than when she had gone into labour with Sirius. Back then, she had been afraid. Orion had never seen his wife so vulnerable as he had when she gave birth to Sirius.
He hoped beyond hope that Walburga would connect with her new son. It was sad, but she had just never bonded properly with Sirius. Orion had seen the disappointment in her eyes as soon as Sirius had been handed to her.
Walburga gave one last, ear-splitting screech, and Regulus Black was born. He was whisked away and wiped clean, whilst Walburga laid back on her bed, panting heavily. Finally, the little blue bundle of joy was handed to his mother, and Orion pressed a kiss to his wife's head. She looked happy—there were tears glistening in the corners of her eyes, and she was wearing a rare smile. It seemed as though fate was finally leading them down a pleasant path.
"Happy birthday, son," he whispered.
Finally, their family was complete.
