Ok so far I have gotten 4 reviews on this. Thank you for your feedback. Now is the part of the story where the friends' lives start to become overwhelming.

Chapter 4 Crisis

They were all at St. Mungo's and Luna had been passed out for at least four hours now. Neville came out of the room with his head in his hands crying his eyes out. Hermione immediately thought the worst had happened. That's when she started balling along with Ginny, Hannah, and Cho.

Neville could feel his knees starting to shake and wobble. He started to fall and Harry grabbed him. "Neville you are a strong man," Harry whispered "you will get through this. Is she alright?" Neville just shook his head and couldn't say anything. Harry started talking again but Neville wasn't paying attention. He started thinking of the first time he met Luna.

It was the beginning of his fifth year and her fourth. They had climbed onto the same carriage along with Harry, Ron, and Hermione headed to the castle from Hogsmead. The moon was full that night; he remembered how it made her blonde hair glow. In that moment he felt something in the pit of his stomach. Nothing painful or sickening just a funny feeling. He shrugged it off. When they got off the carriage he introduced himself.

"Hi I'm Neville. How was your ride on the train?"

"Oh, I'm Luna. It was nice except for the Nargles."

He looked puzzled and then noticed she was holding a Quibbler. "Really, well I see you read the Quibbler."

"Oh yes my father is the owner and publisher."

They kept talking the whole way to the Great Hall. She was sweet and very beautiful.

"Well I better go sit at my table. It was nice to meet you Neville maybe we will get to talk more later." She skipped off and all he could do was watch her and smile.

"Harry I don't know what I will do if I lose her. I can't lose her. I need her. SHE CAN'T DIE!" he screamed. Harry was really the closest friend he had and the fact that he was there meant so much to Neville. "My daughters have to have their mother." At this point Harry thought it best they go outside and get some air.

"We'll be back in a few minutes. Ron if anything changes come get us. Ladies if you would please go back to the manor, you all need rest." Harry said to them.

"Harry James Potter! If you think I am going anywhere you are wrong. That is my friend in there and I am staying here for her and that is the end of it." Ginny was glaring at him so hard he felt the hole boring into his chest.

"Ginny sweetheart, please none of us needs the rest of you getting so worked up that you are all having your babies early. Please go home you need to rest." Harry pleaded with her. His eyes were filling with tears at this point. She finally gave in.

"I love you Gin."

"I love you Harry."

Just then George showed up. "Mum wanted me to check and see how things were. Is she ok?"

Hermione piped up, "She is asleep."

"And the girls are they alright?" George asked. He had this look on his face as if it were his wife in there.

"We will be back shortly." Harry announce again. Then he whispered to George "Make Gin go home, please." George nodded.

Harry and Neville headed outside. "So how are the girls?" George asked again.

"They are beautiful. Alice Nymphadora and Francis Minerva are doing just fine." Ron said. "Healthy as can be but the doctor's can't understand what happened. Luna is still out of it and has been that way for a while."

George looked at Ginny, Hermione, Hannah, and Cho. They were all ready to have their children and didn't need this stress right now. Their eyes were bloodshot and their noses were running. "Ladies if you will please sit down while I speak with your husbands." George crooned. He had grown a lot after the war and the loss of his brother Fred. He was different than he once was. He didn't pull as many pranks as he use to.

"Ok," George started, "We are going to take shifts. Seamus and Dean you go back to the manor with the girls and Harry, Ron, and I will stay here till midnight." Ron, Seamus, and Dean were looking at George in shock. He had never taken the lead before.

"Right, if anything changes send us an Owl." Dean said.

"Will do." George said. By the time Harry and Neville got back to the hall the only ones there were George and Ron.

Neville looked so horrid like he had been up for days. "I want to see Alice and Francis." he said. "I will go with you." said George. They walked down the hall. George had his arm around Neville's shoulder. Neville's head was in his hands.