Chapter 11: Face Down

Thank you once again Amy.Lee.Rox. This is when the story starts to turn ugly. Face Down is a song by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, which I do not own neither do I own these characters, except Celia, or this computer.

The morning had come and Celia heard her alarm upstairs going off. She stretched her arms and realized that Tom hadn't gone home the night before. She kissed him softly and he awoke as well and grinned.

"How much time do we have," Tom asked seductively.

Celia grinned as well.

Minerva started her first day at The 3 Broomsticks that day. She had decided that night that she didn't want to keep searching that she needed to pay her bills and soon. So she sent an owl to Mariana who was thrilled to hear that she would be helping out. Minerva didn't do much really. She washed dishes, scrubbed floors, and cleaned the toilets. Mariana didn't want magic used on her dishes. They took to shattering if you did that after too long so all dishes were washed by hand. The floors were scrubbed by hand every month or so and by magic every day. The toilets didn't matter so much they were bleach most of the time anyway. So Minerva had a fairly simple, fairly easy job. Still it just gave her more time to think about Hagrid. She had written to her former professor Dumbledore about the situation and he didn't know what to do about it either. He was becoming headmaster soon and told her he would do whatever he could to find a job for Hagrid. In the meantime washing dishes was her task at hand. She had decided to train the next year after she got on her feet to be an Auror. Well, she was stuck between the two, auror and transfiguration. She wasn't sure which would get her farther. Sighing she dipped the dishes back into the sudsy water and scrubbed them clean.

Celia and Tom had taken the shower together to save time. Of course much time was wasted in the shower not getting clean, but still both made it to where they needed to be on time.

A month passed and things were running like clockwork. Tom wasn't able to see Celia as often because he was always working late with Hepzibah. He started complaining of being sick to get out of seeing her. He was still held over at work, but it was a blessing not to have to see that woman. Then she started visiting the shop. Mr. Burke almost kicked her out for loitering, but then she decided to buy something and they couldn't.

Celia checked the calendar. How odd her menstrual cycles were never that off. She had been on birth control for a while now and there was no way that she was pregnant. She ignored it and guessed she just must be overstressed with school and her job.

Minerva finally got news back from Dumbledore through owl. He was trying his hardest to get a job for him so he could live there to on the grounds in the hut that he had been staying in earlier in the year (that man knew everything that happened in the school, though she still wondered why he hadn't said anything about it). Still she was grateful that he was trying. She smiled knowing today was the day she had to scrub the floors by hand after closing. She didn't' smile because she was happy she smiled because she knew that she had kept her job for a month now and she seemed to be in good standings. She also had enough to pay her bills. Now she would just have to decide if she wanted to do Transfiguration or train to become an Auror.

Many more weeks passed and Celia still waited for her period. There is no way she could be, no not this early in her life. She had to find out though; it was a matter that needed to be looked into. She went to see Minerva that day because it was Sunday and neither of them had to work that day. Tom was away and Celia apparated into the small neighborhood. Minerva looked surprised as she heard a knock on the door. She never usually got visits from anyone. She looked through the peephole of the door and saw that it was Celia. She opened the door and saw a worried Celia standing in her doorway.

"Celia what's wrong?' Minerva asked.

"I think I might be…" Celia said struggling to get the words out.

"Might be what?!?" Minerva almost shouted. She had never seen Celia this worried before.

"Pregnant," Celia said finally getting the word out.

Minerva's jaw dropped. She hadn't realized that THAT had been happening between Celia and Tom. She let Celia in.

She wasn't even sure what to tell Celia. She had heard of a pregnancy test that involved rabbits, but she heard that the rabbit died if the test came out positive. She decided that killing an innocent animal couldn't be the way to go for this. Sighing she handed Celia a paper bag so she would stop hyperventilating. She took a look through the newspaper for a while, while Celia was trying to calm herself down. Then Minerva say it the article that would help her out a lot in this situation. She cut it out for Celia and handed it to her the article read.

Madam Pomfrey, age 25, who made such an amazing discovery in the field of medicine. 3 years ago, shocking the wizarding world with her five-minute pregnancy test has now found a new way to regrow bones and she's calling it skelegrow. She got the urge to create this when an accident a few months ago left her brother without bones in his leg. He was said to have gotten into a street fight with another wizard and instead of repairing his broken leg afterwards he had really made the bones completely disappear. Madam Pomfrey's potion is soon to hit the market and become standard in St. Mungos by December. She recently took a job at Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry as head of their hospital wing…..

Celia stopped dreading and nodded. "How am I going to get into Hogwarrts though, you can't apparate." Celia said.

"Your going to have to floo there, I would go to Dumbledore's office, as headmaster he'll keep it quiet." Minerva said.

Celia nodded and walked to the fireplace. Minerva threw floo powder into the fireplace. Celia walked in and shouted, "Dumbledore's office."

She felt herself disappear from Minerva's living room and after much twisting and turning she landing in another chimney and fell into what had been Professor Dippet's office. She looked around and saw many shiny, silver objects. She stood up and brushed herself off while a voice to her left said, "Celia, and to what do I owe this unexpected visit."

Celia swallowed the lump in her throat and said, "I need to see Madam Pomfrey, about her, five minute pregnancy test," Celia choked out.

Dumbledore looked a bit surprised. Then he remembered the person who played a part in this. He led her to Madam Pomfrey trying to keep her out of sight of the students for the most part, but most of the students were still in class. He took her into the hospital wing and asked her to sit down while he talked with Madam Pomfrey.

Celia waited for what felt like hours and then Dumbledore walked out of the room he had been in with Madam Pomfrey and left the hospital wing without a word to Celia.

Madam Pomfrey led Celia into the room and handing her a plastic like stick.

"What do I do with it?" Celia asked.

"Urinate on that blue space at the end," Madam Pomfrey said pointing to a small bathroom.

Celia made a face, but did as she was told. She came out a few minutes later and the two women waited for the result. Five minutes seems like 5 hours when you're waiting for something that important. Finally the five minutes had passed and Madam Pomfrey looked at the test and sighed.

"Congratulations, you are pregnant," she said to Celia.

All of the color drained out of Celia's face. She thanked Madam Pomfrey for her time. Then Celia asked if there was a floo system set up nearby so she could go home. Madam Pomfrey nodded and pointed towards a chimney near the beds of a few students. Celia walked over to the fireplace and threw some floo powder in. She said, "Godric's Hollow," and she disappeared.

Later that night Tom arrived as he always did. Celia had dinner on the table as she always did and Tom scarfed it down as he always did. Something was different about the feeling in the air as Tom lifted his head up to see Celia eating slower than usual. He wondered if this mood she was in would affect whether they would engage in their usual activities tonight.

She didn't know how to tell Tom about her situation. She cleared the table and Tom watched her curiously. He felt a stabbing pain in his stomach. Something was very wrong and he had a keen sense for that now. Anger started to build him. He hated her not telling him something. He got up from the table as she began to wash the dishes and grabbed her arms. She let go of the dishes and looked up at Tom.

"Your not telling me something," Tom, said in a threatening voice. "What is it," he said getting angry each moment of time she took not to answer him.

Celia turned around as Tom pinned her hands behind her back against the counter. She looked at him with horror as she saw the anger in his eyes.

He shook her. "Well?" he demanded.

"I'm pregnant," Celia, said her eyes welling with tears.

"no, no no NO," Tom's brain thought. He began to get angrier. He had been stupid to think that the girl would have taken care of not getting pregnant. "This is your fault!" he screamed at her as he picked up one of the dishes and threw it against the wall. "You did this on purpose!" he screamed again throwing her to the ground. He was so angry he didn't ever want to be in this disgusting house again. He apparated away leaving a broken-hearted Celia behind. She was so shocked she couldn't even move. All she could do was cry with her face buried in the ground.