Elaine's POV:

I tried my best to keep it together...to hold my head up high and allow Draco to enter the room at least before I started to scream. "Where were you?" I asked calmly. He smelled of alcohol, and Hermione was eyeing him cautiously. "I'm sorry," he said quietly, swaying as he stood next to me. I didn't respond. I gave Hermione a look, and she knew to leave the room.

Just as I was about to rip Draco a new one, the healer informed me I was ready to start pushing. "You better have a good fucking explanation for this," I muttered to Draco as he kneeled next to my bed, taking my hand.

I knew something was wrong when Draco wouldn't look at me in the eyes. He stared at my hand in his while I tried to remain calm, grabbing it tightly when I needed support.

In that moment, I chose to focus on one thing: my baby. The drama with my husband could certainly wait, but this baby wasn't going to much longer.

And so, eleven hours of labor and ice chips later, I was on my last few pushes. I was very close to giving up, and Draco supporting me was only making it worse. The longer I was in labor, the more sober he became. If I'm being honest, I was much less stressed when he wasn't here. I was calm and ready.

"Come on sweetheart you've got this," he said in my ear. Before I could throw him a nasty look, I felt an immense relief. My baby was here. I heard it cry as the healer quickly cleaned and wrapped it in a blanket. "It's a boy!" the healer announced, placing the crying baby onto my chest.

I began to cry tears of joy. The new love of my life was born, and he was as beautiful as I imagined. "You did it," Draco said. He began crying as well as he gently pat the baby's head. Draco kissed my lips gently, and we soon became very caught up in the moment. Having a baby will do that to a fighting couple, I suppose.

"Do we have a name?" the healer asked me as I stared at our beautiful boy's face. Draco looked at me, and told me I could decide. We had a few boy and girl names that we loved, but I knew as soon as it was a boy what I would name him. "Yes," I replied, positioning my child so I could see him better. "Frederick Lucius Malfoy," I said as the nurse wrote it down.

Not a moment after I decided my baby's name, did my parents, Hermione, Narcissa, and George walk in. "It's a boy," I said quietly so I didn't wake him. They all beamed down at the newest addition and then at Draco and I. "What's his name?" George asked, bending down next to me to get a closer look. "It's Fred," I replied, watching George excuse himself to write to his mom...and most likely to cry.

Narcissa and my mom where the first to scoop up Fred in their arms, both crying as they did. "I'm a grandma," Narcissa muttered with a smile. I knew she'd been waiting for this day ever since she found out I was pregnant...and I sort of wish Lucius was here as well to celebrate with her on becoming grandparents.

After everyone passed around Fred and congratulated us, he found his way back to me. I sat up in the hospital bed and cuddled my baby in my arms. Draco ran his fingers through the ends of my hair as he sat next to me in bed. "Draco would you like me to get someone to take care of the black eye?" the healer who had been helping me asked.

Everyone turned and eyed Draco, unsure of his reaction. "Yes," I said before Draco could response. All I wanted was to forget what happened before...at least for now.

And so, he stood and followed the healer out of our room and towards another one. "Is it safe to come inside now?" a voice said from outside the door. George stepped aside to reveal Jason. "You stayed this whole time?" I asked him as he beamed at me. "All eleven hours," he said, digging his hands into his pocket. "I just wanted to see you before I go back to Wool's," Jason explained. "Oh nonsense, Jason, you'll come back and live with us," my father said. My mom rushed towards Jason for a hug. I honestly think she missed him more than I did.

"I insist," my dad said before Jason could speak another word, and my heart felt slightly fuller. Jason thanked my parents, but still wanted to leave the hospital before Draco came back.

"Congratulations Lainey," he whispered in my ear and it made me giggle. Lainey was my nickname as a kid and I absolutely hated it. Hearing Jason call me Lainey now, though, made me blush. "Thanks Jay," I said, and watched as he left the room.

A few more moments later, my parents, Narcissa and Hermione decided to leave as well. It has been, after all, over 12 hours in the hospital now, and they were all tired.

When my parents, sister, and mother-in-law left, I was alone in the hospital room with Fred. He looked up at me with the same eyes his dad has and stared. "Hi Freddie...it's me, mom," I whispered. He stretched his tiny arm out and his hand landed on my cheek as I began to hum quietly to him.

"You're a natural at this," Draco's voice said from the doorway. He must've been standing there for some time, because he knew the song I was humming, and he started to hum along with me. "What happened Draco...before at the apartment?" I asked him once Fred was finally asleep. "Not now," he said, focusing my attention back on Fred who had just yawned. Of course, distracting me with the baby wasn't going to keep me from thinking and wondering why he refused to come to my side before...and why he showed up drunk for the birth of our baby...