Ꭺ NᎬᏔ ᏞᏆFᎬ ᏴᎬᏩᏆNᏚ

3

WARNING: This chapter will be broken into the scene, so please read this to avoid confusion.
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July 31, 1980
London, England
St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries

St. Mungos was bustling with activity. Patients were being registered, cured of magical illnesses, having limbs reattached, bones re-grew, etc.

Healers were rushing from room to room trying to see all of the patients at once on this very busy Friday night. The magical staff was clocking off of their shift when their replacements came to relieve them. The hospital was focused on one thing: make sure all the patients were seen and treated.

The maternity ward, however, was especially busy since a mother was preparing to give birth to her baby boy. Inside room seven, the mother laid on the hospital bed, gown drawn up over her spread legs while the healer was between them making sure the birth was going smoothly. Assistant healers bustled in and out of the room, checking her blood pressure, heart rate, etc.

The woman's scarlet hair looked as if it were fire itself as she thrashed her head back and forth on the bed on which she was laying, her olive-green eyes scrunched up in pain as another contraction swept through her tired body. Determination filled her as she prepared to give birth. The woman's name was Lily Potter.

"Well, Mrs. Potter looks like your fully dilated and you may start pushing the moment you feel the need to," said Healer Carlisle from between her spread legs.

As the sweat dripped from her forehead, Lily gave the barest of nods and screamed to the heavens above before pushing the moment another painful contraction strained through her spent body.

Slowly she felt the head rip through her vagina opening as it stretched to accommodate the size and Healer Carlisle's hands as he gently rested them in between her legs. Lily gave another mighty push as the healer ordered and she could feel the head slowly breakthrough and Healer Carlisle's hands gently grabbing her baby's head.

"Mrs. Potter the baby is almost out. I'm going to need you to give one more push and you'll be able to meet your baby."

Lily could barely register the healer's words as she gave one more push and when she did, she felt the baby's shoulders slide out and the healer pull the rest of her baby out of her body.

A loud cry sounded through the air as the baby was finally free from its mother. Healer Carlisle quickly cut the umbilical cord and passed the baby to an assistant healer that stood next to him.

After her baby was weighed and measured, Lily finally got to meet her son. In her right arm, she held him and was finally able to get a clear look at the tiny human that she brought into this world.

In her right arm, her baby had silky black hair that seemed to sway with the invisible breeze that swept through the hospital room and those eyes. Those enchanting emerald eyes, which were so much like her own, gazed up with so much innocence that it seemed unreal. He had her eyes and nose, but the rest was James.

As she continued to look down at the newborn with adoration clear within her eyes, she was oblivious when her husband and friends, as well as the healer, came back into the room.

"Darling, are you alright?" asked James as he came to stand beside her bed.

She could only nod as her attention was focused elsewhere. The moment that James saw that she was alright, he peered down at the face of his son. At that very moment, he could see why his wife was so captivated by their newborn. After all, he was the most beautiful thing that they had ever seen.