A/N: Written for the The Colours of the Rainbow Drabble Challenge and the Drabble Collection Challenge. Each chapter will be inspired by a colour of the rainbow and a word prompt. They will each have a specific word count, too. Please review!

General warning: this collection may feature unhappy!Drastoria, abusive!Draco, mature themes/topics and general unhappiness all 'round.

Chapter specific warning: allusions to miscarriages.

Colour: Red

Prompt: Wreck

Word Count: 171

She wakes in the middle of the night with stabbing pains in her stomach and she knows.

She stumbles blindly to the bathroom, already a sobbing wreck, and she wants so badly to be wrong, but blood colours her thighs, stains her nightgown deepest red, makes bile rise in her throat and tears spring to her eyes.

"Draco," she chokes, but it is just a whisper, pathetic. "Draco!"

He is there in seconds, barging through the door and hauling her up from the floor. He holds her close, rubs his warm hands on her bare arms as they Apparate, touches his chin to the top of her head and breathes deep. Astoria clutches tight to her stomach, where the gentlest curve belies their unborn child.

Draco mutters things like no and not again, but Astoria does not speak. She knows it is too late. Draco kisses her temple and says maybe next time, maybe one day, but Astoria cannot hear him.

Her hands are still stained; her palms are bright red.