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Chapter 35

Over the next couple of days Krista tried her best to not look suspicious to Ansel. She didn't want him to find out she had cheated on him while he was working. She cooked, she cleaned, and she did all the things a good wife should do. But she knew she wasn't a good wife.

One morning, after Ansel had already left for work, she felt a wave of nausea come over her and she rushed into the bathroom and vomited. After brushing her teeth, she lied back down in bed and put a wet washcloth to her head.

"I just threw up…in the morning," she muttered to herself. "I didn't eat anything odd last night, nor have I been around someone sick."

"Oh, Merlin, I have morning sickness."

She needed to go see a mediwitch.

TK

The mediwitch examined her lower stomach. She smiled and looked at Krista. "Congratulations, Miss Lovegood, you're having twins!"

"T-twins?" Krista stuttered. The thought of having to take on two children while Ansel was off capturing Dark wizards and witches was a bit too much for her.

The mediwitch nodded. "One boy and one girl."

"Um," Krista looked around the examination room nervously. "Can you tell me who the father is?"

Her smile turned into a frown. "Of course." She pointed her wand at her lower stomach and flicked it. Blue sparks formed into a name.

Ansel Oz Lovegood

Krista sighed in relief.

Then pink sparks appeared and formed into a different name.

Tom Marvolo Riddle

She sputtered and gasped. "I-Is that possible?"

The mediwitch nodded. "Yes, it's rare, but possible." She cast her a look full of judgment and Krista looked away and stood up, letting her dress fall back down.

"I suggest you tell Mister Lovegood of your mistake." The mediwitch then showed her out.

Krista felt sick again.

KT

She didn't know how to tell Ansel. He already knew that Tom and she had been in a sexual relationship at Hogwarts, but to sleep with him after she was married? How could she let herself be seduced so easily?

But she had to tell both of them. She couldn't let Tom go without knowing he had a daughter. How would he react though? She knew he wasn't the father type, but he had the right to know.

It wasn't safe to apparate when she was pregnant, so she used to floo system instead.

When she arrived at Diagon Alley, she headed straight for Borgin and Burkes. No one was behind the counter so she rang the bell.

Tom came out of the back, covered in dust. His eyes narrowed at the sight of her. "Couldn't resist?"

Krista made a disgusted look before staring at him seriously. "Tom, I have news. I'm not positive if it's good or bad news for you."

"Well, what is it?" He brushed the dust off of him and leaned under the counter to get something.

"I'm pregnant." A 'thump' sound came from under the counter and Tom shot up and rubbed the back of his head.

"WHAT?" She flinched at his harsh voice.

"Tom, I'm having twins and one of them is yours." Her hand wandered to where the two babies were growing.

"The heir of the Heirs?" Tom spoke, almost to himself.

It will be a very powerful child. But it must be on my side! Tom looked over Krista. But as long as Krista was here, the child would most likely be on her side.

"What do you intend to name this child?"

She looked up at him in surprise. She didn't expect him to say that. She had thought that he'd want her to get rid of it. That he'd have no illegitimate child.

She bit her lip. "Bellatrix seems like a nice name."

"Yessss." The 's' was elongated. It sent shivers down her spine.

He suddenly looked her straight in the eyes with a demented look. "Leave Lovegood, Krista and stay with me." His voice was so tempting and she probably would have done what he had asked, if she didn't know him.

She looked away. "I can't."

"You can't?" There was a strain in his voice.

"Ansel loves me and I could never break his heart by leaving him for someone who would never love me." She turned on her heel to make a dramatic exit but was pulled against his hard frame.

"But can he make you come like I can?" His voice was hot in her ear.

"Th-that's none of your business." She leaned back against him, her head against his shoulder.

He chuckled into her ear and moved his hand to stroke her lower stomach. "We could be a happy little family."

Krista snapped out of her daze and shoved him away. "Tom, I'll be raising the babies with Ansel. You can come visit if you like."

Her hand felt the coldness of the door handle when his voice halted her. "I will not visit you."

She turned and looked at him, her hand still on the door.

"Join me or die."

His words seemed to echo off the walls. Many more moments of silence passed and Krista gaze hardened. "I'd rather die."

She opened the door and walked out of his sight.

"So be it," Tom whispered darkly.

TK

Ansel hung his jacket on the rack and walked into the living room. His eyes widened when he saw Krista in the armchair by the fireplace, looking very sick. He scurried over and kneeled down beside the chair.

"Are you feeling bad?" His fingers curled over the arms as he looked up at her in question.

She sniffed and blinked. He saw tears in her eyes. "Do you want to go lie down?"

She shook her head and stared into the empty fireplace. "No, it's not that."

"What's wrong?" His hand went up to her forehead but didn't find any fever.

She took a shaky breath and whispered, "I've been a terrible wife."

His brow lifted in confusion and he took her hands in his. "You've been a wonderful wife. Why are you suddenly calling yourself terrible?"

"Ansel," she spoke calmly, "I'm pregnant with twins."

His eyes lit up. "That's fantastic!" He jumped off the ground and twirled. He then stopped abruptly and turned to her with confusion. "Do you think that's terrible?"

She looked away from his moon-like eyes. "No, Ansel, I think it's fantastic." She sighed. "It's just that-" she stopped and bit her lip.

"What?" He urged her to continue.

"That only one of them is yours!" Her eyes were shut tightly, afraid to see the look of anger or disappointment on his face.

Several moments of silence passed and Krista finally opened her eyes to look at Ansel. He was staring at the ground with the smallest of frowns on his face.

"Look, I'm so sorry. He-he came that night you were at work till four and-and-" he interrupted her with a hushing sound.

He turned back to her and took a step towards her. She flinched back, afraid he would hit her. But instead, he wrapped her in a warm embrace.

"I know that there's a deep attraction between you and Riddle," he spoke in a soft tone. "But can you promise me that you'll try not to do that again?"

She nodded and he pulled back with a smile.

She knew Ansel would be a much better father figure for Bellatrix than Tom would.

Lookie! Lookie! It's Bellatrix! :)

Review Replies:

Dark Angel 732: *sniffles* The things Tom can make Krista believe. :(

Honey Luna: Blabber all you want! I like reading lengthy reviews...as long as they are not flames. Nope, I doubt Tom wanted his lioness to be taken away by the mean 'ol Lovegood. And I wish there were more moments between Tom and Krista too, but we shouldn't stroke his ego too much, right? On second thought...

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