Hi guys! There'll be a lot of time skipping throughout this chapter. Please try and not take too much notice but enough to make sure that you understand where the story is. It's awkward but please work with me please. I really enjoyed writing this chapter.
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Chapter 8: Little Monster
Weeks Later: I took the invisibility cloak from under the bed and draped it over myself. I changed into my usual training outfit, tracksuit bottoms and a skin tight t-shirt so that I could work easier. I decided to leave the bra off because it would show under the top, and I don't want a ghost after me like a pervert.
I passed Mc Gonagall without a problem and slipped outside into the Forbidden Forest. I was nearly caught by Hagrid, but fortunately wasn't.
"Could you have taken any longer?" Lucius tutted, sitting on one of the stumps.
"You're lucky I came in here in the first place. I was nearly tempted to sneak into Draco's bed as I passed Slytherin house." Lucius sent me a glare. He still isn't all that mad about me going out with Draco.
"If I find you in my son's bed I'll drag you out of it by the hair." Lucius threatened.
"I can sleep with your son if I want, and if he does too. Butt out. You're dead, remember? Draco hates you anyway." I replied, tying my hair up into a ponytail.
"Start your mind meditation. Immediately." Lucius ordered.
I shook my head at him and then sat on one of the stumps, crossing my legs. I then closed my eyes and began to concentrate. He told me to imagine something from my past that made me upset or angry, so I chose the time Caroline and I duelled a couple of weeks ago.
"Concentrate. Remember the emotion you felt when at that time." Lucius always talked me through my meditation even though I was used to it already.
"Aim that anger towards the back of your mind, locking it there inside a cage, an indestructible cage." Lucius ordered.
This was the part I couldn't get. My face scrunched up a little, trying to concentrate, but the ball of anger exploded inside my mind. I yelled out.
"Open your eyes." Lucius quickly, but calmly, commanded. He had a charm around the us that kept our sounds silent while I was practising.
I did so and tried desperately to control my breathing.
"As a matter of interest, what memory did you pick?" Snape asked. He was observing quietly at the side.
"The duel with that bitch Caroline." I hastily replied.
"Lucius, a word." Snape said and both ghosts walked away from me.
I decided to practise my spells, but thought better.
You're going to have to cut down on her anger. I know your grandfather trained his clients like that but she's just a child. Snape hissed. I could hear their conversation from where they were. I have been able to do that for a while, like listening to other teachers across the castle, I just didn't tell them yet.
I know what she is. We haven't got as much time he had. Her brother has to be trained too. Lucius replied, deep in thought.
I researched your grandfathers notes. Either herself or the boy will keep their abilities. Judging by the strengths of their minds, Dianne will be keeping hers and the boys will ware away. Snape predicted.
Why do you think I chose her to train and not that boy. Not just to look over my son while she's dating him. I know she's going to keep her powers. Lucius said.
You influencing her mind during her sleep isn't helping. We're actually trying to get both of them worn away from that situation, save them both from their stress of the ability. Snape explained to Lucius. Influencing my mind? He won't hear the end of this.
The rain began to pelt down. I ignored it.
Lucius and Snape drifted back, Snape pissed off and Lucius not much better.
"Are you two sneaky assholes finished your gossiping?" I asked.
"Yes we are. And don't call us that dreadful word." Snape said bitterly.
"Fine. I'll leave you out Snape. Lucius is still a betraying bastard." I knew they had it half-figured out.
"That's right, I heard every single word you two said. Thanks a lot Lucius. You really are still a bastard." I said and left.
I felt a piercing cold hit my arm and then pull me around. Somehow Lucius was not a complete ghost. He still had his human body, but was still dead, and discovered modern clothes. He had a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt on him. He also got his blonde hair cut like a normal guys haircut. I did it of course. No one else knows about him being dead in a living dead body.
"If you leave right now then I'm not going to train you anymore. And I am going to train you, even if I have to drag you back to that clearing myself." Lucius threatened.
"I guess you're going to have to drag me." I said and turned in my heel. My t-shirt was tighter to my skin more than before, as were my tracksuit bottoms.
Lucius appeared in front of me and rammed me back against a tree. His body was completely against mine, apart from our faces.
"I guess you've picked the hard choice." He growled, and put his hands on my arms, pinning me to said tree.
"Get away from me you freak." I hissed at him.
I felt something rub up against my thigh, and immediately tried not to gag.
"You dirty fucker!! I'm dating your son!" I yelled at him but he cut me off with his own mouth on mine. I didn't get time to close my mouth again so his tongue got into it, exploring the depths of my mouth. His hand snuck up my soaking t-shirt and snaked higher and higher, and I had no bra.
My mental rage came back again and blew him away.
I freaked out. I didn't just do that. I didn't attack Lucius. I did.
I ran past him but he caught my ankle and tripped me down to the ground, climbing on top of me. My t-shirt was getting dangerously high.
I swung my closed fist around and busted his jaw.
"You little bitch." I could feel the same thing I felt earlier against my bare stomach.
"Will you control yourself!" I retorted.
"You should be used to it, dear Draco's the same around you." Lucius pointed out.
"At least he was decent about it and excused himself! You just go on ahead and stick it where you want to!"
"Exactly. Where I want to." He said and reached down to my tracksuit bottoms.
I kneed his balls and made my escape with the small about of time I had to go.
I ran and ran and ran till I got to Gryffindor house. Quickly showering and changing, I grabbed my blankie and went down the stairs to sit on the sofa in front of the fire. Adding more to it, making the flame last longer, I cuddled into the corner of the sofa and slowly fell into a restless sleep.
** Next Evening: "What will I wear Hermione? I've to go on a date with Draco and I have nothing to wear!" I said.
"Calm down. Wear this skirt with that top and you can borrow my Ugg boots." Hermione offered.
"Mione, what are 'Ugg Boots?'" I asked.
"These." She said and put a pair of tan coloured boots in front of me. They were really soft and cuddly on the inside. I quickly changed and thanked Hermione, running down the stairs. Draco told me to meet him in the Astronomy Tower and now I'm running late.
I got to the stairs of the Astronomy Tower and stopped there. Draco was waiting for me and wasn't he a sight not just for sore eyes but for all eyes. He looked fine.
"Sorry. Fashionably late." I sheepishly said.
"There's no need. You're gorgeous enough as it is." Draco said and pulled me into a kiss.
I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, not wanting to move. Ever.
He broke our kiss first. "I want to show you something I made, especially for you." Draco took my hand and led me up the stairs.
"Are you ok? You didn't seem all that well at breakfast this morning. You were late too. And then missed the first three quarters of class." Draco asked suddenly.
"Yeah. I just was a bit sick, that's all."
Draco stopped for a minute.
"It's not because of the other night, is it?" Draco worriedly asked. I went red at his meaning.
"No way! I'm not, you know...." Pregnant. I didn't finish the sentence out loud and yes, me and Draco did the thing that we were too young for. So what?
"Are you sure? We didn't use pro-"
"Must we talk about this?" I asked, cutting him off from my memories.
"Yeah if you're carrying my child." Draco said.
"Draco, we had sex. Just because I got sick a week after doesn't automatically mean that I'm having a child. Anyway, I protected myself. Now can we drop the subject?" I asked.
Draco smiled gently at me. "Sure, let's show you your present."
We got to the top of the steps and stood at the railing of the balcony. The stars were shining brightly above of us. With a wordless flick of Draco's wand, the stars began to rearrange themselves.
'Draco and Dianne Forever' glittered above us. I smiled, tears forming in my eyes.
"That's beautiful." I mumbled.
"And it's all for you." Draco opened a glass case and the stars flew into it. Draco closed the case and handed it to me.
"Now you can keep it with you." He said and handed the box to me. The words sparkled up to me, the words still in place.
I hugged him really tightly. "I love you." I said into his ear, looking into his box again. Draco and Dianne forever is right.
"I love you too." He replied, and I could hear his smile in it.
Draco pulled back and took my box. "See if I'm not around and you're lonely, open the box and the stairs will spring out of it, floating around you, keeping you warm. I added some of the scent from my shampoo and conditioner in it because I know you love that smell in particular." He smiled at me. I couldn't help but kiss him.
"You're the best in the world." I said into his warm neck.
"I know." He said and we sat down, looking up at the stars, correction, our stars, which was released from my little glass box.
**That Night: I woke up after a bad dream. Caroline was freed of charges and I was put in Azkaban for killing my father instead of her.
"Hello Dianne." Came a drawl. How did Lucius get into my room?
"Before you scream, I have everyone inside your bed silenced from everyone not on it." He smirked.
"Fine. What the hell do you want?" I asked, recoiling away from him.
"I want to know when you had sex with my son. Both of you are too young." Lucius demanded.
"What's it to you?" I asked, bringing my cover over my chest.
"I want to know." Lucius said.
"It's got nothing to do with you when I fucked Draco. You can go on ahead now and try and rape me to get answers, but I'm not saying anything." I zipped my mouth closed. Lucius disappeared.
I sighed, and then darted to the bathroom, puking my guts up. I put a hand on my stomach. It felt funny under my touch, but I ignored it and continued to puke up the residents of my stomach.
** One month later...: I stood in the bathroom again, puking my guts up. I put my hand on my stomach and noticed something different. It was larger, and my bellybutton was sticking out. I screamed. Hermione and the other girls from the dorm rushed in.
Hermione was first to me, panicking.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
I couldn't breathe.
"We have to get her to the Poppy!" Lavender overreacted.
I was helped down the stairs, where most of the Gryffindor boys was looking out their dorm doors. Even the smile off the Twins' faces have disappeared.
"What's wrong?" Harry asked.
"Something with Dianne. Oliver, go get Draco immediately." Hermione barked.
He went to leave but I stuck out my hand.
"No. Leave him be. I don't want him worrying." I breathlessly said.
"Ok. No one's going to say anything to him until you want to." Hermione said. "Now let's get you to the hospital wing."
We were there in ten minutes because I had to stop every now and then to puke, which Mione cleared with a swish of her wand.
"Poppy!" Hermione yelled, dragging me to one of the beds. I lay on it, puking more of my guts up.
"What is it at this hour of the morning?" she asked, scurrying out of her office.
"There's something wrong with Dianne." Lavender screamed.
"Shush. I'm right beside you. No need to shout." Poppy said and grabbed a bowl. I puked more into it.
"What happened?" Poppy asked.
"We just woke to the sound of her screaming in the bathroom and then more throwing up." Hermione explained. Lavender left.
"And you don't know why she screamed?" Poppy began to examine me. I held onto my stomach, not letting her near it.
"Drop your arms dear." Poppy gently told me.
I shook my head, and then puked again. Hermione held my hair back.
That distracted my hands and Poppy got them away from my stomach.
"It's ok. I won't hurt your belly." Poppy said.
Poppy whipped out her wand and scanned my stomach by putting it sitting on it and spin in a circular motion.
Then setting it on a table, the wand projected an image onto the wall.
"Oh dear." Poppy murmured. Hermione looked at the image and froze herself.
"What is it Mione?" I asked.
She didn't say anything. I looked at it myself, and saw what had put her into shock.
On the screen was a picture of my womb, and a little baby was growing inside it.
"Oh Sweet Merlin." I whispered.
** "Hermione, you've been asking me the same question for three days and I've always given you the same answer. Why keep asking?" I repeated.
"I just am. Why shouldn't we tell Draco you're carrying his child. He deserves to know." Hermione said.
"I don't know how he'll take it." I said, opening my box of stars.
"And you won't unless you tell him." Hermione scolded.
"What did you say to him about me being missing all day?" I asked.
"I said that you weren't feeling well and was staying in your room. He knows he won't be able to go up because of the charm on the girls stairs." Hermione said.
"Mione, you're a lifesaver, you know that." I said.
Poppy came over to us.
"I have this spell that can hide your swelling stomach during the day. I've taught Miss Granger the spell to recast every morning before class. It will fade away when you go to bed but that shouldn't bother you. You'll be able to go to classes tomorrow." she said.
"Thanks a million." I put my hand on my stomach, thinking about the child I'm about to keep. Hermione wanted me to get rid of the child but I nearly blasted her butt off with my mind. I've practised the blowing up with my mind.
Mione shook her head at me.
"You're allowed to go back to your dorms there, and then down to dinner. Just don't eat too much too quickly. You have to eat though. You have to remember the child." Poppy warned.
"No problem. Am I allowed outside? I have to see Draco's Quidditch matches." I said.
"Not for too long. If you are, cast a spell around you to keep warm." Poppy told me. I nodded.
"I do that anyway."
"Good. Miss Granger, I'm assigning you to keep track of the growth of the child. I'll explain to you what you should be looking out for while Miss Longbottom is getting changed. I climbed out of bed to put on my jeans and slipped on my baggy t-shirt.
Mione came out from the office while I put on my slipper/boots.
"Everything packed?" she asked.
"Yeah. Can we perform the spell now? Classes are nearly over and I want to get into the dorms before I run into anyone." I said.
"Sure." Mione took out her wand and the bump disappeared. I smiled. Thank goodness for magic.
"Thanks." I said and we made our way to the dorms.
** One month later: Knocking came on my door. Mione peeked her head in.
"Are you ready for Draco's match?" she asked.
"I need your spell. It's growing like mad." I said, giving up the attempt to close my jeans.
Suddenly, my huge belly had disappeared.
"Thanks."
"Sure. Now you're going to be late." Mione said and we left for the Quidditch pitch.
"I'm coming, I'm coming." I said and followed her out the door.
We got into the pitch quickly enough. My own Quidditch matches were fortunate for me, because I was goalie and didn't have to do as much.
I sat at the front railing, waiting for Slytherin to appear.
They finally showed and Draco flew across to me.
"Hey Dianne. You alright?" he asked. I nodded and kissed him before his match, which was lucky between the two of us. I felt a little kick in my womb as soon as I made contact with him. The Slytherin crowd went wild. Mione and I were the only ones that they were ok with.
"Good luck." I said, smiling.
"I don't need it. I have you." Draco replied and flew off to take his position.
"You felt it, didn't you." Mione guessed.
I nodded. "As soon as we made contact, he kicked."
"He?"
"I want him to be like his father, not me, and I don't care if he's going to end up to be a bastard." I said.
"We'll talk later." Mione said and we concentrated on the match.
Twenty minutes later, Draco caught the snitch. I jumped up and shouted in joy.
"Go Draco!" I screamed. Slytherin was in the final with Gryffindor.
He sped over and pulled me onto his broom.
Circling the pitch, he was in sync with the Mexican wave of the Slytherin's that sat everywhere.
I kissed his cheek, and I felt a kick again. Only this time, so did he.
"What was that?" he asked.
I couldn't hide the truth from him anymore.
"That was our kid Draco. I'm three months pregnant with our child." I said.
I know. Total shock, right. Again, my apologies for all of the time skipping. Please R&R
