"The Headmaster wishes to see you, Sinclair." Alecto Carrow announced to the class. My heart pounded in my chest as I dreadfully stood. As soon as I left the room, there were screams from the students inside. I knew them well. The Carrows regularly tortured us.
The corridors seemed long and narrow as my heavy steps were taken bringing me closer to him. This was no way to bring a child into the world. Especially now when everything revolved around darkness and death. It was December of my seventh year at Hogwarts. I was too young to become a mother at 16. He would absolutely kill me. Not to mention our relationship was a drunken one night stand.
Once I reached the office of the beloved former Headmaster, I was in utter terror. The awful things he would tell me. He would want an abortion, I just knew it.
I barged in without a knock. Embellished in black splendor, his back was to me as he faced out toward a ceiling to floor window. With a sigh, Severus turned to see me. "Miss Sinclair, you know why you are here."
"I know why I have come." I retorted.
"Sit down!" He thundered, pointing to the chair in front of his desk.
I flinched and sat as quickly as I could.
"Abandon the discourtesy, Miss Sinclair. Where...is...Harry...Potter?" Snape demanded.
"I don't know where he is! Why don't you impose your stupid interrogation on someone who actually knows him?!" I screamed back.
Severus sighed. "Miss Sinclair, you seem frightful of me. This is unlike the quiet, shy student I recall from your first year."
"Recall that you fucked me. I'm pregnant. That's why I came, not to be bombarded with mindless inquiries about the whereabouts of Harry Potter."
If it were possible, his face was drained of all color in seconds. The Potions Master heaved a deep sigh and looked back out the large window. "I see."
"Then you know it must be aborted." I insisted. "If anyone knows about this, our lives are over. Not to mention how much danger I will be in. I'd have to disappear."
Severus was in front of me before I knew it. "Not my child."