I apologise so much. My sister loaded this up, before I had the chance to put the poem in. So the poem is now in. Sorry
A/N I'm so sorry it's been ages since I updated. But I've been ill and had tons of homework. It's only one chapter I'm afraid. But I'm working on Chapter 30. There shouldn't be much left to go now. I want to wrap things up really. So I'm guessing on another 5 chapters really. Please review. And I'll update as soon as possible.
Chapter 29
Valentine's Day
The rest of the January month went by. Rebecca was let out of hospital, the next day. Although she had to go for regular check ups. The twins, Gin, Dean and Seamus had all taken reasonably well to the news, that the guy she was supossed to kill was her child's father. After Rebecca had explained Tom's recent views, and what his plans were, they all agreed that he was O.K. Rebecca wondered if, they would have got themselves marked. As it was Tom wouldn't mark any one below the age of 17. They were free to support him, just not be marked. Pansy and Blaise had been O.K. from the start, due to the fact that both their families were supporting Tom's views. The news on her pregnancy got out, courtesy of Harry, but no one seemed that bothered. In fact her pregnancy gave the Weasley twins a whole new way to make money. They were now taking bets to see who the father was. So far most bets were on Draco, although there were bets on it being one of the Weasley twins. If it wasn't for the fact that Rebecca was the Girl-Who-Lived, and way ahead of the classes any way, she was sure she'd of been out of Hogwarts. The divorce between between Lily and James, made the news. Harry had blamed her, of course, but Rebecca didn't care. Her mother went back to using her maiden name, Evans. Yet something else was catching Rebecca's eye. It seemed that there had been a lot tension caused between the teachers. Some siding on that Rebecca should have an abortion and others against it. Not that it really mattered. Despite Dumbledore words, and shouts, Rebecca refused the potion. Yet the damage had been done. Most teachers had said Rebecca should keep the baby if she wanted to. It was actually one of the few things, Serverus and McGonagall agreed upon. Now there were fewer and fewer people with Dumbledore in the war. Sure they weren't on Tom's side. It was more of a case that a lot of people had become neutral. Mainly due to the fact that there was little Death Eater activity. The war was still on, and Rebecca knew it was only a matter of time until she had to make her choice. See she was having problems, as her mother was still against Tom. She'd, discretely, pointed out that there was less Death Eater activity. Yet her mother was still prepared to fight him. And Rebecca was still thought to do the same. However was now putting all the ideas of the war out of her mind. As it was now February, and Rebecca was looking forward to Valentines Day. Although she'd be at school on the day, things weren't too bad. Lucuis had managed, due to his high position, to allow Rebecca time out of school the following weekend. In other words she got 2 whole days, and nights to be with Tom. The bad part was the dance. She didn't want to go with anyone, even though she'd have plenty of offers, but Dumbledore said that every one had to get a date. Even if it was with a teacher! Rebecca had asked to be let off, due to the fact that she was carrying her loves child. Unfortunately Dumbledore and James had insisted that she was aloud to bring the father of her child. Yeah she could that going well. Turning up with Tom as her date, was sure to go down well. NOT. So that was where she was now. Valentines Day, and no date for the dance. She wondered what punishment she'd get, this time.
Rebecca emerged from the bathroom, cursing the morning sickness. Despite wanting this baby, the morning sickness was hell. Gin looked up at her.
'You O.K?' she asked.
'Yeah, just stupid morning sickness.' said Rebecca, fishing out some clothes. 'Whoever caused morning sickness, needs there head examining.'
Gin laughed, and went into the bathroom to get changed. They were no classes today, so her, Gin, the twins, Dean, Seamus, Blaise, Pansy and Draco were all going into Hogsmead. They were going to hang out first, before Rebecca, Gin and Pansy went to the nearest salon. The boys were going for a drink and would collect their dates for the dance. Rebecca grabbed a pair of jeans and a T.Shirt. Narcissa had taken her out shopping for suitable clothing. Rebecca was glad she could still were jeans, after worrying she'd have to wear ridiculous skirts. After having to wait for ages for the boys to arrive, they headed down for breakfast. The hall was decorated with hearts, cupids and everything else that resembled Valentines. Students sat with their loved ones. Rebecca spotted Draco and Pansy straight off. Seen as Pansy was perched quite happily on Draco's lap. Blaise's eyes lit up at seeing Gin enter, and the twins ran towards Angelina and Katie. The rest of them sat down, just as Dumbledore stood up.
'A wish you all a Happy Valentines. I can see a lot of you with your loved ones. I will remind you that the ball tonight will commence at 8pm. The first three years will be expected to retire to your Common Rooms at 11pm. Whilst the other years may stay until 2am. I will look forward to seeing you all, with your dates, there.'
He looked at Rebecca, a smile on his face. Rebecca scowled and looked at the rest of the staff. Her mother was sitting with her godfathers, who looked like love struck puppies. Rebecca gave her a warm smile, and then returned to her breakfast. She caught Harry glaring at her. He'd taken his father side, much to their mother's talks. He, along with James, had declared that both Rebecca and Lily were no longer Potters. As such, Rebecca had taken to using Evans as her last name as well. As soon as breakfast had finished, the owls started swooping in. There were owls carrying roses, packages and letters. Rebecca and Gin watched, Dean and Seamus discretely exchange a red rose each. Just then a large brown owl swooped down in front of Gin. Gin looked up at the Slytherin table, instantly recognising the owl as Blaise's. She returned back to the owl, and took the envelope. Rebecca looked at the letter she pulled out, eager to see what Blaise had written.
Please stand up, to receive you gift.
Rebecca looked at Gin confused, to find Gin's face looking the same. Gin looked at the note again.
'Huh?' came Gin's response.
'Don't know, but considering he's coming over I'd do it.' said Rebecca, noticing Blaise was making his way over.
Gin got up, still not getting it. She looked at Blaise, who looked completely calm.
'Blaise, what...'
Only her question was drowned, as Blaise took hold of her and swept her into a kiss. The hall fell silent as they saw a Slytherin and Gryffindor kissing. Rebecca stared with her mouth open. It was know by her and her friends, that Blaise had been the uneasy one to show their love for one another. Yet here he was, kissing Gin in front of the whole school. The two broke apart, blushing and gasping for air. Blaise smiled at Gin.
'Happy Valentines my love.'
Gin smiled back. 'Happy Valentine Blaise.'
The pair kissed again, completely ignorant to the other students. Wolf whistles emitted from the Slytherin table. All in all, it looked beautiful. Yet, as usual, the beauty had to end. Ron stood up abruptly, his face red with angry.
'Ginny what the hell are you doing?' he shouted, making the Slytherins shut up.
'What does it look like Ronald?' said Gin, breaking the kiss. 'I'm kissing the guy I love.'
'But he's a Slytherin.' said Ron, outraged.
'Weasley shut up.' snapped Rebecca.
'I didn't ask for the opinion of the mother of a future bastard.' retorted Ron.
'You listen here Weasley.' said Rebecca, standing up. 'You don't bring my unborn child into this. And don't think for a second, that just because I'm pregnant means I won't kick your arse.'
'You think you're so great, don't you?' shouted Harry, getting up. 'Tell me if you were so great, why is it that the father of that thing in you hasn't sent anything?'
Just then Morbid swooped in, carrying a rectangular box. The owl swooped down, and dropped the package into Rebecca's hands. The package had an envelope and a single red rose attached to it. Rebecca pulled the envelope away, and placed the package and rose down on the table. The hall was gazing at the package, which was so far the largest present that had arrived via owl post. Rebecca opened up the envelope and discovered 2 pieces of parchment inside. One was a letter, the other a poem. Realising that both Gin and Pansy were looking over her shoulder, Rebecca opened up the poem first.
A special world for
you and me Its fingers
spread like fine spun gold And though at times a thread may break
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its
cocoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb.
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like
silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to
last.
A new one
forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a
special world, where we belong.
'That's so sweet.' said Pansy.
'Who would of thought he of all people could be sweet.' whispered Gin.
'Hey he is very sweet.' retorted Rebecca. 'He just doesn't show it very often.'
'Whatever.' said Gin. 'What does the letter say?'
Rebecca opened up the letter, and began to read it.
Dear Rebecca.
I don't have any experience in this, so forgive me if it's crap. Anyway Happy Valentines, my beloved. I wish I could be there now, but I can't. Stupid Dumbledork. So I sent you a gift, in order for tonight's ball. Serverus told me. I would dance with you at the ball. Yet I hardly think I fight is right for Valentines Day. So I sent you something to wear anywhere, as I have been informed that you have to go. Damn Dumbledork. That's it I guess. Missing you like hell (which I would go there and back, just to see you now). Remember to take care of yourself, and the baby.
All my Love
T.R.
'He really doesn't like Dumbledore, does he?' asked Gin.
'Of course he doesn't.' replied Rebecca.
'Who doesn't like me?' questioned Dumbledore.
'My boyfriend.' replied Rebecca, stowing the letter and poem away.
'And why may that be?' asked Dumbledore, not looking a bit pleased.
'Sorry, his words shouldn't be heard by the younger years.' said Rebecca.
The Slytherins, along with many other students burst out laughing. A number of teachers were smirking, and Sirius was having a hard time suppressing his laughter. Dumbledore had gone a shade of red, and looked quite unhappy.
'I would suggest that those of you wishing to spend the day with your loved ones depart.' he said, before walking out of the hall.
'Do you think I upset him?' asked Rebecca, smirking.
'Come on you.' said Draco. 'We're off into Hogsmead.'
'Create I'm alone on Valentines Day.' muttered Rebecca darkly.
'Hey you haven't opened your package yet.' said Gin.
Rebecca walked over to the package, and pulled away the red ribbon, placing the rose on the side. Opening the box, there was a collective gasp from those who could see inside. Inside the box, was a shimmering black dress.
'Wow.' said Rebecca.
'Hey that's the dress that was in Madame Malkin's shop.' said Lavender. 'It was one of her own hand-made ones.'
'Must have cost a fortune.' said Dean.
'More like a 1,000 gallons.' said Lavender.
'O.K. Now he's definitely changed.' said Draco. 'He's never spent that money on anyone, from what I heard.'
'Shame he can't see me wearing it.' said Rebecca, shutting it up.
Gin gave her a sympathetic smile. Rebecca picked up the package and headed back to the common room. Soon they were all heading down to Hogsmead, with Rebecca thinking of Tom.
