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I had always believed in fairy tales, ever since my mum had told me stories when I was really young. The trouble was, I was never able to try and apply fairytales to everyday life. My fairy tale would easily be for my family, the Weasley clan, to accept the boyfriend I have been secretly dating for the past year. I don't know why we ever kept it a secret. It's been rather hard, especially for me.

I'm in my sixth year of Hogwarts, or more of the end of my sixth year, with summer term ending in a couple weeks. My boyfriend, is in his last year, and is eighteen years old. Although we are both so young, me being just seventeen, I know that I love him. I can tell by the he acts and talks to me, that he loves me too. If only we didn't have to keep things so quiet. Though, I don't blame him, I would be afraid to have to face the entire Weasley family, there are so many of us.

0o0o0

"Victoire, you're going to be late for the game!" cried Anne as she came into the sixth-year dorms.

"I'm coming. I just need to grab my broom," I said while rushing to my trunk. I pulled out the broomstick my parents got me for my birthday, and ran down the stairs with Anne following. Anne is easily my best friend at Hogwarts. She never has trouble telling me how ridiculous I may sound, helping me with anything, and always being there for me to talk to.

We arrived at the Quidditch pitch and Anne gave me a big hug. "Good luck," she whispered, "you win us Gryffindors the house cup!"

"I'll try," I replied, before running into the changing rooms.

"You're late," said Teddy, the team captain, quietly while shooting me a slight glare.

"I know, I'm sorry," I replied while smiling apologetically before changing into my robes.

"Alright, Jon and Samantha, remember to aim low. You'll have a better chance of hitting them. Clarisse, Diane, and Victoire, try to run the plays we ran in practice. Tom, DON'T leave the keeper hoops open again, we don't need a repeat of the beginning of last game," said Teddy shaking his head. "You guys, we can do this. Our team is strong, and we've been practicing hard. Let's get out there and show the Ravenclaws what Gryffindor is made of!" Everyone cheered, and I smiled to myself. Teddy always had a way of communicating well with people.

"Alright, we should get out there, the match is going to begin soon," Teddy said while grabbing his broom. He took a deep breath, and the team followed him outside of the changing room. It was the perfect day for a Quidditch match; warm, sunny, and light wind.

Our names were called out as the teams were announced, and we soon got on our brooms and began to fly. Teddy approached the center of the pitch, shook hands with the Ravenclaw captain, and the match began.

We were doing fairly well, 40-10 Gryffindor, as the match reached thirty minutes. Teddy was looking frantically around for the snitch, hoping to end the match as soon as possible. Clarisse, Diane and I continued to run Chaser plays as often as possible, but the Ravenclaws were proving to be strong in playing defensively.

Diane passed me the quaffle, and I took off towards the Keeper's hoops. Clarisse managed to pull ahead of me, and I passed the quaffle to her. I watched as she scored another ten points for the team. I cheered with the rest of the team, until I felt something hit my back hard, and everything faded away as I began to fall off my broom.

0o0o0

"Oh, thank heavens you are alright!" said a voice as I attempted to open my eyes. I was immediately greeted with my strawberry blond hair and pushed it out of my face. I looked up and noticed Madam Pomfrey in front of me.

"What happened?" I asked her, attempting to sit up but feeling pain.

"Quidditch injury," she replied. "I swear, the amount of injuries that game has brought upon the school..."

"I meant in the game," I mumbled hesitantly. "Do you know who won?"

"I believe Gryffindor won, Mr. Lupin was able to catch the snitch as you were falling." I smiled, as long as we won the game, then all was okay.

"Now, I'm just going to examine you for bruises, try not to move around too much," she said while grabbing an ointment. She first checked my arms, legs, and stomach, each with a few bruises from the fall. She told me that McGonagall was able to slow down the fall, so I wasn't hurt too badly. She then made me turn over on the cot to examine my back where I was hit by the bludger.

"Ow!" I yelled, as I laid on my stomach.

"What?" she asked, "I didn't touch your back yet."

"No," I said, as I felt tears welling in my eyes from the pain, "It's my stomach. It hurts."

"Well turn back over!" she exclaimed, and I immediately rolled onto my back.

"Where does it hurt?" asked Madam Pomfrey, "I thought I saw all of the bruises."

"I don't know," I replied, lifting the dressing gown to examine my stomach. She put her hand on.

"There?" she asked. I shook my head. She moved her hand to the right, and then to the left. She lowered her hand below my belly-button, and I cried out in pain again.

"I don't see any bruising," she said, brows furrowed. "Hold on, let me get my wand." She left the closed in area, and I looked down at my stomach. I lightly pushed on it again, to feel the exact pain. It wasn't really my stomach that hurt, it was more of my...

No. No. No. No. No. I felt my breath catch and began to feel light-headed. It couldn't be. It can't be. I mentally did a quick count, and realized that I was two weeks late. It could just be stress, couldn't it? I'm seventeen, things like this don't happen. They're not supposed to happen! I waited anxiously until Madam Pomfrey rushed back.

"Okay dear, this may take a little bit, but I'm going to try and find out what is wrong."

I closed my eyes and began to feel a coolness wash over me. Now was the matter of truth, either it could be something small or something life changing. She continued to work for a few more minutes.

"Oh my!" she said suddenly. I opened my eyes, and knew that my fear was confirmed. "Er, I'm going to have to put you asleep for a bit Miss Weasley, in order to try and save the... baby." I felt tears well up in my eyes, as thousands of emotions flashed before me. Fear, anxiety, shock, sadness, but not acceptance. I nodded, before everything turned black.

0o0o0

"...so we won the Quidditch match. I was able to catch the snitch just as you fell. I can't believe that lousy Ravenclaw player would just attack you like that, there wasn't even a foul called!" I heard his voice, and immediately knew it was Teddy.

"Teddy?" I croaked while opening my eyes.

"You're awake! Hold on," he said while walking out of the enclosed area. "Madam Pomfrey, she's awake," I heard him say. I watched as Madam Pomfrey came back into the room, followed by Teddy.

"Oh good," she said, "Mr. Lupin, I need to do some examinations, to make sure everything is okay."

"Oh, alright. I'll see you later Victoire," he said looking at me. I looked back at him and gave him a sad smile before he left.

"Okay dear," she said sitting down in the chair that was next to me. "I was able to save the baby, that fall that you took was no good for it though. Thank heavens, the Quidditch season is over." I looked at her once more before closing my eyes. Pregnant. There was a baby inside of me.

"Now, by law, you are of age and I don't have to tell your parents. But," she said as I let out a shaky sigh, "You do need to tell them, for they will notice in time. Now, for the father," she said looking at me in the eyes, "you need to tell him immediately, whatever your relationship to him is, I do not care. He has a right to know. I'm going to have you come down to the hospital wing every two weeks next term, to watch the progress of the baby."

"What about when it grows?" I asked quietly.

Madam Pomfrey sighed, "We'll figure something out. I wanted you stay over night, but you seem to be okay to take your exams. Just, take everything easy, no harsh activities." She stood up and began to leave the closed in area, before stopping. "You're about a month and a half along," she said quietly before leaving for good.

I didn't even want to begin to think how I was going to tell everyone. Surely, this was going to be the greatest disappointment to everyone, especially my parents. They didn't even know I had a boyfriend. My boyfriend, this was going to ruin him too.

After being dismissed from Madam Pomfrey's care, I made my way back to the common room.

"Radishes," I said to the Fat Lady.

"No, sorry," she replied.

"No?" I asked.

"The password was changed."

"How was I to know? I was in the bloody hospital wing! Can't you just let me in? You know I'm a Weasley and in Gryffindor."

"No password, no entry. Sorry, rules are rules."

"Fine!" I snapped. "I'll just sit against the wall, and wait for someone to let me into the common room."

"Alright," she replied.

"Ergh!" I began to pace back and forth, before remembering what Madam Pomfrey had said, no harsh activities. I suppose walking furiously would be considered a bit harsh. I slipped down against the wall and began to bang my head against it.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid," I began to mutter.

"Whoa, Vic, stop!" I heard I voice say. Opening my eyes, I couldn't hold back a groan. I wasn't ready for this. I had wanted a bit more time.

"No, not you."

"Ouch, thanks," Teddy said smiling. "I feel very loved."

"Shush," I replied. I stood up and said, "We need to talk."

"You know, the last time you said that..." he began smiling mischievously.

"Teddy, this is serious."

"Alright," he said quieting. "Room of Requirement?"

"Yeah, sure." We began to walk toward the seventh floor corridor, before coming up to a blank wall. I need a place to break the news, I need a place to break the news, I need a place to break the news... I door suddenly appeared. I grabbed Teddy's hand and dragged him inside.

"So, what's wrong?" asked Teddy as he made his way over to a couch. I sat down next to him, before putting my face in my hands.

"Everything," I said quietly, feeling myself tear.

"Are you breaking up with me?" he asked.

I looked over at him, "no, but when you hear what happened, you're going to break up with me," I replied quietly.

"You cheated on me," he stated.

"No!" I said quickly, "never, I love you too much to even consider cheating on you."

"So then what happened?" he asked confused.

"I'm... I'm..."

"Yes..." he said motioning his hands for me to continue.

"I can't say it!" I cried.

"What? Vic, I'm really confused right now."

"Oh Teddy," I said as I began to break down crying. He slid over closer to me and gave me a comforting hug.

"Tell me what's wrong," he said.

"Baby," I said quietly.

"What?" he asked as his light brown hair changed color in confusion, "we've never had terms of endearment."

"No," I groaned. "Damn it, why is this so hard."

"Just say it," he said coaxing me to continue.

"Fine, I'm...pregnant," I said quietly. I watched as Teddy froze and his eyes widened.

"With a baby?" he asked at last.

"No, a hippogriff," I said sarcastically. "Of course a baby!"

Teddy sat in silence for a while before asking, "Whose is it?"

"What?" I asked shocked.

"Who's the dad?" he asked looking at me.

"You are. Why would you think that it would be someone else?"

"You said that I was going to break up with you..."

"I meant that once you found out about... it... then you probably would. I don't want to tie you down Teddy, but I don't want to get rid of the baby. I know that hell is going to break loose when I tell people, but I don't have to mention who the father is."

"No, I'm by your side."

"Teddy, don't feel obligated to say that. I'll understand..."

"Victoire, I do feel obligated because I'm the father, but that's not all. I love you so much, that I would never even dream of letting you go through all of this on your own."

I smiled, "Well, good. I'm glad you said that. I was afraid of what would happen once I told you."

"Oh my god," he said. "Your dad is going to kill me." I sighed.

"Yeah, and if he doesn't, then one of the uncles or cousins will."

"Harry's going to be so disappointed in me," he said quietly.

"The whole family is going to be disappointed in us. I just... I don't get it. We were always so careful."

"Yeah, it makes no sense. But, there's no use in worrying about how it happened, let's just deal with the problem in front of us now." We sat in silence again.

"Do we wait until the holidays?" I asked.

"Yeah, I suppose it would be better in person then a letter."

"Alright," I replied. "I'm going to head back, I'm kind of tired."

"Okay, I'll see you in a bit." I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, stood up and made my way back to my dormitory. How can something so simple, of just showing my love for Teddy, get so messed up. I don't even want to think about the upcoming summer.

A/N: Hello, this is an idea that I came to me, and I decided to write it down and submit it. There aren't many Teddy and Victorie stories, so I hope you all enjoy this one! It does somewhat fit into the epilogue of the story, though the ages aren't quite exact.

Please tell me what you think!