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"We"ll Be Fine"
CW: Fransy // Unplanned Pregnancy // Language //Labour (Part Two Of Two)
She wasn"t entirely really sure how they had managed to not kill each other within the first few months of her pregnancy. Multiple hexes had been sent his way, they"d argued at healers appointments so often that they frequently got asked to either leave or separate in the very least.
Upon leaving they had, had to walk behind one another in case they had another argument yet again.
It wasn"t pretty or easy not that Pansy had ever expected it to be.
But despite all the odds stacked against them they had somehow lasted and now they were in the final stretch of the pregnancy, the final few weeks before their own little bundle of joy arrived.
And best of all they were continuing on as...friends? Acquaintances? Begrudgingly accepting they would have to co-parent and very soon?
Pregnancy wasn"t pretty. Pansy felt over tired, her stomach was far too large and she was constantly uncomfortable.
Not to forget the child played havoc on her bladder and she needed the toilet almost as frequently as she didn"t. She also had a strange craving for Earwax flavour Bertie Bott"s beans, she made Fred find them in every single packet and put them in a pile for her. The other flavours made her gag and if she thought about it the fact she could even stomach the earwax flavour made her gag too.
"Not long till she"ll be here," her Mother commented eyeing her stomach, "you"ve grown rather large with her recently."
"Mother we have no idea if we"re having a girl."
"Parkinson"s always have girls."
"The baby is also part Weasley."
Her Mother sneered, "quite right not that I could ever forget."
Pansy rolled her eyes this conversation over the parentage of her baby was growing tiresome and boring.
At that exact moment she felt a pain in her abdomen and cringed, she"d been having them all day and they were progressively getting worse. She wasn"t too stressed about it the healer had warned her she would experience false labour before the big day and she knew this was no different.
Still, she wanted to be at home to deal with this rather than sitting at a stuffy tea room with her over bearing and over opinionated Mother.
"Stop pulling that face Pansy it is ever so unbecoming for a lady."
Pansy rolled her eyes, she"d had enough for today. She stood rather unsteadily on her feet she was thirty-eight weeks pregnant after all.
She felt it then a rush of liquid between her thighs, she grimaced it appeared her bladder had given up on her then. She looked down and paused-
Oh.
OH.
That didn"t seem right because well.
"Whatever is a matter with you?"
Pansy sighed, "I"m in labour Mother. If you don"t mind escorting me to St.Mungo"s," she added holding out her hand from across the table.
He Mother stood up and clasped her hand, "I"ll get in touch with the Weasley fellow too."
"Hmm," she grimaced as yet another contraction rushed through her.
Two Hours Later...
"Where the fuck is he?" She questioned as another contraction hit, she glared at the twin who had been sent in his place and attempted to walk around the room trying to find a comfy position in preparation for when the next one arrived.
"He"s trying to get an international portkey as we speak," George replied from the far corner of the room.
"Who the fuck goes on a business trip to China when they"re about to have a baby!"
George grinned, "no one that"s why you"re here and he"-" he stopped mid sentence when he saw her glare.
"Why didn"t you go?" She screamed as yet again another contraction hit, they were getting closer together now and she was worried he actually wasn"t going to be there for the arrival.
"He wanted one last trip before the bouncing bundle arrived seeing as he"s going on maternity leave as soon as he returns." George eyed her warily, "are you sure you don"t want me to get your Mum to come back? Daphne? Tracey? Anyone else perhaps?"
"No," she replied shaking her head as she once again attempted to get comfortable on the bed, "My Mother is over bearing I could barely get her to leave as it was, it was only because she thought you were the one who did this that me," she paused biting back a moan from the pain again, "Daphne will hover and Tracey will faint and no before you ask I don"t want Draco, Blaise or Theo either or anyone else. I want your brother."
A loud bang echoed around the room as a rather harried Fred Weasley stood at the door, his tie was a skew and his hair looked as if it had seen better days. He dropped his suitcase and rushed over to her.
"Where the fuck have you been?" She questioned as he started massaging her back.
"China quite literally," he replied, "I"m sorry I thought the monster would arrive next week."
"No," Pansy shook her head, "stubborn, determined to come at a bad time-AGHHH."
"I"m just going to leave," George replied as he scurried out of the room closing the door behind him.
"Deep breaths," Fred told her.
"Fuck deep breaths I want it out of me." She nudged his hands away and stood up once more. She turned until she was facing the bed and put her hands on the mattress she cringed preparing herself for yet another one. She felt Fred"s delicate hand rubbing up and down her back.
"I"m not ready," she confessed thinking she had whispered it as she clutched the sheets, she felt tears prickle at her eyes over what was to come, was she ready to be a Mother? Would she ever be ready to be a Mother?
Fred gripped her hand in his own and bent until they were at eye level with one another, she didn"t look up from the space she was looking at on the floor.
"Hey," he replied, "look at me."
She sighed shaking her head.
"Look at me Pansy," she turned her head and he squeezed her hand, "we"ll be fine."
"How can you possibly know that?"
"Because our parents aren"t the best but we aren"t too fucked are we? Besides when thing go wrong you"ll have me and vice versa."
"I"m scared," she replied.
"I"m fucking terrified," he admitted and then grinned, "but you"re meant to be."
She nodded as another contraction hit she clutched his hand and heard his fingers pop.
Otis Arthur Parkinson-Weasley came screaming into the world not an hour later.
He was perfect with his tiny thatch of ginger hair and his Mother"s green eyes. Pansy couldn"t stop looking at him it seemed no matter her exhaustion she couldn"t bare the thought of taking her eyes off of him for a moment in case she missed something.
"We made that," Fred commented as he held him again, "like us, me and you."
Pansy laughed, "well that is what happens when two people make a baby, so well done."
He grinned shaking his head at her as he rocked him slowly around the room.
"We"ll have to show him to our families soon," she sighed, "we can"t keep him between us forever."
Fred nodded, "five more minutes."
He then walked over and squeezed himself into the small one person sized St.Mungo"s bed.
She rolled her eyes as his long legs took over most of it. He opened his spare arm and ushered her into his side, she didn"t tell him no but instead relaxed into him. The three of them were family now after all no matter how unexpected it had came to be.
"I think you should date me."
Pansy snorted, "what are you talking about?"
"Let"s date," he added sounding far more serious than a moment before, "Otis won"t remember that way if it goes tits up and if it doesn"t well he"ll never know any different."
"Don"t be ridiculous."
He shrugged, "why not? We"ve survived nine months together I think we can survive a hell of a lot more."
She turned to look at him and found his face was open and hopeful. Perhaps it was the hormones or perhaps it was because she had just had his baby.
"Fine," she replied.
He kissed the top of her head and she melted into him. No matter how unconventional this all came to be, Pansy couldn"t help but think it fit perfectly regardless.