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Drawing Down the Moon	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 13286 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Drawing down the Moon
Pairing: Luna x O.C. main, drarry, and rev/RemusxSeverus/snupin
Fandom: Harry Potter
Summary: Artemis Prince is a few years younger then Luna Lovegood who graduated with her brother Harry and has always been drawn to the strange girl. Finally, Luna has decided that Hermione Granger will never love her back. To her surprise, the firstborn daughter of her former professors Remus and Severus, Artemis is in love with her. She finds the raven-haired young woman incredibly beautiful and decides to court her.
Notes: This story occurs during Bound to you but before the epilogues and revolves primarily around the characters Luna Lovegood and Artemis Prince.

Chapter 5
It was February 5 during Artemis’ Defence lesson that Dippy arrived to announce that Master Severus be wanting them.
Remus quickly ended the lesson, “Read the next chapter in Facing the Faceless. I expect your assigned essays plus a two foot summary of the chapter. Come along Ms. Prince.”
Artemis packed up and followed her father to his office.
Draco and Harry tumbled through the floo with their daughters immediately after them.
They found Artemis’ papa pacing the corridor outside Nemia’s bedroom.
Remus pulled him into a conjured sofa, “Pacing won’t speed the waiting.”
“I want my sister!” Nemia shouted.
The door opened and a frazzled Hermione opened it.
“Artemis if you would…”
Artemis sighed and entered the room, it was different.
Nemia was lying on her bed with a sheet over her spread legs, her face shiny with sweat and gasping. “I want Dennis…I need him…”
Artemis climbed onto the bed, “I know Nemia, I know. It isn’t fair but you have us.”
On Nemia’s other side was her lover, who was blotting Nemia’s forehead with a flannel, “Yes Artemis is here now. You have two healers, one is very experienced. She brought you into the world and Hermione delivered Aster. They’ll take good care of you.”
“It’s been six hours.” Nemia whimpered, “It hurts.”
“I know sis. You’ll be fine.” Artemis tried to have Nemia take long deep breaths to calm herself.
Luna called for a glass of fresh cool water because Nemia needed to stay hydrated. Being pregnant herself as a surrogate she had researched witch pregnancy and delivery to know what to expect.
“We’re right with you.”
“How much longer?” Hermione asked Andromeda.
Andromeda sighed, “The average for a first pregnancy is sixteen hours.”
Nemia started to panic, “Sixteen? I can’t handle another ten hours of this.”
“The contractions are the way your body stretches.” Luna said holding a glass of cool water to her lips. “Drink, you have to stay hydrated.”
“Perhaps, walking would speed it up? She could walk the length of the corridor.” Luna offered. “Artemis and I can support her.”
“Why can’t I have caesarean like Harry and Papa?” Nemia sobbed with a particularly painful contraction.
“It is healthier to have a natural birth even if it is more painful. Once you have little Dion in your arms, you’ll be fine.” Andromeda counselled. “Perhaps a short walk might speed it up.”
Artemis summoned Nemia’s pink fluffy robe, setting it on the end of the bed and with Luna’s help they helped her up.
The lovers were near enough in height and strength, Artemis from lifting cauldrons and Luna from whatever lifting she did.
Nemia whimpered as she tried to keep her balance.
Hermione scurried to open the door and barked at Nemia’s family to get out of the way.
Luna and Artemis supported Nemia as she walked the corridor, until she felt a bit weak. Then they helped her back to the bed where they arranged her comfortably after helping her out of the robe before sitting beside her.
Andromeda checked her again, “Seven hours and still in the six centimetre range.”
“Can’t you speed it up?” Nemia begged. “It hurts.”
“Normally I would make a comment that forgetting contraception is a known cause of pregnancy. However you are my goddaughter, I am expected to be kinder then that. If I sped it up Nemia it would be far more painful by increasing the natural dilation too quickly which could also result in shock which could harm the foetus.” Andromeda shook her head.
Artemis and Luna did their best to help calm her and help her breathe productively while blotting her forehead and giving her water.
They continued this for four more hours before she was at eight centimetres and then another hour before nine. She had been in labour for twelve hours and she was exhausted.
They walked her twice to speed it up some more.
By thirteen she was nearly ten, it didn’t take long after that to enter stage two of labour.
Andromeda verified with a spell that the foetus was still headfirst in proper presentation though he didn’t have much room to move around at this stage of pregnancy.
Then began the painful but at least semi-productive pushing…
Nemia cried, wailed, begged and pushed; squeezing Artemis and Luna’s hands tightly with each fresh contraction.
It was another hour by the time the baby’s head crowned, which meant Nemia was in labour for fourteen hours. Once the head was safely delivered without pushing to ensure that Nemia didn’t tear, Andromeda had to ensure that each shoulder came out separately. Two good strong pushes and the baby slid into Andromeda’s waiting but sure hands.
She quickly clamped the umbilical cord, cut and tied it near the baby’s stomach. She handed it off to Hermione to be cleaned, weighed and measured.
Andromeda then talked an exhausted Nemia into pushing the placenta out which unfortunately took some time, nearly an hour.
By the time Andromeda had wrapped the placenta, it have been nearly sixteen hours.
Andromeda set the placenta aside which was wrapped in Charms for a variety of reasons.
Hermione returned with the baby, they were dressed in a cloth diaper, a clean one of course but it was dated to Nemia and Artemis’ babyhood. The boy also had a red body suit and a crocheted blanket that Andromeda made herself for the baby.
Nemia accepted her son eagerly; her face streaked with sweat, her hair plastered to her head and her nightgown sticking to her. She fed her son who drank eagerly.
Then Luna placed him in the bassinet at the side of her bed.
Andromeda cast spells to ensure that Nemia was fine despite the ordeal. Satisfied, she then ordered a house elf to help Nemia bathe and dress in clean clothes while her bedding was changed.
Lastly she weighed the placenta before ordering food and refreshment for the tired witch.
Luna was unsure whether she would have an easier or harder labour then Nemia had. She was healthier and more educated as to the reality of birthing.
“Why was Nemia here and not St. Mungos?” Artemis asked.
“Her Labour came unexpectedly; she was already too far into it by the time I was summoned. Once the water breaks it is dangerous to floo. Even house elf apparition was too dangerous. Portkeys are iffy at best and it was safer to deliver her here. I have experience with home births; it is the most common for witches. Some wizards who take ill during the pregnancy are birthed at home or at St. Mungos. Scheduled deliveries take place at the bearer’s discretion. I find that as long as I am well-prepared there is little danger in either location.” Andromeda shrugged.
Nemia returned from the bath fresh and staggering so Artemis and Luna who were waiting for her, helped her back to her clean bed.
Then Hermione was told to fetch her family.
Nemia’s fathers, her brother and her brother-in-law hurried in.
Remus asked quietly, “Are you alright Nemia?”
Nemia smiled tiredly, “Just tired.”
Severus kissed her brow, “Just rest then. You set aside a few bottles so you could rest. You worked very hard and I’m proud of you.”
Nemia blushed. “I’ll be good. Will you look after him for me?”
Severus nodded, “I’d be glad to. Just until the Healer says you’re well enough to take care of him in the morning.”
Nemia nodded and curled up.
Harry kissed her cheek, “Rest well. Dion will be looked after quite well. Don’t worry.”
Nemia yawned, “I trust you. I just wish Dennis were here.”
“We all do love.” Remus assured her.
“I’ll floo Seamus and let him know.” Harry promised.
Nemia nodded sleepily and the little family tip-toed out.
Remus levitated the bassinet so that it left with them. They left Artemis’ sister to sleep after her ordeal.

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