Chapter Four

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Dora could not remember a time when she had cried as much as she had done that night. She had been visiting her mother's house when the woman had regretfully informed her that her father had died. Murdered by Snatchers, no less.

Dora hadn't stopped crying since. In fact, she had cried so much that her stomach had begun to pain her, a sharp burst of pain every twenty minutes or so. She hadn't told Remus, not wanting to worry him over what she thought was nothing. Until, in the middle of the night, she realised that something was not right. This was not nothing.

The first true pain woke her from her sleep, bolting upright to clutch at her abdomen. It was like nothing she had felt before, it felt as if the pain were inside of her. Taking a moment to gather her thoughts, Dora's mind brought her to the man asleep next to her. She awkwardly turned to the side, clutching her full stomach protectively, and shook Remus by the shoulder.

"Remus." she whispered, gasping as another pain ran through her. "Remus!"

It took another moment, but at last, Remus began to stir. He moaned slightly, obviously annoyed at the fact he had been awoken, but he became fully aware of his surroundings as the woman beside him cried out in pain.

"Dora?" the man asked, running a hand through his hair as he bolted upright, his eyes full of fear at her condition. "Dora, what's going on?!"

"What does it look like?" the younger woman grunted, moaning in pain once again. For just a moment, Remus was silent, a puzzled look crossing his face, before the fear filled eyes widened to the size of Galleons.

"Oh, Merlin! Right, we can deal with this. We can definately deal with this. We have to get you to St. Mungo's right now, I'll pack you a bag. You'll need a change of clothes, a toothbrush, maybe a book to pass the time and-"

"Remus!" Dora exclaimed, her annoyance plain on her face when he finally turned to look at it.

"I'm just trying to help!" the man told his wife indignantly.

"You're not helping! You're panicking!" she retorted, her face contorting in pain, as she tried unsuccessfully to stifle another groan.

"Okay, I'm sorry!" Remus exclaimed, running his hands through his hair in stress, then remaining entirely still after he had done so. This caused Dora to sigh even through her pain.

"Remus, that doesn't mean stop completely." she pointed out, biting down hard on her lip in an attempt to numb the throbbing pain in the pit of her stomach.

"Right."

Thirty minutes later, and screams were echoing from within the maternity ward of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, and it was tearing through the silence as fiercely as it tore through Remus' heart.

The moment he had calmed slightly, the man had Flooed the pair of them to the hospital, where Nymphadora had been inside that tiny room for almost twenty five minutes, screaming and crying out while he sat powerless outside, the frustration mounting further and further with each noise that had escaped the crack under the door.

'Why am I not allowed to sit with my own wife, while she gives birth to our own children? This is utter madness!'

"Remus!" The voice was very familiar to the man, and he turned to see the source of it, as Andromeda sprinted down the corridor, at a pace so unlike her, it would almost have caused Remus to laugh, had the situation not been what it was.

"Hello…" the fatigued father to be began, but was cut off immediately by the fretting woman.

"Remus, what's happened? Is she alright? Has anything happened?" Andromeda did not even stop to greet the man before bombarding him with questions.

"I think she is, but I really don't know. They haven't come to tell me anything, but they still won't let me see her." Remus replied, in all honesty.

"Alright." the woman responded, casting a quick sympathetic glance at the desperate man before knocking on the door and entering it. Remus winced outwardly as the entrance to the room was opened, or more at the screams that had been amplified tenfold now that no piece of wood was dampening them down.

Just before Andromeda shut the door, Remus leapt to the side along with her, sneaking a peek around the oak as he did so. The moment the door closed, he wished that he had not done it.

Inside the room, his wife, his Dora, was screaming in agony delivering his children. Of course, he had known that from being sat outside for half an hour or more with nothing to do but listen, but the look on her face had been so pained, and so painful for him to see. Her hair had turned a violent shade of burgundy, a colour accompanying strong feelings of both pain and excitement in a Metamorphmagus, as Remus very well knew.

Then a thought struck him, and not at all for the first time. What if the children were like him? The couple had been offered a diagnostic spell at St. Mungo's when Dora had gone for her final scan, but they had turned it down, as she had wanted him to see the children before casting judgement upon them. Still, Remus was so anxious about the birth, and what would happen afterwards. What if he had made them like him, corrupted two innocent babies with a curse to bear for eternity?

In fact, the werewolf had been so preoccupied with his own crying mind that he had not noticed that the cries from within the room had ceased. It was only when the nurse came to fetch him from the corridor that the man actually realised how quiet the place was. The only sound was a small cry. Two small cries.

Upon entering the room, a huge smile lit up Remus's worry creased features. There, lying back and breathing heavily, was Nymphadora. Even with her hair, dull brown from exhaustion, plastered to her red, sweat drenched face, she was just as beautiful as she had ever been.

However, it was not really Dora that the man was looking at. His gaze was focused on the two bundles of blankets swaddled in his wife's arms, one blue and one pink.

"I'll leave you both alone." Andromeda said, kissing her daughter on the forehead before exiting the room, leaving the four of them alone. Remus immediately moved to his wife's bedside, settling down into the chair that his mother in law had just vacated.

"Um…" Remus began, uncharacteristically nervous. "Could I… please…?"

Somehow, Dora understood what the man was trying to say, and reached over to place the blue bundle in his waiting arms.

"They're amazing." Remus whispered, glancing back and forth between the bundle in his arms, his wife and the bundle in hers. "Really, both of them. And so are you."

"I couldn't have done it without you." Dora responded, a cheeky grin lighting up her tired looking face. "So… what do you think we should name them?"

"Well… why don't you select his name?" he suggested, indicating the bundle in his arms. "And then I'll select hers?"

"Alright. Well, then… I'd like to call him Theodore, after my dad." she began, a small tear surfacing in her eye. "Then Remus, after you. Theodore Remus."

"Lovely. Hmm, then I suppose… you wouldn't want to use the name Nymphadora, I assume?"

"Not a chance!" the woman replied in exclamation, a slight smile on her face as she did so.

"Well… what about Selena, after your sister? Then maybe Crystelle, after mine." The pair had never spoken much about their siblings, but it was true that both had once had a sister. Remus' elder sister had been killed by Fenrir Greyback, shortly after Remus himself had been bitten, as the vengeful werewolf had bitten too deep, while Dora's younger sister had died shortly after her birth.

"Yes. I'd like that." Dora replied, the tear slipping down her face, as an identical one did on Remus'. "Well, then, welcome to the family, you two. Teddy and Selena."

A/N: I know it's taken four chapters to actually get to the birth, but still. Just to clear things up, I wrote it in Remus' POV, because I wrote Tonks in the last one and I thought this might work better. Secondly, I know that neither Remus or Tonks had siblings, but they are only mentioned for the purpose of Selena's name. Please review, guys, so I know how I did.