Draco sat in the waiting room of the hospital his mind racing. He wondered to himself how this could possibly happen to him, to them. His mind was spinning his heart ached to the core. He pulled out his phone and looked at the picture of his unborn child on the screen and the tears began to fall. He softly began to sing to himself.
"You were just a Small Bump unborn, in Four months you're brought to life, You might be left with my hair, but you'll have your Mother's eyes, I'll hold your body in my hands be as gentle as I can, but for now you're scan of my unmade plans, Small bump four months you are brought to life." His voice cracked softly as he sang the song that reminded him so much of what was going on right now his hands shook as he continued on
"And ill whisper quietly, I'll give you nothing but truth, If you're not inside me, I'll put my future in you, you are my one, and only. You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight. You are my one, and only. You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight. And you'll be alright. "By now the nurses were all staring at him but he just didn't care his heart was breaking.
" You're just a small bump unknown; you'll grow into your skin. With a smile like hers and a dimple beneath your chin. Finger nails the size of a half grain of rice. And eyelids closed to be soon opened wide a small bump, in Four months you'll open your eyes. and I'll hold you tightly, and tell you nothing but truth, If you're not inside me, I'll put my future in you. You are my one, and only. And you can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight. You are my one, and only. You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight. And you'll be alright. And you can lie with me, with your tiny feet when your half asleep, I'll leave you be. Right in front of me for a couple weeks. So I can keep you safe. Because you are my one, and only. You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight. You are my one, and only. You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight. And you'll be alright." As he neared the end of the song his voice sank low and the tears nearly choked him.
"Cause you were just a small bump unborn for four months then torn from life. Maybe you were needed up there but we're still un-aware as why"His tears covered the floor and his sorrow clung to every corner of the room.