I was pregnant!
I was horrified!
I was 17!
Then I thought about James. Did he want to be a father this young?
All sorts of things went through my mind. I loved him so much. I couldn't loose him, not now. Could I abort the baby if I could keep James. I seriously considered it.
'Miss Evan? Miss Evans? MISS EVANS?'
'Huh? Oh-sorry.'
'May I ask of the father. Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore will need to be told.'
'shit. Urm-ok. It's-well-he's-'
'Miss Evans, two words will do.'
'James Potter.'
'I didn't catch that.'
'James Potter.'
'I'm sorry, Miss you really need to speak louder.'
'JAMES POTTER!' thank god for the silencing charm.
'Ha-o-ok. I see, I'll go and get him no-'
'NO! Let me tell him in my own time.'
'McGonagall will speak to you today. Both of you.'
'I'll tell him soon. How long will morning sickness last?'
'A few days, a week at the most.'
'When they come in, can you say that this 'bug' will be cleared up in about a week?'
'Of course Miss Evans. Well, I better let them in before they break the door down.'
We both laughed, though mine was forced. Before I had time to think, four boys came bursting in. they all clambered on my bed and waited patiently for me to say what was wrong. James was looking at me weirdly and I was glad that I'd sat up and pulled my jumper down in time.
'look all I have is a stomach bug. It'll be cleared up in about a week.'
'That's a relief. For a moment we thought you were pregnant!'
Again I forced myself to laugh. Sirius didn't know about me and James. No-one did.
We talked for a bit, but soon, they all got hungry and left. All but James. As soon as he was sure they had gone, he scooted closer and forced me to look into his eyes.
'You lied.'
I pushed him away, and before he could respond, I laid back down and pulled my jumper up to reveal my small bump.
'What do you notice?'
He stared at me for a moment, then looked at my stomach. He frowned and ran his hand gently from my ribs to the waistband on my hipster jeams and back again. He continued for a few minutes, then as his hand moved over my belly button, we both felt movement. His hand froze. He paled. His eyes widened. He looked at me. I nodded. He smiled weakly. Hten he suddenly jumped around on the spot.
'I'm gonna be a dad. I'm going to be a father. . .!'
'I take it you're happy.'
'Happy? I'm overwhelmed. This is wonderful. Why, aren't you happy?
'I was just worried about your response.'
He sat down on the bed, one hand resting over our child. He leaned in and we shared the most powerful and passionate kiss we would ever share. I knew things were going to be fine. Now all we had to do was either tell our friends or to keep it a secret.
