A/N: This story is dedicated to my Best Friend Hanna, aka Mesteria, which this is now her gift fic, Love you! Thank you to all my readers, and reviewers. Without you guys I would quit, so thanks! Anywho, enjoy. Not as long as I wanted, but I have to go where my creativity takes me. The Italic passage is a flash back, just in case you can't tell. This was my first experiment with flashback.I will be updating my other story soon. Promise. A special thanks also goes to the keeper of my sanity, , aka Jacalyn Hyde. Love you!((Lia, I'm dying to know your thoughts)).

Unexpected Results

Immediately, Bella began to feel light headed and nervous beyond belief.

The book in her arms now felt heavier than a sack of bricks as she climbed the stairs, one at a time.

Why was she taking so long to climb the stairs? This is what she had been waiting for, for the last three days: confirmation that she was not pregnant. Well, here it was. Yet, a part of her couldn't help but feel a hole being ripped through her chest with each step she took.

Going as slow as she could, suddenly she found herself in front of the door to the bathroom. She placed a hand on the door knob and gripped it tightly, her knuckles turning white from her grip, yet she still did not push it open. Both of her arms were on the verge of going numb, one from extraneous weight of the book, the other from her death grip on the door handle.

"You can do this damn it, you're not pre…you're not in that way! Just open the door." She hissed under her breathe trying to persuade herself. The more she talked it over in her head, the less her feet moved.

After some time, and a lot of mental kicks, she was inside of the bathroom. Two hours now seemed like five minutes as she paced towards the stall, passing a nearby sink and setting the book on it. Her mind was blank and her whole body was on the path of convulsions as she pulled her wand to undo her spells. "Lum…lumos." She called illuminating the tip of her wand and walking towards the porcelain bowl. Her heart beat was racing and she felt hot, very hot, to the point that she was sure she'd faint at any moment.

Like a scarlet letter, the muggle pregnancy sat on the back of the toilet, calling out to her. She had made sure to turn it over so that the results did not face her when she returned.

"Levi—levious—"She stuttered, as she raised her arm to the air. The test rocked back and forth but did not move. Her throat was dry and the words would not come out right. "Leviousa" Bella called once again, her throat unknotting, as the test flew into the air and she directed it out of the stall.

Plus means pregnant, line means not pregnant, plus, line, plus, line. She repeated as she walked towards the piece of plastic dangling in air, the results still facing away from her.

Slowly, she levitated the plastic stick around so that the front of it faced her. Bella let out a silent gasp, both wand and test flying to the floor, her eyes immediately filling with tears. There it was starring at her, two lines one crossed over the other, a plus sign.

"NO." She mouthed slipping to her knees. "No…" She shook her head in disbelief, refusing to believe the plus sign, which starred at her from the floor, mocking her. Sadness rose inside of her as she felt her heart hit the pit of her stomach, followed by anger.

"NO! It's a lie! It's this stupid muggle contraption. I was so stupid for even purchasing it. Anything made by muggles is not worth half of a galleon…" she trailed of, pausing as she felt hot tears run against her cheeks. "Damn Muggles!" She screamed again reaching for her wand and pulling her knees out from under her. "Confringo!" She shouted, blasting the test into flames. The smell of burning plastic filled the air.

Denial swarmed through her thoughts. "I'm not pregnant!" She griped wiping warm tears from her eyes. The signs had been there for the last three weeks; two missed periods, nausea, her chest being sore, plus mood swings, all of them were here.

"Oh, God, no." She cried as the fire burned out and she eased herself down against the cold stone floor, her mind floating back to what would eventually come to be known as "the date of conception."

***It was Halloween Day and the castle was ablaze with holiday cheer. Inside the Slytherin dungeons loud rock music blasted. Bellatrix sat in a nearby corner, legs curled underneath her, and a bottle of wine in hand. Sometimes she enjoyed Halloween, at other times she found it to be just an excuse for people to act like idiots. That night, most people seemed to be on the idiot track.

"Trix, why did you leave me?" Rodolphus called out standing above her. Bella brought the wine bottle to her lips and tilted her head back, ignoring him. "Trixie, what did I do?" He sat down next to her, placing his hand on her knee, but she shook it off. "Don't be like that…."

"Oh, so now you notice I'm here." She scoffed, scooting away from him, but he moved closer.

"What do you mean?" He asked, confused.

"You haven't paid any attention to me all night; and I saw you talking to Alexandria Nott."

"Nott, her? No, I don't…Bella, don't be like this. I've just been busy."

"Yeah, with McNair, Dolohov, and Rookwood; the three who share a brain! The only reason I came to this stupid thing was for you." Bella pouted. "We haven't spent any time together in forever. I feel like we're strangers. You only make time for me when you want to sleep with me." She sat the bottle down and folded her arms across her chest.

Rod looked at her, shaking his head. "I'm not going to validate that with a response because you know it's not true. You have that stupid advanced potions class and I am quidditch captain this year. Neither of us have time. I love you, Bella, not just your body. Believe me, if that was all I wanted I would've broken up with you by now."

"I thought you weren't going to dignify that with a response?" She stated matter-of-factly, nudging him for his last comment. "Go find your friends and leave me be."

"No, you're here and this is where I want to be. Plain and simple."

She smiled at his last remark. "Then, if you want to be with me—and just me, let's get out of here." Bella turned her head raising a brow. "Let's go for a walk and talk."

"Deal, Trixie." He stood and held out a hand for her to grab. Eagerly, she took it, jumping to her feet; bottle of wine still in hand as they weaved through a large crowd of people and out the exit. When they reached the hall, Bella slipped off her hells, setting them outside the dungeon entrance.

"No need to alert Filch. I'm sure his night is pretty busy as is. We don't need to be his next case." She laughed pulling on Rod's hand, leading him up a set of stairs and to the first floor corridor. The stone floors were cold against her feet as she pulled away from him and ran up the steps two at a time, but instead of stopping at the first floor, she ran to a second set of stairs.

"You know, Trix," He shook his head; "if you don't want to be caught by Filch then we shouldn't be running around the castle like mad people."

"Just come on." Bella rolled her eyes, beckoning for him to hurry. He broke into a sprint, meeting her on the steps. She laced a hand into one of his leading him to another flight of stairs; these ones leading to the Astronomy Tower. They walked the steps, hand and hand, silently. Bellatrix could feel butterflies in her stomach as she felt his hand snuggled in hers. "Would you like a drink?" She raised the wand bottle, offering it to him.

Rod took the bottle from her and placed his lips over where hers had been earlier, taking a large swig. "Red, I thought that you didn't like red wine?"

"But you like it, and I told you, I've missed you."

He shook his head grinning as they came to the entrance for the Astronomy Tower. "I've missed you too. Do you have to take that class?" He asked referring to her advanced potions course.

"Yes, I do. I'm taking my NEWTS, daddy is making me. I don't want to fail my NEWTS and disgrace the family." She leaned her head against his shoulder, feeling the cold chill her bones as they found themselves starring at the night sky.

Rod watched as she began to shiver, he pulled off his casual robes, and wrapped them around her shoulders. "You're star is out, Trixie." He pointed to a cluster of glowing dots shining brightly as he wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his chin on her shoulder. Bella brought the bottle of wine to her lips and smiled placing a hand over his.

"Finally Halloween is going the way I pictured." She grinned, turning in his arms to face him. "Kiss me?"

Without hesitation he brought his lips to hers, parting them and sliding his tongue into her mouth. Her arms wrapped his neck pulling him closer, dropping the wine bottle, and his hands roamed the sides of her body, finding their way under his robe and her shirt, resting at the small of her back. His hands were cold against her warm skin.

Bella could feel her knees going weak under her, moaning as she felt his caress. Feebly, her hands shaking, she unwound her arms from his neck and untucked his tie from his vest.

"Make love to me, Lestrange, now." She moaned between kisses, her hands reaching for his belt.

"So now all you want me for is sex?" A smirk crossed his lips.

"Of course that's all I want." She rolled her eyes in rebuttal.

"You're sure, Bella?" He groaned, struggling to keep his composure as he pulled his hungry lips from hers; parts of his anatomy were becoming very stiff. "You know I will, but I need for you to—"

"Are you going to talk or are you going to take me?" She whispered breathlessly, her heart beating a mile per minute. He obliged lifting her in his arms

Afterwards, they lay on the floor of the tower, wrapped in Rod's robes. Bella was snuggled close to Rod, a look of utter complacency on her face.

"Is everyone happy? He joked, kissing the top of her head. She laughed and nodded.

Both smiled wide as neither remembered that they had forgotten the most important of things—protection. ***

Bella remembered now, as she lay upon the cold floor, tears pouring from her eyes. She felt like she was going to be sick. Never, in her entire life, had she felt so disgustingly low and alone.

"I can't be…no…please. I didn't mean to. It was only once. We only forgot once…"She trailed off and brought her knees up to her stomach, sobbing violently. "What am I going to do?" Her voice pleaded to no one.

Soon her violent sobs turned into silent cries and then blank stares. She was lost inside as she hugged her knees, closing her eyes tightly, and rocking back and forth. "What have I done?"