"A Doctor!? I mean - honestly, sweet - I don't want a Doctor poking me full of bloody needle-tracks whilst I'm trying to give birth....!" She grimaced slightly and spit into the toilet, and then made for the sink in order to rinse her mouth out.
She took a gulp of water from the sink, before she answered Ernest's second question... "Just... hold me, please..." she whimpered in a pathetically small voice; even though it was nothing like the Cruciatus Curse at all - well, that didn't mean that the pain wasn't reminding her somewhat of the curse she'd endured for hours on end... And she really wanted to have some sort of comfort in this stressful time, after all!