Married by Law

Chapter Fourteen: Silence and Sorrow

Hermione ran through the halls of the pristine white hospital, Draco following her. Harry was ahead of her, sprinting. They stopped short in front of the reception desk.

"Ginevra Potter." shouted Harry, tapping on the desk. The harried looking secretary jumped.

"Mrs. Potter is in the maternity ward. Level C, room 111." replied the lady quickly. The group of three practically sprinted to the elevator. Well, Harry sprinted. Hermione jogged as quickly as she could and Draco helped her. The stood in and pressed the buttons. It was agonizingly slow.

"Excuse me! I'm looking for my wife, Ginny Potter?" gasped Harry, catching his breath.

"Sir, I'm sorry. But Ms. Potter is currently-"

"Harry Potter? You're Ginevra's husband? I think you need to come with me." interrupted a Doctor. Harry grabbed Hermione's hand and dragged her with him. She sent Draco an apologetic glance. He returned it with a look of understanding.

"Ma'am?"

"She's my best friend and the Godmother." explained Harry quickly. Hermione's heart swelled. The Doctor nodded.

"To start I'm Dr. Mathers, and I will be with Ginny for the remainder of the time."

"The remainder of the time? All she did was fall!"

"You see, the fall may have induced labor. The problem is, is that the babies will be almost two months premature. At this point, they infants will survive. They will be very small though. It could potentially harm their health, unless they remain in the hospital until they are fully developed. We will finish the process with magic, of course. At this point the lungs and other major organs are fully developed." revealed the Doctor. Harry's heart almost stopped.

"And if she doesn't give birth right now?" probed Hermione.

"Well, we certainly are not going to induce labor until absolutely necessary. But of course, not giving birth means she will need to be with us for a few days then brought home. She will be on strict bed rest." said Dr. Mathers.

"But...what if she herself goes into labor?" asked Hermione logically.

"Then we'll do our best to make sure it goes smoothly." sighed Dr. Mathers.

"Do you think she will?" whispered Harry brokenly. The man sighed again.

"Professionally, I think it's more likely than her carrying out the pregnancy." revealed Mathers.

"Go to Ginny. I'll notify everyone." said Hermione, leaving his alone. She quickly went to a secluded area and sent a Patronus out. She returned to the waiting room, where Draco sat patiently.

"Ginny's going to be okay." started Hermione.

"Hermione!" shouted Harry, running into the waiting room. Mrs. Weasley stood up, along with Mr. Weasley. All of the Weasley's had gathered in the waiting room, along with Luna and Neville. Hermione looked up.

"Gin has to have the babies. Come on! Ron, you too!" Hermione stood up, suddenly nervous. She kissed Draco before hurrying out of the room.

"Harry, are you alright?" asked Hermione as they slowed to a walk. He shook his head and shrugged.

"How can I be?" replied Harry. "They'll be alright. They will."

"Harry, it's gonna be alright." said Ron firmly. Hermione, however much she wanted to deny it, had a bad feeling. They entered the birthing room. Ginny was on the bed, her red hair already matted down with sweat. Dr. Mathers sat in front of her.

"Wait!" said Dr. Mathers. He walked over to them and preformed a simple cleaning charm, to make sure they were sanitary.

"Ginny's ten centimeters, so it's time to push." explained the Doctor. Harry went over to his position next to the doctor. Hermione and Ron each took one of her hands.