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The next week passed rather uneventfully, aside from the many angry glares Lily received from girls who had heard about her and James' engagement. She couldn't go anywhere without passing groups of jealous girls talking about her and giving her dirty looks, but she really couldn't care less.

It was Friday afternoon, and the Marauders, Lily, and Rebecca were in Potions, the last class of the day. After what felt like hours, the bell finally rang, and the six of them headed down to the Great Hall for dinner, talking happily.

As they sat down in their usual places at the Gryffindor table, Sirius noticed that Rebecca was being unusually quiet. He made sure that everybody else was still deep in conversation, and then asked her if she was okay. She just nodded, which wasn't a good enough answer for him.

"Are you sure? You look really pale, and you haven't been yourself for the past few days. You've been sort of distant."

"I said I'm fine," Rebecca hissed through clenched teeth, "just drop it okay?"

Sirius raised his eyebrow at her, but decided that he would wait until they were alone later to talk to her; obviously she didn't want to talk about what was bothering her in front of everybody.

After dinner, they all went their separate ways. Lily and James went for a walk around the grounds, Peter said he had some work to do in the library, and Remus and Katie went to Hogsmeade. Rebecca said she just wanted to go back to the Common Room, so that's what her and Sirius did. When they crawled through the portrait hole, Sirius immediately dragged her over to an empty couch. Luckily, there wasn't anybody else in there since it was a Friday night. He sat down, and she sat down next to him, instead of her usual place on his lap.

"Er, all right," Sirius said noticing this. "You want to tell me what's wrong now?"

"How many times do I have to tell you?" she said, annoyed. "There's nothing wrong."

"Come on, Becca, don't give me that bull shit," Sirius said exasperatedly. "You've been acting really odd these past few days. I KNOW something's wrong, so just talk to me about it. You know you can tell me anything."

"I'm perfectly fine. I'm just a little stressed out about school, so stop bothering me," she said angrily. "I'm tired, I'm going to go to bed."

"Do you want me to come?" Sirius asked seductively.

"No," she said shortly, and got up.

"Um, ok." Sirius said, perplexed. "Do I at least get a goodnight kiss?"

She kissed him quickly on the cheek and turned around to walk away, but he pulled her back.

"I was thinking more along the lines of this," he whispered, attempting to give her a passionate kiss on the lips.

"Get the fuck off me!" she said, pushing him away.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" he demanded angrily.

"What's wrong with ME?" she cried, "What the hell's wrong with YOU! I made it perfectly clear I wasn't in the mood, and yet you still-"

"I didn't know what else to do! You refuse to talk to me, you're making it seem like you don't love me anymore…"

"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE OKAY?" she screamed, losing control. "Get it through your head Sirius, I don't want to be with you right now!"

"Jesus fucking Christ, somebody's got an extreme case of PMS," he said, turning away to go up to his dorm. He wasn't going to try to help her if she was going to be like this.

"NO I DON'T! THAT'S THE PROBLEM!" she yelled, tears cascading down her face.

Sirius stopped dead in his tracks. It took a second for what she said to register through his head, but when it finally did he spun around and gaped at her. Her eyes widened in shock and her hand flew up to her mouth when she realized she had said that out loud.

"You don't mean…you're not…are you saying you're pregnant?" he stammered, not believing his ears.

"I-I don't know," she sobbed, falling to her knees with her face buried in her hands. "I think I might be."

Sirius crouched down next to her, his head spinning, and wrapped his arms around her.

"Sirius what am I going to do?' she sobbed into his shoulder, "I'm only 18, and my parents are dead; I can't raise a baby on my own."

"What do you mean on your own?" Sirius asked, disturbed that she would even think he would abandon her. "I'm going to be with you every step of the way."

Relief coursed through Rebecca's body, and she felt the knot in her chest loosen slightly. She knew that Sirius loved her, but she also knew that it had been a huge step for him just having a steady girlfriend and staying true to her. She had been expecting him to dump her and find somebody new the second he found out.

"I love you so much," she said weakly, but a few seconds later the temporary happiness she had felt was gone. "Ugh, what the hell are we going to do," she whispered, a fresh wave of tears pouring down her face.

"Rebecca calm down," Sirius said soothingly, placing a finger over her lips to silence her. "We're going to get through this, it'll all be alright."

"No it won't" she sobbed, "we're still in school, we have no money, we have no family to turn to. We can't have a baby right now, we just can't."

"Well I don't think we have much of a choice in the matter," Sirius laughed, attempting to lighten the mood. It appeared however that Rebecca wasn't going to be cheered up that easily, so he tried a different approach. "It'll be hard, and it's going to change our lives forever, but we'll pull through. We can get married right after school ends. I'll start Auror training next summer, and you can wait a few years. Money's not a problem; my uncle Alphard left me quite a lot of gold when he died, so we can live off of that. Plus, my best friend is one of the richest wizards in Britain, so if we're ever in trouble he'll be there to help. Please try to calm down; you're not even sure that you're pregnant. It could just be a false alarm. We'll go into Hogsmeade tomorrow and get a test; if it's positive then we'll find a way to make it through this, but there's still a chance of it being negative."

Sirius wiped the remaining tears off her face with his thumb, and kissed her lightly on the forehead. "Everything's going to be okay," he whispered, stroking her hair, trying not to show how worried he really was.