The Stars Above Us

Learn To Let Go

Harry woke the next morning and Bella was still fast asleep next to him. He turned on his back and placed one hand on her stomach as she rolled over onto her other side to face Harry but she was still asleep. Harry placed a kiss to her forehead, getting up, walking over to the wardrobe, opening the doors quietly, "Mmm." "What?" "Come." Harry walked back to bed, and sat on the bed, and she opened her eyes slowly, "Good morning, beautiful." "Good morning, Harry." "Did you sleep well?" She nodded, rubbing at her eyes slowly, "Did you?" "I did, sweet girl." Bella nodded, stretching her body out.

Harry got up now, walking up to his wardrobe, getting out one of his zip up hoodies with a hood. He walked up to her, and sat next to her on the bed, lifting her head, placing her head in his lap "Would you like anything?" "A cup of tea please, but put a top on when you go downstairs as it's pretty cold this morning." "It is Autumn, Bella." "I know, I know, but I just don't want you to get a chill." "Okay, alright. I'll put a top on." "Please do." Harry walked up to his pyjama drawer and got out a striped short sleeved top. He pulled it over his head, walking downstairs to the kitchen, getting two yellow sunflower mugs down.

Once he made two cups of tea for him and Bella, he walked upstairs to the bedroom, putting the blonde's mug of tea on the bedside table as she sat up, picking her mug up, and placed it on her lap, feeling the warmth against her stomach "You okay?" "I think I started in the night." "Go and check for me sweetheart." Bella got up, walking in the bathroom, but it was in use "Maisie, are you in there, darling?" "Yeah, mum, sorry, something's wrong." "Open the door, sweetheart." Maisie unlocked the bathroom door, and Bella walked in the bathroom, closing the door, "What's up, sweetheart?" "I've come on, but I have no pads." Bella opened her drawer, and got a pad out, "Here we are, Maisie, you can just go in my drawer," "I was worried that you might not have had any." "Darling, you know I have them in my drawer. You can just come to me and ask me." "I know, but I didn't want to intrude if you and dad were spending time together." "What type of time do you mean?" "Umm." Maisie turned red and Bella leaned her head on the door, and walked out of the bathroom.

Harry walked into the hallway "What's wrong?" "Nothing." "Bella Grace Potter-Malfoy?" Harry said her full name, "What?" Harry grabbed her hand, dragging her into the bedroom, closing the bedroom door, pushing her against the door, and placed a hand on her waist, and moved his head closer to her neck, "Harry, stop." Harry stood up properly, "What's the matter?" "Can you stop?" She sniffled, her eyes filling up with hot tears "Oh darling, what's the matter?" "I don't feel well." "What type of not well?" "My throat hurts." "Okay, my sweet. Does it hurt when you talk?" She nodded, walking over to the bed, sitting down on her blanket "Lie yourself back in bed, it's okay." Harry lifted up the blanket, and tucked the duvet around her, and she lied on her side which was facing the window and she coughed into her pillow "How about I run down to the kitchen and find those blue raspberry ice pops for you? Would that help?" "Since it's cold, it might help." "I'll go and get one for you." "Thank you, Harry." "No worries."

Harry walked downstairs, opening the freezer as Maisie walked into the kitchen, "What are you doing in the freezer?" "Your mum's not very well at the moment." "Oh, does she need anything?" "She's alright, sweetheart." "Okay." Harry got it from the bottom drawer, closing the freezer, walking up to the drawer, getting the scissors, opening it, walking upstairs to the bedroom with it wrapped in a tissue.

He opened the bedroom door, walking up to his wife, sitting on the bed, handing it to her as she sat up, taking it out of his hand. Harry got up, as the blonde grabbed his hand "Want me to stay in case you've had enough or you feel sick?" She nodded slowly, sitting up fully against her pillows. Harry rubbed her arm slowly while she had the ice pole. Bella moved it away and she looked at Harry. Harry noticed her go a shade of pale. "Bells, what's wrong?" "Feel sick," Harry got up, walking in the bathroom, getting the sick bucket but he heard moving from her. "Bella, are you okay?" "Not really." Harry walked in the bedroom with the second bucket, "What's the matter?" "I've been sick a little." "It's okay. I'm not mad and I never will be, beautiful." "Promise?" "I promise, my love. Let me give your parents a quick ring as they're just down the road, so they can take Maisie until Monday or until your feeling better." "I wouldn't mind that, until I'm feeling myself or just at least 95% again." "That's fine." Harry put the bucket down between her legs and moved to sit next to her.

It was later on in the day and Bella was downstairs lying on the sofa with her pillows and the single duvet. Harry walked in from the kitchen with a mug of warm honey and lemon. He put it on the coffee table, and sat down next to her "Do you want anything to eat?" She shook her head "Let's get this cough lowered a little, and we'll try a nap, how do you feel about that?" "I don't mind." Harry handed her the mug. Bella took it out of his hands and took a few sips of the hot drink from the clear mug, and her nose scrunched up in a look of disgust "I know it's horrible, but I promise it'll help, my love." Bella continued to take slow sips of the warm drink. 

When she got round to finishing it, she got her pillows, walking upstairs with Harry behind her. Harry took her pillows out of her hand, putting them on the bed, as she got under the covers, snuggling under the covers. Harry got in next to her and snuggled behind her to keep her warm whilst they had a nap until they were ready to wake later on in the Afternoon.