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Two Worlds Collide	By : Lumos_Always Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Viktor Views: 8123 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Hermione P.O.V.
2 Years after Coronation and Wedding
Dinner was wonderful, Viktor took me out on one last date before the baby was born. The past nine months have been very interesting. I would not have been able to get through these months without Mamá and Viktor. Viktor has been busy with all of the Government business while Mamá and I have been planning different events and balls. Which is very difficult for a hormonal woman, not to mention the Queen of a country! Viktor and I really haven’t had a lot of time together with both of us being busy, but he has been there for every doctor’s appointment and scan, which I am thankful for.
But tonight was one of the most romantic nights I have ever had, and that is saying something being married to Viktor. After a night of Italian food, which I have been craving since we found out about this baby, and some slow dancing or the attempt to dance since my stomach is so big, Viktor brought me back to our rooms and proceed to rub my feet and then my back. Nothing felt as good as it did now. Laying in Viktor's arms as he caresses my large baby bump felt like heaven and I was becoming very sleepy has he continued his caressing. Leaning deeper into his chest, I give into the sleep that I have fighting. Viktor whispers sweet nothings in my ear as I make my way to the land of dreams.
KHKHKHKHKHKHKHKHKH
A few hours later I am awoken from my blissful sleep by a sharp pain.
“Viktor,” I try to shake him awake as another contraction hits me.
“VIKTOR!” I yell as I pinch his arm.
This time he gets up.
“Mimi, vhat is wrong? Is it baby?” he asks, his voice laced with concern.
“I think it’s time, I was woken up by a sharp…..SHIT that hurts.” I curl into myself, willing the pain to go away. Viktor rubs my back and talks me through the pain.
“Mimi breathe, just like how Mamá told you.”
I breathe through the contraction and then slump back against Viktor. I can already tell that this is going to be a long and painful night. Viktor send off his Patronus to his parents and the midwife that has been on call for the last few weeks. Two more contractions later it seems that everyone and their mother is in our bedroom trying to prepare of the birth of the new prince or princess of Bulgaria.
Mamá has shooed Viktor and Papá out of the room for a little while. Viktor was not willing to let me go of me but with a few choice words, Mamá got him out. Turning back to me, she can see that I am going through another contraction.
“Mimi, you need to breathe through the pain. If you keep holding your breath you vill hurt the baby.”
Once the pain was gone, I was able to look at Mamá and form coherent sentences.
“Mamá, if I breathe I will scream. I don’t want to scream, I don’t….”
Mamá cuts me off. “Dear child, no one vill think any less of you if you scream, cry, swear, or any other sound. You are bringing new life into this vorld, and it will be painful. Trust me I did it three times, and each time I swore that Papá vould never touch me again. Now, let’s get you up and changed and then maybe for a valk about the gardens that are outside you ving.”
With a small nod, Mamá helps me up and she and the midwife help changed me into birthing gown. It is slow going, but they manage to get the gown on me. Mamá brushes and pins my hair up so it is out of the way, Viktor must have taken it out of the bun while I was sleeping. Mamá lets the Viktor and Papá, and explains that we are going to be taking a walk to try and speed up the labor.
Viktor takes my hand and places it the crook of his arm, like he did the few years ago and walks me to the rose garden that is connected to out bedroom patio. I have always loved this place, it is the one part of the castle where I can come and read or think or just have a peaceful cup of tea. I am brought out of my thoughts when another contraction hits, Mamá shows Viktor how he should hold me and then helps me breathe through the pain.
I honestly don’t know what I would do if I didn’t have Mamá, she has been very helpful throughout my entire pregnancy.
As soon as the pain is done, Papá hands Viktor a handkerchief to wipe my sweating brow. With a quick kiss on my nose, we continue our walk around the garden. Stopping every so often to repeat the early process whenever I have a contraction.
We finally reach the center of the garden where the benches are and I am able to sit down. Viktor gently lowers me down and I give a sigh of relief, I swear sitting down feels so good right now, but of course all good things have to come to end.
Mamá says that it is time to head back, in the middle of Viktor and Papá helping me up my water breaks and I go through another contraction.
“Well,” Mamá says, “looks like ve may have to get back a little quicker than I thought. Viktor, please pick up your lovely vife and quickly but carefully get her back to bed.”
With a nod, Viktor kisses me on the forehead and lifts me into his arms and quickly jogs back to our room with Mamá and Papá right behind us. Once we are back in our room, I can help but let out a scream. Mamá tells the men to leave once more, and calls the midwife over to check me.
“Mamá, it hurts.”
“I know pet, lay back and hold my hand and let the midwife check you.”
Both Mamá and the midwife help me get into position. The awkwardness of feeling exposed has gone out the window, but Mamá helps ease the tension by placing a sheet over my knees. The midwife tells Mamá and me that it will only be a little while longer, I am already eight centimeters and progressing quickly.
My thankfulness of a quick labor is ended when a very painful contraction hits and I let out a feral scream. This brings Viktor and Papá running into the room and are greeted with Mamá trying to calm me down. Viktor quickly runs over to the bed and grabs my hand, letting me squeeze it as he wipes my brow.
“Mimi, you are doing so good. I am so proud of you.”
“Viktor you will never touch me again! Do you hear me! Never!”
Mamá and Papá chuckle at the declaration, while Viktor turns as white as a sheet.
“Son, she doesn’t mean it” Papá says
“LIKE HELL I DON’T! GET THIS KID OUT OF ME!”
The midwife comes back in with her supplies and tells the men to stand by the head of the bed while she checks me again. It feels like she has shoved her whole fist up my vagina and I make sure that she knows.
Ignoring me, she looks up at Mamá and tells her that I am ready to push. I am in too much pain to really comprehend what she is sayings, so Mamá comes to the head of the bed and tells me that it is time. With a nod of agreement, Mamá orders Papá out of the room and tells Viktor he can stay, but only if he listens to what she or the midwife tells him. He nods and goes back to wipe my brow.
Viktor and Mamá help me into a reclined position, while the midwife dons her gloves. While she is preparing, she tells Mamá and Viktor to each hold on to one of my feet and to help me bend my legs. I am so done right now, I am uncomfortable and in pain so without any prompting, I start to push when the next contraction hit. After a half hour, I am exhausted.
“I can’t do this… I am too tired.” I lean into Viktor and let out another sob. Viktor gives Mamá a look and she goes to speak with the midwife. They come up with a plan to have me get into a different position. I happily agree and get onto my hands and knees. Swinging my hips through the contractions help and I am able to use Viktor as a support when I get into different positions to push.
This must have done something, because within minutes I am feeling the ring of fire and I scream into Viktor’s chest. I can feel hands everywhere, Viktor’s large hands rub my back and tries to ease the tension from by back, while the midwife is trying to help stretch me to allow the baby out without me tearing. I can hear Mamá coaching me as I try to bring this child into the world.
“Good Mimi, keep pushing. That is the only vay for it to stop hurting.”
Believing her words, I grip Viktor’s shoulders and push. I scream out again and push until the burning and the midwife yells for me to stop. I feel so tired right and I am in so much pain, I just want this to be over.
“Mimi, you are doing so vell, the head is out.” Mamá tells me as she takes my hand and places it on my baby’s head. That little gesture gave me a knew bought of energy and take my hand away to get ready for the delivery. “Now ve need you to gives us little pants through the next contraction.”
With a little whimper I nod and start to pant, I take the time to look at Viktor and I see only love and encouragement in his eyes. He leans in and kisses my forehead and nose.
“You are doing vell Mimi, you have made me happiest man in the vorld.” He tells me with a smile.
“Are you ready to be a daddy? Because, you will be in the next few minutes.” With that I start to push again. It takes only a few more words of encouragement and a two more pushes before our baby is brought into the world.
When I feel the baby slide out of me, I let out a sob of relief and lean heavily against Viktor. Everyone in the room has tears of joy in their eyes when they hear the baby cry for the first time. Mamá and Viktor help settle me onto my back, while the midwife cleans the baby. Our little girl is a little small, but is perfectly healthy. It is at this time that Papá comes in so he can meet his granddaughter for the first time.
Viktor takes our daughter from the midwife and presents her to his parents, from my spot on the bed I can see the happiness in his eyes and his parents. Viktor brings her over to me so I can hold her from the first time. I can say that it is love at first sight with this little girl. Her eyes are steel gray like her daddy’s, but has my button nose and brown curls. I just hope that they are not as frizzing as mine were growing up.
I am pulled out of my admiration by the midwife telling me to breastfeed our daughter. Papá turns around to give me a little privacy, and Viktor helps me pull down my gown so our little girl can eat, then puts his arm around me in support as we both watch our little girl rut for my nipple. She latches on pretty quickly and Papá turns back around and smiles down out us. I can’t help but think of how great a picture this would be.
I start to cramp again just as the baby has finished eating. The midwife says that it is time to deliver the afterbirth and send the two men out with the baby. The midwife and Mamá help me up and take me to the en suite so I can deliver it in the tub so it is less messy.
Mamá and the midwife explain that squatting would be the easiest and quickest way for me to pass the afterbirth. I can only nod and hiss, because the pain is starting to get unbearable again. Both women tell me to push when I need to and to follow my bodies lead. With another nod, I hold on to the bar get in a comfortable squatting position. This position feels so much better than being on the bed. I continue to push but stop when I feel an odd sensation.
“Something doesn’t feel right.” Is all I can say before I let out a scream and push again.
The midwife jumps into action and starts to check me before she lets out gasp.
“Oh dear,” she says “There’s another baby, I don’t know how we missed this!”
Mamá gasps and comes over to begin the coaching once again. With another screaming push the head literally pops out and both women yell at me to stop pushing, but I can’t stop because I can feel there is something wrong again.
Gripping on to the bar I bare down and the midwife catches the second baby. Mamá quickly cuts the cord and the midwife takes the second baby away. Mamá tells me to relax but I shake my head, pushing one more time delivering the afterbirth after two more pushes.
Mamá vanishes everything that is in the tub, and with a flick of her wrist starts the warm water. I sit down in the water and let it relax my aching muscles. It is at this time that the midwife brings in the second baby, a little boy and tells me to feed him. Making sure my breast is above the water, my little boy latches on to my nipple and feeds greedily.
“Mamá, can you please get Viktor. I think it is time to tell him about this little one, you can tell Papá if you’d like but could he please stay out until I am out of the tub?”
“Of course dear and I am so proud of you. You have great strength and will be a wonderful mother and queen.”
“Thank you Mamá.”
And with those parting words, Mamá and the midwife leave to give me and our little boy some privacy. A few minutes later, Viktor comes in carrying our little girl. He is so absorbed with our little princess that he hasn’t even looked at me to see our newest addition.
“Mimi,” he says but not looking at me “This little one is perfect, I can already tell that she will be my little princess.”
“Viktor, you also have a little prince too.”
Viktor looks at me and sees the baby latched on to my nipple.
“Mimi…vhat…how…vhen…”
With a small chuckle, I recount the last half hour and everything that it entailed. I honestly don’t think I have ever seen a man weep with so much joy.
“You haff given me the greatest gift that any man could ask for, a family. I vill forever be grateful of these two little ones. Can I hold my little boy?”
With a smile and a nod, I place our son in Viktor’s arms. Now that he is holding both of our children, I can’t help but let the tears fall and look at the sweet look on Viktor’s face.
“My love, why don’t you take them both to your father and introduce our newest member. Could you also send your mother in, I think it is time for my potions and it is time for me to get out of the tub.”
“Of course Mimi, thank you again for these two little ones. I vill see you soon.”
Mamá comes in a few seconds after Viktor leaves and helps me out of the tub. She hands me a few potions and I down them right away. I will always be glad that I am a witch, since I grew up as a muggle I know that it takes months, if not years, for a woman’s body to bounce back. But with certain potions, it will only take me a few hours until I am back to how I was before I was pregnant.
Getting out of the tub with Mamá’s help, I gently put on a pair of knickers and a terry bathrobe. Doing a once over in the mirror and straightening up my hair I leave the bathroom following Mamá and head to the chamber outside of the bedroom. It is there that I notice that all of the family is there, including Harry. Seeing me, he gets up and comes to give me soft hug before leading me to the couch where Viktor sits with one of the twins.
“So Mimi, vhat vill ve be naming these two bundles of joy?” Viktor asked as he passed me out little boy.
Looking down at him, I can tell that he is going to take after Viktor so I figured a strong Bulgarian name will do.
“For our little prince,” I said kissing the top of his head “he will be name Boris Ivan Krum.”
“Dah, good strong name.” Papá and Viktor say at the same time.
“Vhat about our little princess?” Mamá asks
“Viktor? What do you think?” I ask him, since I just name our son.
“I think, Anya Rose Krum.” He says smiling down at our daughter.
Loving the name, I leaning against Viktor with my son and watch as my family mingles with each other. It is amazing that just a few years ago I was scared to start a relationship with someone I didn’t know and then find out he was royalty. But I wouldn’t change any of that. Thanks to the tournament and Viktor being very persistent with wanting to date me, I am finally married to the man of my dreams and have started a family.
Mamá and Papá come over and take the babies from us and walk them around the room as they show off their grandchild. Viktor takes this time to gather me in his arms and kiss the top of my head lovingly. Smiling, I snuggle deeper into his arms and close my eyes as he whispers.
“I luff you Mimi, you haff made me the happiest man in the Vorld.”
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