Theo hated this. He hated feeling helpless and he hated not being needed, but at the look from Padma he couldn't argue. She had more important things to worry about - like staying alive. He leaned down, kissing her, then softly stroking her cheek.
'Just stay safe, love,' he whispered to her, wanting to say so much more but not knowing how.
Reluctantly letting go, he shot Megan an annoyed look and left the room, just to turn around and look at the door when he heard a loud grunt from Padma as she obviously had another contraction. He nearly went back, his hand on the door even, but she'd been clear she didn't want him there, and so he turned and headed down the spiral staircase to the great hall. His mind was swimming, and he got a drink from the cabinet, only to realise he probably shouldn't drink too much now.
He put it back down. Then picked it up, then down again. Fuck, he needed someone to talk to. He needed Rodolphus. It was only fair.
Calling out for Mimsy, he got a piece of parchment, ink and a quill and penned him a note which he sent Mimsy with - not willing to wait for an owl to reach him.