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Hours later, the train stopped and Potter and his friends left. I smirked at Draco, "My mission is coming along smoothly."
He rolled his eyes and grabbed his trunk while I grabbed mine. House elves came by and took them and I followed Draco off the train.
"There you are!" Pansy cried. "Draco! We couldn't find you anywhere!"
I assumed when she said we, she meant Crabbe, Goyle, and Blaise.
I rolled my eyes. "Hey, Pansy."
"Trix! You're back! Where were you? Did you have fun? Did he send you away?" She whispered the last bit.
I shook my head. "I'm fine, yes I had fun, I was in America, and no, he didn't send me away."
"Shame, you could be useful. He must not see it."
I glared at her and she backed off immediately. Draco smirked at me. "Don't scare her, she means well."
"You can fuck her all you like, I don't want to join though."
He smirked. "You'll change your mind later."
"A three-some?" I teased. "Not my style."
"What is your style?"
"An actual cute guy and not some jerk, and only two people, including myself."
"Damn, and I was hoping for you, Daphne, and I."
I rolled my eyes. "Dream on, Draco."
"Oh, I will."
I felt arms around my waist and I stiffened. "Get the hell off of me," I said coldly. Draco turned around and looked at me.
"Trix, what's wrong, baby?"
I could smell heavy alcohol on his breath. "Blaise, you are drunk already. Get off of me."
He didn't make a move and I spun around and placed my wand at his throat. "I said get off. If you don't even think about listening to me I'll make sure your mother has one less man in her life to worry about."
Blaise glared at me. "Don't you bring my mother into this, love."
"Then keep your fucking hands to your fucking self," I growled.
I spun around and walked off, leaving Draco forgotten, but he caught up with me. "That was pretty sexy. Blaise is still trying to figure out what happened."
"Maybe the train will run him over. He's a nice guy, but after what happened, no one can touch me like that. No one, not even you, Draco."
He nodded. "I understand."
I left Draco to the Great Hall and I ran off to Pomphrey.
"Madame Pomphrey," I said when I saw her.
"Miss Lestrange, what can I do for you?"
"I need to ask for a favor," I said, wringing my hands together nervously.
"What is it?" she asked wearily.
"I'm pregnant," I said confidently, "And I want to keep it, but I can't let the father know. I mean, I told him I am, but he wants me to get rid of it."
"And why are you telling me this?" she asked.
"Because Draco and I, we're hitting a rough patch and he wanted me to come to you to get the abortion potion," I lied easily. I'd tell Draco later on to go along with it. "And I want to keep this baby, but I don't want to lose Draco. . . is there a way that you can write it down on my record that you gave me the potion, in case someone asks, but you really don't?"
She looked at me with sympathy in her eyes, "Miss Lestrange, I really am sorry for your situtation, but-"
"Please," I begged, fake tears running down my cheeks. "I'll give you anything, I just need to keep this child. I don't care if Draco finds out later, but he can't find out now. No one except for you and I can know about this, please."
"I have to tell Professor Dumbledore and your head of house."
I swallowed thickly, faking my trembling lip, "B-but they can be the only ones. Please, I beg of you, I can't let this child go, I love it already. And as much as I love Draco, I'm positive things will work out in the end. Please, Madam Pomphrey, I need you to do this for me."
She sighed, thinking about it. "Alright, but as long as you write your guardian immediately."
"But my temporary guardians are Lucius and Narcissa!" I pleaded. "I can't write them. You have to understand. This has to be a secret. If-"
"What is the meaning of this, Miss Lestrange? Pomona?
"Miss Lestrange is pregnant, Albus," Madame Pomphrey said. "She wants me to write on her charts that I gave her an abortion potion without actually administering it."
"Please, Professor, I can't let Lucius find out. He'd kill me for it," I whispered. I wiped fake tears from my eyes and let my make-up smear. "I-I have to keep this child. I love it already."
Albus's eyes flickered from my stomach to my face and then to Madam Pomphrey's. "I see no harm in writing on her record. Miss Lestrange, who is the father?"
"Draco. . ." I whispered. "But he wants me to rid of it. He says we're too young. That I should finish school first. Professor, I can't let him know that I kept it. I can hide it from him, I swear, I just don't want to get rid of my child."
"I understand. I'm sure that no one will find out about this. Of course, I'll tell Severus, seeing as he is your head of house, but that will be all. Is that fine?"
I nodded, wiping the tears from my eyes. "Thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me. I don't know how to repay you-"
"I suggest you run to the hall to catch dinner, Miss Lestrange. The sorting will begin momentarily and we both must be in attendance."
I nodded, murmuring my thanks, before dashing to the Great Hall. I changed my appearance so that my eyes were a vibrant brown and my makeup smudges were gone.
I entered the Great Hall in a flock with everyone else staring at me as I walked to my table. I heard whispers about my encounter with Blaise. I'd be top gossip for a while.
"Yeah, he hugged her and she freaked out on him."
"She was walking and Blaise Zambini came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her and she like freaked. She whipped around and threatened him. Scariest thing I've ever seen. She looked so freaked, like it scared her too. I don't know what happened while she was away, but I'm not messing with her any time soon."
I looked at Dumbledore and he was watching me. I sighed and sat down next to Draco, my elbows on the table and my head in my hands.
"Baby, why did you do that to me?" Blaise asked, sitting on my other side. I stood up and walked around the table, sitting next to Pansy and Daphne.
"No means no, Blaise. And you are so drunk I can smell it from here," I muttered. Daphne hugged me.
"I've missed you! What have you been up to? Why were you gone?"
"I needed some time away. How have you been, Daph? I've missed you too."
"Oh, well. . ." she started, then proceeded to tell me about her new boyfriend that already graduated. I wanted to tell her that older guys were overrated, but something in me stopped. She was happy and I respected that, and then the sorting started and people gasped when they saw the Cullen's.
Every Cullen was sorted into Gryffindor, thank god. I looked at Snape and he seemed to feel me looking at him. He looked at me and sent me a meaningful gaze.
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