She felt herself smile but it only lasted briefly as another wave of crippling pain engulfed her entire body, it was worse than being tortured, it was the worst pain she had ever experienced and she couldn't breathe. She felt something change inside her, she suddenly felt all the weight of her stomach drop down, moving downwards inside her.
She screamed as it happened, she felt Draco tense as his hands on her stomach clearly felt it. "Oh god" he muttered into her shoulder but her mind was white with pain. She didn't even stop him as she felt his hand move between her thighs. She threw her head back onto his chest and screamed as she felt him gentle touching her. The pain subsided briefly and she gasped for breath, "What are doing?" her voice whimpered as his hand became the only source of her pain. He grimaced as he felt it, he felt her whimper at his touch but he knew she would have to deal with something much larger than his hand very shortly. "
I'm sorry" he soothed into her hair as she writhed against his hand "I can feel it…him" she froze for a moment as a cold sick feeling spread through her. "It started no more than 10 minutes ago, that's not possible" she sounded as terrified as he felt at that moment but he wouldn't let her know that. "Fumri" he spoke loudly and the little elf appeared. His eyes widened at the sight in front of him. Had she not been so scared she would have been embarrassed, laid there naked on the floor, using Malfoy as a chair.
He spoke calmly but firmly "Take my key from my cloak, go and find Madam Pomfrey immediately and bring her here. Then go and find Ginerva Weasley and bring her here also." He paused for a split second, looking down at her laid naked on him, before adding, "If she brings Potter, he is to wait in the living room. He is not under any circumstances to enter this room until I say so." By the time he looked up the little elf had gone.
"Right" he moved his attention to her as she gasped to catch her breath, "Shall we try to move you to the bed?" Another wave of excruciating pain hit her as she screamed and writhed backwards into him, he held her firmly, rubbing soothing circles once more. He felt the colour drain from his face as he felt it moving again, pushing downwards inside her, she whimpered. "I don't think.." she yelped again as he moved his hand back between her legs. He shook his head and spoke gently into her shoulder as he planted a soft kiss, he could feel it happening.
"No… I think we're too close to move you aren't we?" he didn't expect a response and he didn't get one, she let out a sob in a mixture of fear and pain. He could feel her muscles tense before he heard her scream, it was too close together, it was happening fast, she shrieked and drover her nails into his thighs bellow her. He was sure she'd drawn blood but he didn't care, he held his hand gently against her, in between high thighs as she writhed against him. He gently dipped in and she felt him gulp as the pain subsided briefly "What?" she asked between gasping breaths.
He rested his chin on her collar bone as he took her weight against him. His voice was barely a whisper "He's here" he whispered as the most crippling pain she'd felt so far spread through her, with a shriek she felt it happen. His waiting palm filled, with warm, wet, weight. He felt his heart stop momentarily as he looked down watching her writhe in agony as he gently caught the most amazing thing he'd ever seen in his hands.
He felt her sigh as she relaxed into him, he stayed still for a second with no idea what to do until he heard it, they both heard it, the muffled cry. Instinctively he lifted his arms and brought him back towards them gently laying him down on her. He had to remind himself to breathe as he watched her arms wrap around his tiny son and he held them both, their weight in his arms. He gulped as he watched her nuzzle into the tiny boy, he brought his chin down to rest on her neck, placing gently kisses to it as he starred down at his son. "Well done" he muttered to her as he felt her squeeze his arm gently. It was the most perfect moment of his life.
Suddenly she tensed again, screaming as she felt pain rip through her body for a second time. He froze, he'd been terrified from the moment this started that he could lose her, or both of them. He knew how dangerous this all was. She shrieked as he braced himself taking her weight once more. Without warning the door flew open and Madam Pomfrey came running in with Ginny close at her heels. Harry who had been stood a few feet back from the doorway paled as he caught an unwanted glimpse of the scene. He flushed red, then looked as though he may faint, then nodded to Malfoy before turning and running back out of the door. No doubt to come to terms with the reality of what he had just seen.
Ginny looked startled for a moment but brushed it off, no matter how angry she had been the sight of him there terrified, with a pain soaked Hermione and a crying baby in his arms, she couldn't help to admire what they must have just gone through together.
Madam Pomfrey moved down in front of Hermione as she parted her legs, ushering Draco to move his hand and let her inspect. "Where does it hurt my dear" she spoke calmly but was met with a frantic scream.. "Everywhere!"
She writhed back into Draco's terrified arms. He shook himself into action collecting himself. "Ginny" she snapped her attention to him as he held his arms up with his son "Take him please" his voice did not in any way convey the terror he felt coursing through his body. She immediately picked up the tiny baby, taking a little blanket from Madam Pomfrey's bag and trying to wrap it around him. She didn't have the most experience handling babies but she was the only one with free hands. As soon as she'd wrapped him he settled into her chest looking up at her amidst the screams from the other side of the room. She smiled to herself, he had Draco's pale eyes.
"What's happening?" He shot a look of terror as his chin rested in the crook of Hermione's writhing neck.
Madam Pomfrey smiled, "It should be easier this time my dear just push through it, there's another one." Had he not been solely supporting her weight he would have felt faint. He braced himself, gently kissing her neck and rubbing soothing circles into her stomach once again. He felt it, felt it moving down the same as before, she was right there was another. It happened even faster than before, his gentle words of encouragement soothed her tears as he watched her writhe.
He didn't know what he was thinking as he moved his hand back down between her thighs, he felt her digging her nails into him as she screamed, it was instinctive, he couldn't stop himself, he rested his palm against her as he had the first time. Madam Pomfrey looked confused but then seemed to realise and let him intervene. She nodded over at him as he felt the same wet hot weight filling his palm, he felt her writing into him as he lifted the tiny child from her and brought it up to lay on her chest. He held them both as they heard the first cry, for the second time that evening.