A Marriage Law
A/N: This is always done,I know. But give this a try (:
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Chapter Fourteen: Silence and Sorrow
Hermione ran through the halls of the pristine white hospital, Draco following her. Harry was ahead of her, sprinting. They stopped short in front of the reception desk.
"Ginevra Potter." shouted Harry, tapping on the desk. The harried looking secretary jumped.
"Mrs. Potter is in the maternity ward. Level C, room 111." replied the lady quickly. The group of three practically sprinted to the elevator. Well, Harry sprinted. Hermione jogged as quickly as she could and Draco helped her. The stood in and pressed the buttons. It was agonizingly slow.
"Excuse me! I'm looking for my wife, Ginny Potter?" gasped Harry, catching his breath.
"Sir, I'm sorry. But Ms. Potter is currently-"
"Harry Potter? You're Ginevra's husband? I think you need to come with me." interrupted a Doctor. Harry grabbed Hermione's hand and dragged her with him. She sent Draco an apologetic glance. He returned it with a look of understanding.
"Ma'am?"
"She's my best friend and the Godmother." explained Harry quickly. Hermione's heart swelled. The Doctor nodded.
"To start I'm Dr. Mathers, and I will be with Ginny for the remainder of the time."
"The remainder of the time? All she did was fall!"
"You see, the fall may have induced labor. The problem is, is that the babies will be almost two months premature. At this point, they infants will survive. They will be very small though. It could potentially harm their health, unless they remain in the hospital until they are fully developed. We will finish the process with magic, of course. At this point the lungs and other major organs are fully developed." revealed the Doctor. Harry's heart almost stopped.
"And if she doesn't give birth right now?" probed Hermione.
"Well, we certainly are not going to induce labor until absolutely necessary. But of course, not giving birth means she will need to be with us for a few days then brought home. She will be on strict bed rest." said Dr. Mathers.
"But...what if she herself goes into labor?" asked Hermione logically.
"Then we'll do our best to make sure it goes smoothly." sighed Dr. Mathers.
"Do you think she will?" whispered Harry brokenly. The man sighed again.
"Professionally, I think it's more likely than her carrying out the pregnancy." revealed Mathers.
"Go to Ginny. I'll notify everyone." said Hermione, leaving his alone. She quickly went to a secluded area and sent a Patronus out. She returned to the waiting room, where Draco sat patiently.
"Ginny's going to be okay." started Hermione.
"Hermione!" shouted Harry, running into the waiting room. Mrs. Weasley stood up, along with Mr. Weasley. All of the Weasley's had gathered in the waiting room, along with Luna and Neville. Hermione looked up.
"Gin has to have the babies. Come on! Ron, you too!" Hermione stood up, suddenly nervous. She kissed Draco before hurrying out of the room.
"Harry, are you alright?" asked Hermione as they slowed to a walk. He shook his head and shrugged.
"How can I be?" replied Harry. "They'll be alright. They will."
"Harry, it's gonna be alright." said Ron firmly. Hermione, however much she wanted to deny it, had a bad feeling. They entered the birthing room. Ginny was on the bed, her red hair already matted down with sweat. Dr. Mathers sat in front of her.
"Wait!" said Dr. Mathers. He walked over to them and preformed a simple cleaning charm, to make sure they were sanitary.
"Ginny's ten centimeters, so it's time to push." explained the Doctor. Harry went over to his position next to the doctor. Hermione and Ron each took one of her hands.
"Good luck." smirked Hermione, in a playful manner. Ginny ignored it, too preoccupied with the pain. Ginny hissed as Dr. Mathers told her to push. It was a grueling process, but finally:
"Waah!" One of the twins screamed.
"J-James." whispered Harry, grabbing hold of the writhing infant.
"Alright Ginny, the baby is still coming out. Hold on one moment. NURSE!" screeched Mathers. A young blonde teetered in, and plucked James Sirius from Harry's arms.
"Doctor! Doctor! It hurts. Merlin it bloody hurts!" whimpered Ginny, curling up. The look on Dr. Mathers' face darkened as he rushed to the redhead.
"What's happening?"
"The baby's breeched. Dammit!" cursed the doctor. He pulled out his wand and began murmuring spells. Finally, after what seemed like hour the doctor pulled something out of Ginny. The second baby was born. The baby was silent. Dr. Mathers gave him a pat, and a scream filled the room.
"Jon-Jonathan." whispered Ginny, reaching for her baby. She smiled at him, cooing. Suddenly she screaming.
"What?" shouted Harry.
"Oh my god." gasped the nurse, reaching for the baby. He was blue!
"N-No! No! No! No!" sobbed Ginny as they ran out of the room with baby Jonathan.
"Mione, Mione please! Help him." sobbed Ginny. Harry stood, his face shocked, holding baby James. Ron went with them. Ginny held onto Hermione, crying.
"Babe, it'll be alright. Here, hold little James." whispered Harry, handing her the baby who was now sleeping. It calmed Ginny down a little bit.
"Mr. Potter? May I please speak with you?" asked Dr. Mathers, entering the room.
"It appears your son stopped breathing. He probably ingested fluids of some sort. We've put him in an incubator, on oxygen. Like Muggles because, lets face it, something magic cannot fix."
"Is he going to be okay?" whispered Harry. Dr. Mathers stayed quiet.
"I don't know. At this point, we can only pray and hope." sighed the doctor. Harry felt something inside him crumble. He stumbled into the room, where Ginny was half awake.
"Harry! What happened?" asked Hermione frantically.
"H-he's in an incubator on oxygen..." whispered Harry, falling into a chair. His head fell into his hands, as tears fell from his eyes.
"Harry, it'll be alright. Come, hold your new son." soothed Hermione. He looked at her, his green eyes smoldering.
"Mione...I don't think Jonathan is going to survive." whispered Harry, shifting his gaze to his son. James was snoozing, his little nose moving.
"Now, now. That's no way to think." said Hermione. "He'll be fine...I promise."
He looked at her sharply. "No, don't you dare make promises you cannot keep."
"It's one I can keep." replied Hermione firmly. She stood up and fled the room, toward the area where Jonathan was being kept. He looked so tiny. James had clocked in at 4 lbs 3 oz, while little Jonathan was only 3 lbs 6 oz. Hermione crept into the room and took a look at the baby. He was sleeping, a tube in his mouth. Hermione's heart sank as she looked at the little boy. She pulled out her wand and pointed it at the baby. She began to murmur healing spells.
"Hermione? Hermione. Mione!" called a voice. Hermione groggily opened her eyes. The blurry hospital room focused and she saw Harry looking down on her.
"Wha?" mumbled Hermione, sitting up and popping her back.
"The doctor's are going to be here in a minute with word on Jonathan. Plus, Draco is going bonkers!" laughed Harry. Hermione was startled by his laugh. She sat up, her own hand on her stomach. Suddenly a wave of nausea came over her. She hopped up and threw up in the nearby trash can.
"Morning sickness." mumbled Hermione, wiping her mouth. She cast the cleaning spell, before turning to everyone. Ginny was awake and tired looking. James was sleeping in a bassinet beside her.
"Is it good or bad that they're coming to talk about Jonathan?" asked Hermione. Ron shrugged and Ginny looked away.
"Both." said Harry, sinking into a chair. There was a knock on the door. Dr. Mathers walking in, his face was absolutely blank.
"How is Jonathan?" asked Ginny bluntly. Her face was worried as Harry went over to her, clasping their hands.
"Jonathan is...going to be fine." said the Doctor. A loud screech was heard. Ginny burst into happy tears, grabbing onto Harry.
"Oh my god." whispered Hermione, a mega watt smile on her face.
A/N: I'll admit, originally lil Jonathan was going to die. Then he was born...and I couldn't do it :( especially to Harry and Ginny! So instead I did this... :) So, thanks for the reviews :D
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