Things had been good for the first month. Then she found out she was pregnant. They had both been happy, excited even. They had decorated the nursery together, discussed names, feeding styles, godparents. They had had their arguments of course. But slowly it had turned into more than just arguments, then before he knew it he couldn’t do anything right. The first time she had struck him had been right about 6 weeks after Scorp was born. She had been out at a party while he stayed home with the baby. When she got back at midnight- earlier than he had been expecting her- he had been sitting up reading, just having put Scorpius back down after a feed. She had flown at him screaming about how no one had wanted her now that her body had been ruined by his child. 