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Cat-Gone-Berserk: Thank you, now, I know I don't have much at the moment. But! I do have my ideas straightened out a bit more. this is a bit slow like the last one, but I promise it is important. Enjoy!

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Chapter 13

The office was tense when Severus and I stepped through the door but a little more on the confused tense, not 'OMG, she and the potions professor have a thing going on' tense. Dumbledore motioned for me to sit in one of the provided chairs before the questioning started.

"What is going on between you two? What's with the secrets?" Tonks snapped.

"Tonks, ease down a bit. Now, Miss Eydie, if you would so kindly explain what is going on?"

I was nervous, I'll admit it. The Headmaster of Hogwarts scared me a little. Taking a deep breath, I started with the relationship with my step-father; explaining why I needed to talk to him and why we had become close. Tonks was much calmer with this information.

"But what did you need to talk to him about and couldn't tell us?"

With an encouraging nod from my God-Daddy, I blurted out the news. "I'm pregnant." Tonks and Dumbledore froze. I didn't know what to do. It was like I was on the death line, waiting to be shot or for someone to come running up to drag me to safety.

"Who," Tonks finally got out.

"Charlie; Tonks, please don't be mad." She shook her head and pulled me into a tight hug. "I didn't know what to do. When I found out, I was scared. What are the Weasley's going to think? And Charlie…"

"Denim, when did you find out?" Tonks slid in gently.

"Um… it was when Mrs. Weasley made the comment about my second lunch. They were trying to talk Charlie into going back to Romania for the rest of his dragon studies. It made me start thinking and I realized that I was a week late. I wasn't worried about the concoction I had made though. Once Charlie went back to Romania, I wanted to get out and use a muggle test. You know, yesterday? For some reason I knew that I was pregnant for sure when I suspected but I wanted confirmation and a false positive is the rarest thing in muggle history pretty much so there's no doubt in my mind right now." Tonks held me as I started to cry again. These damn tears were killing me.

Severus rubbed my back to calm the choking tears as Tonks held me trying to calm the now convulsing shakes. I was scared. There was no denying that. It wasn't long before a letter was sent to those back at HQ that Tonks and I were staying at the school over night. We were bunking in the room of requirements with a locking spell to keep other students out; you know, like Ron, Ginny, and the gang. Breakfast was brought to us the next morning to keep conflicts down to a minimum with the younger Weasley's. Severus came by to give me a quick hug goodbye and encouragement before heading off to his students.

"Are you ready to do this?" Tonks asked from the fireplace in the room of requirements. I nodded, nervous out of my mind. "They'll be mad, sure, but they aren't going to throw you out. I won't let them, okay?" Smiling, we both 'floo' back to HQ. Stepping out of the fire place after Tonks, I came face to face with three Weasley's.

"Dear, I'm sorry I thought you and Severus had a thing going on. I know you suspected that I thought something like that. I could tell it by your face." Mrs. Weasley stated right off the git-go. I couldn't smile properly. I tried, but it felt so fake and shaky. "Denim, what's wrong?"

"I think we should go into the kitchen and sit down before we get into that. Denim," Tonks led me into the kitchen and sat me down in one of the chairs; sitting down in a protective manner next to me just for good measure. Once everyone was seated, my blood started running cold. "Percy, I would be very quiet if were you. If you think you can't, then leave."

"Don't order me around." He snapped. The basket on the table rocked a little. Squeezing my nails into my palms, the basket settled again on the table. Mrs. Weasley ordered Percy out of the room for safety purposes. "Try some anger management classes." he muttered on his way out. A glass shattered on the counter.

"Percy, out!" he scrambled. "Denim, calm down, deep breathes." Tonks was walking me slowly down from my anger. I didn't know why I was so touchy all of a sudden. He was getting even further under my skin; like he was… being used.

"There's something wrong with him." I said slowly.

"Now Percy is just a little-"

"No," I interjected. "No, I mean that there's something about him that is drawing my anger out in a certain manner. Percy!" I jumped out of my seat and ran after him. Percy came out and sneered at me. I grabbed his hand and felt my anger flowing to fight him; right to my hand. I felt myself leave and found a room filled with black robed men. All of them had a mask and hood but one.

Cat-Gone-Berserk: There you go. LIke i said, not all that major, but still. next chapter has some more power insight for Denim, promise. Later!