The Stars Above Us

Blame's On Me

It was in the middle of the night and Bella woke with someone shaking her. She opened her eyes to find Maisie sitting on the bed. "Sweetheart, what's the matter, baby girl?" "I feel sick." "Have you been sick?" She nodded slowly "Okay." Bella sat up, "Babe, wake up." Harry stirred "What's up?" "Maisie's been sick and I'm not feeling food either." "Are you okay?" "Not really." "What's up?" Harry got up, walking in his daughter's room with Bella behind him and stood in the hallway. Harry removed the covers from the duvet and looked over at Bella. He sorted the pillows and walked out of the bedroom and put them in the bathroom laundry basket "You okay sweetheart?" "I think I've got a bug or something." "Go and get the bucket from upstairs just in case." She nodded, walking upstairs, going in the bathroom, getting the third sick bucket, walking back downstairs.

She walked into the bedroom, putting it beside the bed. She grabbed her phone, calling her sister "Mmm, hello?" "Emma, it's me." "Bella, what's wrong, lovely?" "I don't feel well." "Is Harry with you?" "He's dealing with Maisie, she's been throwing up." "Oh bless her, how do you feel?" "I feel horrible. One of the hardest things about being a mother is when you're sick and your little girl is also sick. You can't get anything done because you are their comfort and their lifeline, but you also feel weak and you need rest, so you have to get your husband to take care of the both of you, but you also need to take care of her and yourself because she needs you." "Okay, sweetheart." Bella looked at Harry who was coming in the bedroom "Is everything okay?" "I feel shit." "I can tell." Emma hung up the phone "Are you sure you're okay?" She shook her head, curling up in bed, head on the pillows.

Harry got in bed with her "Are you feeling okay Harry?" "I can't fully explain it." "Are you feeling okay?" "I don't know." "Okay." Harry laid down and the blonde moved slightly to the other side of the bed and Harry let her fall asleep before he fell asleep himself.

It was hours later and it was 10am when Harry woke, and realised he was now becoming sick. He turned to Bella and moved closer to her as she got scared "Morning." "Good morning." "How do you feel Harry?" "I don't feel well." "Oh no, so we're all sick." "Apparently so, I haven't been sick yet as I've just woken up." "Okay, I'll head in the bathroom, get the other bucket from the cupboard, and then come back." He nodded, pushing up his pillows. Bella came back three minutes later from getting the bucket and checking on Maisie "How is she?" "Maisie's still asleep, and I had to find the bucket but it was downstairs in the bathroom cupboard downstairs, but even know I'm not doing my best, I'm still trying my best to put in the effort. For me, I'm still feeling sick, but I haven't thrown up yet, have you?" "No, I haven't been sick yet." Bella sat on the bed with Harry, and put the bucket next to him.

Bella pushed her pillows up but then felt a wave of dizziness rush over her, and she laid on the bed on her back "Bella?" "Harry, I'm dizzy." "Okay. What kind of dizziness?" Light headed, Nausea, Faint dizzy, or is everything spinning." "Everything's spinning and Nausea." "Okay, do you think you're going to be sick?" "I don't really know." Harry lifted up the bucket from the other side of the bed "Shh, it's okay, gorgeous." Harry soothed her and rubbed her back, and she leaned over the bucket. Harry rubbed her back in circles under her top as she coughed into the bowl "Let me take care of you," He mumbled softly and she leaned back into Harry's chest. Harry wrapped an arm around her front, and lifted up her top, laying her down in bed and laid next to her.

Harry lifted her top up, and began to rub her stomach. She relaxed against him, "Harry, I think I'm bleeding." "Where?" "Down there." "Go and check, if you've had, I've got pads and tampons in my drawer." She nodded, getting up, walking in the bathroom. Harry looked over at the sheets and saw two spots of blood, and got up, walking over to her drawer, getting a pair of black knickers, and got a pair of dark red pyjama bottoms. He walked up to his drawers, getting a heavy flow pad with wings out, and walked up to the door, knocking "Sweetheart, can I come in?" "Y-Yeah." Harry opened the door, closing it where she had the bin next to her that had a bit of sick in it "I can tell you've also been sick." She nodded, rubbing her eyes "Are you okay with me wiping your legs? I really don't mind doing it if it helps you right now." Harry asked, taking her hands, stroking his thumbs against her knuckles "I'd like that, yes." Harry helped her out of her stained pyjama bottoms, and put them in the wash basket, and got a wet cloth.

Not long after, they sat cuddled up on the couch, spooning ice cream straight out of the pot as Maisie came downstairs, climbing on the sofa "Good morning, sweet girl." "Morning mummy." "How are you feeling baby girl?" "A little better." She sat in between her parents "Is Mummy okay?" "Mummy's feeling a bit sick, so am I, sweetheart, so would you mind going upstairs getting my phone and bring it down?" She nodded, walking upstairs to her parents room, getting Harry's phone, walking downstairs.

She handed it to him and Harry called Narcissa "Hello?" "Umm, me and Bella aren't well, would you mind taking Maisie for a few days until we get better?" "Of course, what's up?" "We both have stomach bugs." "Okay, I'll be leaving now with Lucius, we'll pack up her things, go upstairs, relax, and we'll deal with her. So don't you worry about anything, Emma did message me around 2 in the morning and told me Bella wasn't feeling well at all, and she told me Maisie was throwing up. If you don't want us to come over, we won't, but I think it's best to let you two rest in the meantime whilst me and Lucius take Maisie for a few days until you are both on your feet again." "Thank you, we both really need rest, but Maisie's doing okay, she's back to her regular smiley 4 year old self." "That's great, Lucius is just getting the car warmed up, so we're leaving now." "See you soon." 

When Bella's parents got there, Bella was making her way in the kitchen to get some more tissue "Sweetheart, bed please." She got the box of tissues as Lucius picked his daughter up bridal style and carried her upstairs to her bedroom and laid her on the bed. Harry tucked her into the covers and laid next to her on his right side. Harry lifted her top up, and placed one hand on her stomach. His hand softly rubbed circles on her stomach. He laid on his side next to her while she was on her back. Her breaths came in short, pained pants. Harry tucked a strand of hair out of her ear, and placed a kiss to her forehead "You doing okay?" She nodded slowly, "Am I burning?" "You are, sweetheart. Go and change into some short pyjamas." Bella got up, walking over to her drawers, getting a pair of black mushroom short pyjamas. 

She got changed and got back into bed, and leaned into Harry and cuddled close to his side. Harry wrapped an arm around her, minding to keep her off of his stomach. Harry rubbed soothing circles on her back, and kept an eye on her until he drifted off to sleep himself, holding her close to him, and they kept an eye on each other whilst they were both unwell.