Lucius Malfoy paced the grand drawing room of Malfoy Manor, each step a reminder of the intense pressure building in his abdomen. He grimaced, his breaths coming in short, sharp bursts as he struggled against the rising pain.

Severus Snape sat nearby, eyes sharp and focused on Lucius's discomfort. Draco Malfoy moved around the room, trying to manage his own unease while offering quiet support.

"Lucius, you need to sit down," Severus said firmly. "Constant movement won't help you right now."

"I can't stay still," Lucius growled, his voice taut. "I need to move, even if it's just a little."

Draco stepped in, placing a steadying hand on his father's shoulder. "Dad, you're only making things harder on yourself. Please, try to rest."

Lucius shot him a pained glance. "You don't know what this feels like. I can't just sit here."

Draco's shoulders sagged, but he held his ground. "I'm trying to help. We all are."

Severus moved closer, his tone both authoritative and supportive. "We need to keep you calm and steady. If you keep pushing, it will only complicate things."

"I don't need a lecture!" Lucius snapped, his voice cracking with a fresh wave of pain. "I need Harry! Where is he?"

Severus exchanged a concerned look with Draco. "We've contacted him. He's still at work, but we're doing everything to get him here quickly."

As another contraction hit, more intense than the last, Lucius gasped and nearly crumpled. Draco rushed to his side, guiding him to a nearby sofa. Lucius sank onto it, gripping Draco's arm as he fought to catch his breath.

"I can't take this much longer," Lucius said through clenched teeth, his voice desperate. "It's unbearable. I need him now!"

Draco's eyes were filled with concern as he held his father's arm. "We're doing everything we can, Dad. Just hold on a bit longer."

Severus cast a few calming spells to ease Lucius's pain. "Focus on your breathing. We need to manage this as best as we can."

Lucius tried to follow Severus's advice, each breath a struggle against the pain. The tension in the room was palpable as everyone waited.

Then, the door flew open, and Harry Potter burst in, urgency in his stride. His eyes locked onto Lucius, and he moved quickly across the room.

"Lucius!" Harry's voice was a mix of relief and concern. "I'm here. Sorry for the delay."

Seeing Harry, Lucius's eyes filled with a combination of hope and exhaustion. He reached out, his voice barely a whisper. "Harry… I need you."

Harry's expression softened as he took Lucius's hand firmly. "I'm here now. We'll get through this."

With Harry's presence, Lucius's tense body relaxed slightly. The pain was still there, but Harry's calming presence provided a welcome respite. Lucius leaned on Harry, his breathing steadied as he focused on his partner's strength.

Harry stayed by Lucius's side, his hand a steady anchor. "You're doing great, Lucius. We're almost there."

With Harry beside him, Lucius found a small measure of relief. The pain continued, but the presence of his partner made it more bearable. Severus and Draco remained close, their support unwavering as they prepared for the final stages.

The hours passed, but with Harry's steady support, Lucius endured, waiting for the moment that would change their lives forever.