A Family That Just Can't Be
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Word Count: 596
Warning- This one gets personal. I recently found out that I have PCOS, for those of you that don't know what it is, it's Polycystic Ovary Syndrome, it means there are a bunch of little cysts in my ovaries that cause a buildup of blood. (I was bleeding for almost 6 consecutive weeks). 70-80% of women with PCOS can not get pregnant. So I wanted to write a little blurb about it. I hope y'all enjoy. (Personally, I'm just happy to not be constantly bleeding anymore)
You may shed tears, don't worry, it is a totally normal reaction to denying our beloved Harry the family he so deserves, even when it is out of both of their control.
Now, to the blurb:
"Y/N, I'm home." Harry sings as he walks into his London mansion. When he doesn't get a response, he starts to get a little bit worried.
"Y/N? Darling? Love?" He asks into every room he checks. Finally he pokes his head into a pastel coral painted room, the room the two had decided would someday be their nursery.
Sitting on the plush white rug was his beautiful wife, "Y/N?" He asked. She was staring out the window, but her mind was lost in space after hours of crying. Which H noticed once he sat down next to her and turned her head so he could kiss her.
"Baby, what's wrong?" He asked, she winced at the pet name and curled further into herself.
"Love, you're scaring me." H said.
"H, I can't be here anymore." She finally croaked out. "I can't do this." She added before getting up. She wanted to burn this entire room, the room they had been trying for nearly a year to fill.
"I caved H, I caved and went to my OBGYN today. It's never going to happen for us."
"GOD, I'M SUCH A FUCKING FAILURE!" She screamed and punched the wall.
"Woah. Woah woah woah. Sshhh, everything's going to be alright." H cooed and she whipped on him.
"NO, EVERYTHING WILL NOT BE ALRIGHT H."
"Hey, we just have to keep trying, it'll happen for us someday."
"OH MY GOD H, DON'T YOU GET IT, IT WON'T! It won't ever happen for us H, it won't happen because I can't, I can't get pregnant H, I'm infertile." She yelled but her yells became sobs. Harry was speechless, he felt his own knees go weak.
Sitting them back down on the floor, this time with her in his lap, he just held her, wanting to give her every ounce of strength he had. He could feel how broken she felt.
"I have PCOS, Polycystic Ovary Syndrome, which basically just means that my ovaries are full of tiny little cysts that won't let anything through. I can ovulate, albeit not for long, and not as often, you can come inside of me as many times as you want, but no matter what, your sperm will never touch my eggs, let alone latch onto one.
"There are other options, love." He whispered.
"Except those other options don't involve me having our child growing inside me."
"Listen love, I love you. Yes we wanted a family, I wanted to be a dad and teach our kids how to dance, and take them on trips all over the world, change all of their stinky diapers, drop them off to school on their first day, and watch your belly grow with a life the two of us created. But as long as I have you, I will always be the happiest man alive."
For the rest of the afternoon, the two sat there, mourning the loss of the family they never got the chance to have.
Sorry for the tear-jerker.
-Ava
