Debi shook her head, clinging to her friend's hand. "Don't blame yourself - I wouldn't put anything past Bellatrix, including stuffing two souls into one body. She's absolutely crazy, and - "
She gasped at the sudden pain from her midsection. This wasn't a Braxton-Hicks contraction, it couldn't be, it was -
"Oh shit," she managed. "Padma? Can you get me to St. Mungo's? I think - "
The spasm passed, and she tried to tell herself that it was a false alarm. But something inside her knew that this contraction wasn't like the others.
"I'm not sure, but I think I might be in labor," she finished. "Wow."