Math classes aren't something usually taught at the Magic Guild. And while more is known about pregnancy on Lunar nowadays, even the best of them get their timing off.
So when Mia started feeling regular contractions at about two or three in the morning while staying at her in-laws' home, she was surprised. Not too surprised, but surprised.
She was just glad she could manage to sleep about as well as Draco did, not shaking him on the shoulder to wake him until she just couldn't sleep through them anymore. By then, dawn had already come and she thought telling her husband would be a good idea.
"Draco," she whispers to him. "I miscalculated."
So when Mia started feeling regular contractions at about two or three in the morning while staying at her in-laws' home, she was surprised. Not too surprised, but surprised.
She was just glad she could manage to sleep about as well as Draco did, not shaking him on the shoulder to wake him until she just couldn't sleep through them anymore. By then, dawn had already come and she thought telling her husband would be a good idea.
"Draco," she whispers to him. "I miscalculated."
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"Miscalculated?"
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"Baby's coming," she tells him when she can. "Today."
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There was no time so a quick charm to help get dressed before he did a Sonurus charm to alert his parents.
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Mia carefully sits herself up and rubs at her belly, the contraction passed for now.
And idly wondering why he's getting clothes for her, too. She doesn't see much point. The summer is already far too hot to her and her nightdress sufficient for what's to come.
"Calm down, Draco," she says. "We've been through this before, after all. And you remember what it was like with Cepheus. Babies come when they're ready. This one's just ready now."
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He didn't hear from his father, but Narcissa quickly stepped down the hall to say not to worry about Cepheus. Clearly it was more grandma time for her.
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Mia's not exactly sure what her husband's trying to do. And she's starting to wonder if she should have told him earlier if this is his reaction.
But darn it, they're about to lose their sleeping privileges again. She didn't want them to miss out on their last night.
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"Shouldn't we?" he asked with clear puzzlement.
"I know it was a while the first time, but wouldn't it be better to be on our way?"
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Though the puzzled expression doesn't last long. A contraction was on the heel of her question.
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"How long do you think?"
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"I guess around five minutes in between?" she says when it's over.
And then to the other matter.
"Are you saying we have to go somewhere to have the baby?" Mia asks, the thought never crossing her mind until this moment. "Where would we go? At this rate, I don't think we can make it home."
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"Well there might be time to drive to St Mungo's. Unless you think I should Apparate there for a Mediwizard?" He didn't want to leave her alone for long, but Floo not Apparate would work so close to term.
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Mia somehow doubts that.
"Why not get your father to bring a Mediwizard?"
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"I'll be right back." He hurried and then Apparated away to locate his father.
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Mia nods at that and, while he's gone, grabs some writing utensils from the nightstand. If she's going to have the baby here, everyone at home will expect some explanation. Better to send word now than later.
She addresses it to Rabastan and almost completes the note before another contraction comes, causing her hand to skitter off course in a messy zigzag of ink. But it will do.
Once she's caught her breath again, she gets herself out of bed. Their door is close by and, fortunately, so is Croix when she creeks it open. She dares not step in herself, lest she suddenly find herself Bound and away from Draco.
"Fly this to Uncle Rabastan," she instructs her owl, who then takes back off to the bar.
That done, she returns to lean over the bed, bracing herself with her hands against the mattress in preparation for further contractions.
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"He's on his way. They should be back presently. How are you?" He hurried over to touch her shoulder. He already learned that one should NEVER be in the tight grips of a pregnant woman's fist. Not if one didn't want to drink a potion to mend the crushed fingers.
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"Managing," she tells him.
Her head droops down as she pants through another contraction.
"This one's not waiting around."
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"It's coming NOW?!"
Merlin, where is that Mediwizard?!
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"Soon," she replies. "Not right now but..."
Despite his best efforts, she does blindly reach out beside her for his hand. He might luck out and leave her with a handful of robe instead.
"I remember it like this not long before I had to push."
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"All right, just remember your breathing. Need to find the Mediwizard. It shouldn't be taking Father so long." Granted it had only been a few minutes.
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Oh, but his hand on her cheek makes her instantly apologetic, her eyes welling a bit with tears.
"Draco, I'm sorry I yelled," Mia whimpers.
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He then moved away just as the Mediwizard was rushing in to help. The witch pulled out her wand to check over vitals.
"How far apart are they, my dear?"
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"All right, I can see the baby crowning so I want you to go ahead and push."
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But she does as she's told and pushes, reaching to grip at Draco's hand.
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Draco's free hand came over to gently stroke her hair back. It did briefly tightened as he grimaced at Mia's grip on his other hand.
"Easy, darling. Just a little more," he commented even with his tight expression from pain.
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After a few more pushes, Mia makes a strangled gasp as the baby's head is delivered.
"How much more?" she gets out.
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"Just a few more. Really big push now."
Draco's expression calmed, and gave her another kiss to her forehead for reassurance. He will be taking a potion after for his fingers, that's all. He should have expected, really.
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And not long after there's the telltale crying and signs of movement.
"Is the baby all right?" she asks, carefully leaning over to look.
But she doesn't even wait for an answer. She gently brushes her fingers against her child, smiling with awe.
"A little boy. We have another son."
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"Two sons. He's wonderful, luv." He leaned down to give her a proper kiss.
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And soon she's holding their baby, fingers tracing against his soft cheek as he burbles and wriggles.
"Hello, Scorpius," she tells him, not even hesitating to ask Draco if that was the name they wanted for certain.
At this point, she just knows.