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Chapter 4

"So, this is boring."

I peeked up from under my eyelashes and sent Albus a deathly glare. I wasn't in the mood to be fun today, it wasn't even lunch yet and I had thrown up six times and yet I was still extremely bloated. My head was throbbing and no matter how slow and steady I moved, I still felt incredibly dizzy.

"Entertain yourself," I muttered, letting my head fall back into the table. I could hear the constant bubbling of our potion, which was just in front of me, echoing into my ears and the sweet and sour aromas of all the different ingredients we had used. Mixed together, they were making my stomach churn every five seconds. Albus, however, didn't seem to care about this fact and kept prodding me in the arm.

"You're boring me."

"And you're annoying me."

"Get up, Callie! We can even throw worms into Sarah Vane's hair if you want."

Damn, he knew my weakness.

I lifted my head from the table to say yes, but an overwhelming urge to spew filled me and I let my head flop again. "I can't, man, I think I'm going to throw up," came my muffled reply.

"I think you're dying or something, you've been like this for weeks."

"Wow, you sure know how to make a girl feel better."

"Will you two shut up?" Rose's voice scolded, though I did not lift my head to look at her. "I can hear you from where I'm sat."

"Not that amazing, then, considering you're sat a foot in front of us."

"I don't appreciate your jokes." She paused for a second and then said, "What's up with Callie?"

"She feels sick."

"Again? I think we should take her to the hospital wing."

"I said that, too, but she won't," Coco joined the conversation with a heavy sigh.

Albus snorted, "I'll drag her there."

"I know the body binding curse."

"You know everything, Rose."

"I'm still here, you know," I called out in frustration. "And if you put a body binding curse on me, I'll kill you all."

Albus wagged his finger in my face and I mockingly went to bite it. "How could you kill us if you're immobile?"

I whacked him over the head with my text book.

Potions came to end and fifteen minutes later and it was time for lunch. I attentively picked up some melon and strawberries, the only things on the table that didn't make me want to up-chuck, and took tiny bites out of each. As I took another bite I felt someone take a seat next to me and turned to see Dominique Weasley grinning at someone in front of her.

"Come on, James, just tell us! We won't say anything," she giggling brightly and Carly, who Dom has been grinning at, laughed loudly.

"No, shut up, now," Potter snapped, his cheeks blooming bright red. He glimpsed down the table and then stared down at his plate like it was the most interesting thing in the world.

"Why not? Come one, mate," Dylan (I think) Wood said. "Tell us."

I shrunk back into Al's side and ignored my thumping heart, which always seemed to appear when James Sirius Potter was around. My stomach fluttered as he caught my eye and I quickly turned away, joining Coco and Scorpius' conversation about Quididtch.

"What's going on?" Al asked curiously as Freddie Weasley took a turn to beg.

"James let slip that he shagged someone at Lily's party," Louis smirked.

My heart skipped a beat and I dropped my melon suddenly feeling full.

"What? Everyone there was someone we knew," Rose replied.

"Yeah, apparently, someone walked into the common room after we all went to bed and James shagged her."

I needed to leave. I needed to get out of here.

I felt like I was under immense pressure, that everyone was staring at me, but in reality no one was paying attention to me. They were all staring at James. I tried to wiggle my way out but I was wedged in between Albus and Dom so hard I couldn't slip away unnoticed.

"Just drop it, okay? I'm not going to tell you," Potter muttered angrily. His bright hazel eyes flickered my way and my body broke out into a cold sweat, rushing through my veins faster than lightening. Once again, I leaned back out of sights way and gingerly played with my goblet.

"Why not? You've told us about all the other girls you've shagged."

An unearthly feeling bubbled deep in my stomach at Dylan's words. It was...weird knowing James has slept with so many girls and I had been a virgin.

Damn, I should have waited until marriage to have sex.

"This...this is different, okay? I don't think she'd be very happy with me if I told people. In fact, I'm pretty sure she'd beat me up, so I'm not saying anything."

Well, he was right there.

Out of the corner of my eyes I saw Potter glance at Albus, then me, and back to his plate with a hard look in his eyes. I scowled, wondering what was going on in his head when he looked at me. Was I just another shag to him? Probably. I felt sick, and not from morning sickness, knowing I had lost my virginity to someone I didn't even like. I had never been one of those people that said "I want to be in love before I have sex", but loosing it to someone I had only talked too a handful of times made me feel slightly...sad—and angry at myself.

I hastily excused myself and ran up into my dorm to lay on my bed.

Life sucked.

I felt like complete shit.

Instead of being the last one up and shouting at everyone to shut the hell up, I was the first one to be annoying and ran into the bathroom to barf up everything I had eaten the day before. I had forgotten to close the door so my retching echoed through the dormitory.

"Merlin," Megan Smith, one of my dorm mates, grunted as she come tumbling into the bathroom. "What's wrong? Is someone dying?"

"No, stomach bug," I replied, my head still down the loo bowl.

"Have some stomach settler or something," Linda Scott, Megan's best friend and other one of my roommate's, advised softly. "I've got some in my trunk, if you want some."

"Sure."

But as she disappeared off I wondered if medicines were bad for the kid currently cooking in my womb. I knew pregnant women weren't allowed to drink coffee or alcohol, so surely medicines would also harm the thing. Linda came back into the room with two small tablets in her dainty hand and I smiled gratefully, though I'm sure it came out as more of a grimace. I pretended to bend over to take a drink of water from the tap and sneakily dropped the tablets down the drain.

"Thanks, I can sleep again," I smiled.

Linda looked incredibly proud of herself and Megan stomped back over to her bed muttering about stupid roommates, so I figured it worked. I should have been a Slytherin, I'm so God damn sneaky.

I didn't sleep again, not even a wink. Neither Rose nor Coco had stirred during my 'spewing my guts out' thing so I had no one to talk to or annoy. Slowly, the sun rose and I heard Coco and Rose's whispered voices from the right of me so I sat up into sitting position.

"Callie?" Rose said in shock. "What are you doing up before half eight?"

"Couldn't sleep."

"She was throwing up in the night," Megan put in not-so-helpfully.

"What?" Coco yowled worriedly. "Seriously, Callie, I'm taking you to the hospital wing no matter what you say."

I nodded and secretly made up a plan to get away from her when she tried to drag me. It would be easy, all I needed was something sparkly.

I threw on my uniform, which had become a bit too tight in resent days, and followed Rose and Coco down to breakfast. Albus and Scorpius sent me an incredulous look when they saw me. I usually didn't surface until quarter to nine when I would stuff all my food in my mouth and then rush off to my lesson.

"Has something happened? Did someone die? Has the apocalypse happened?"

I glared at Albus and he laughed, wrapping his arm around my shoulders when I sat down on the bench.

"I couldn't sleep properly," I murmured tiredly.

"Poor baby."

"Go away."

Nothing after that went my way, either. I almost hexed myself twice in DADA and almost blew myself up in Potions, then turned my chair into a fierce beast in Transfiguration that tried to eat me. I spent my whole free period and lunch hauled over a toilet bowl feeling like I was going to die from exhaustion. Finally, the last two periods rolled around and I felt my whole body sing with relief.

However, just as things were looking up, I realized I had left my homework for Charms in the toilets when I was going over it for the lesson. I left my things with Albus and ran back as fast as I could, and bumped into someone.

Honestly, I suck at life.

My brain seemed to jiggle in my head and my stomach churned as I pinged back against the person's hard form.

"Watch where you're going, idiot," I snipped hatefully. When I looked up I froze.

Shit.

Double shit.

"Hey, Callie."

Triple shit.

"Hello, James."

He grinned at me and I hated that my stomach broke into butterflies. Unsuccessfully, I tried to ignore the cute way his dimples would appear with the slightest movement on his mouth, or the way his hazel eyes seemed to constantly shine with mischief.

Suddenly, he frowned, cleared his throat and ran a hand through his hair. "Listen, Callie, I'm sorry about yesterday at the table...you know, when they brought up Lily's party."

"No big deal," I replied.

LAIR!

"I didn't mean to tell them, it just kinda slipped out the other day when they were bugging me about...stuff."

"You mean Natalia McLaggen," I answered scornfully.

He looked shocked for a moment before he composed himself. "How did you—"

"Lily told everyone," I shrugged back coldly. "Have you told her you shagged someone else while you were seeing her?"

His face scrunched up into an intense uncomfortable expression. "No, and I'm not exactly seeing her, I'm just—"

"Fucking her, yeah, I get it."

"No, no—"

"Don't lie," I spat, though I didn't know why I was so angry. I shouldn't be angry. I shouldn't care. "It doesn't matter anyway," I lied smoothly. "It's not like either of us care. You can shag however you want, and so can I."

I stormed past him before he could reply and felt incredibly proud of myself as I picked up my Charms homework. Then my stomach fluttered and I remembered what our night of "not caring" had resulted in and dropped to my knees in guilt.

I skipped my last two periods and spent them crying and blowing snot into a tissue like the pathetic bitch I felt like. The last bell dinged through the bathroom and someone knocked at my stall door.

"Callie? It's me, Coco. What are you doing in there?" a voice eerily similar to my own said. I wiped my eyes with the spare tissue and blew my nose again.

"I'm fine, I'm coming out in a second!"

I was lying and Coco seemed to catch onto this too as seconds later she was climbing over the top of the stall. She landed gracefully onto the loo bowl and dropped down next to me with a confused and worried expression.

"What's up, Cal? You've been really depressed these past few weeks. It's not good for you."

"Nothing."

She sent me a withering look so similar to my own I almost laughed. "Bullshit, Calliope. Tell me what's wrong or I'm sending a letter to dad about you, and you know he'll come down here."

I rested my head against my knees and stared at my identical twin with blank eyes. She was right, if she sent a letter to dad about me crying he would burst into the Headmistress' office and wouldn't leave until I was in his arms and he knew what was wrong with me. As I stared into her wide, light blue eyes I realized, with deep shock and regret, that I wanted to tell her. Coco had been by my side since the day we were born, we had been through thick and thin, deep and shallow—she was my best friend.

Yet, I didn't want her to judge me. Coco was known for her very bubbly attitude and happy smile, but I had always been the mature one. I had always been the one the one to take care of us, to assure us that we were going to be okay and put us back into good moods. Knowing that I was failing Coco made me want to throw myself down the stairs. Not only Coco, but my dad, my Aunt Annie, the only mother figure in my life, my brother Bruce, my little sister Sage. They all expected more of me and to know that they would have to deal with my mistake...I wanted to cry again.

"It's bad, Callie," I whispered, wiping the leaking tears running down my cheeks.

"Of course it's bad, idiot, or you wouldn't be crying. I haven't seen you cry for years."

"Coco—"

"Just tell me, come on, Callie, I'm your sister! Tell me."

I didn't know whether it was my mesh of hormones, my inability to keep my mouth shut, or my utter idiocy—or maybe it was just that this was Coco and she was my sister. But the words that had been dancing on the end of my tongue screeching to be said slipped out.

"I'm pregnant."

I know I haven't updated in forever but I actually have a good excuse. My laptop broke on me and I didn't get it back for a while, and when I did get it back they told me the hard drive had gone. Well, this meant I lost everything. As in, all the stories that I had been working on, and the stories I has been posting. Therefore, I lost everything I had written for this story, meaning I lost around fifteen chapters. My laptop had to be sent off and I only got it back four days ago and since then I have been writing none stop to try and get everything back to normal again.

Anyways, I looked over the previous chapters and thought hard about the story and I've changed some things. Nothing utterly major, but some things, like Lily and Callie being best friends, and Keegan and Teagan (Callie's cousins who were best friends with Lily) aren't in the story anymore. I kind of thought everything over and realized just how stupid some of the things I had come up with were . . .

So! I've revamped the story and now I've put up a new chapter! Hope you like it, and I'm sorry for the long wait, it annoyed me, too!

As usual, if you have any thoughts tell me!

-Laylax