Forbidden
Stray-89
Chapter 4
Almost two months had passed since Harry had talked to Ron and Hermione about his relationship with Blaise, and after a lot of explanations Ron and Hermione had decided to just let him be, and that if this was what Harry wanted then that was what he could have. Ron had tried to argue at first that she was a Slytherin and that meant that she was evil, and Harry had blown his top. Blaise was the one who had managed to calm him down. Only after Harry had spent a good three minutes ranting at Ron about how naive he was to believe everything that he was told and that things were not always as they seemed.
Harry had finally been able to meditate to a good enough standard to begin his animagus transformation and Mitch Donnell had called in one of his training partners for Harry to practice fighting off two combatants at once. And after all of his training he always had the love of his life to calm him down and make him feel whole.
Harry sat with Ron and Hermione at the Dinner table on the far side of the hall so Harry could see the Slytherin table and look out for the love of his life. It wasn't like he could do anything if something happened but he could keep a watch on her in case one of her housemate's found out about them and decided to teach her a lesson. Or so he thought.
Harry had just lifted his first mouthful of pie to his mouth when he saw something that made his heart stop beating for a moment. Blaise had collapsed onto Pansy Parkinson who was sitting next to her. Harry dropped his spoon with a clatter and Ron and Hermione looked up sharply. Going with his instincts Harry leapt up and took the quickest route to the Slytherin table. He stepped right onto the table, by this time all of Gryffindor had ceased movement and the noise level in the hall dropped alarmingly. Pansy of the other houses looked up to see Gryffindor's golden boy step swiftly off the table on the other side and quickly make his way across the walkway between the tables.
"Coming through." Harry said loudly to the students in his way as he stepped onto the bench in between two timid looking second years. He made his way right across the hall finally leaping onto the Slytherin table and off the other side almost falling next to Blaise. The entire hall was wondering why the Boy-Who-Lived was racing over to the Slytherin table.
"Move you stupid woman." Harry said pushing Pansy, who was trying in vain to rouse Blaise, roughly to the side. Harry made his intentions quite clear to the whole of the hall as he picked up the petite dark haired Slytherin and cradled her in his arms, tenderly kissing her forehead before walking swiftly out of the doors towards the hospital wing.
The hall broke out in hushed whispers as the doors slammed shut and four figures rose form two different tables Ron and Hermione, from the Gryffindor table and Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey, from the staff table. Madam Pomfrey hurriedly made her way to the doors and presumably to the hospital wing, Dumbledore however had different ideas. He made his way over to the Gryffindor table and asked the other third of the Golden Trio what was going on.
When Harry reached the Hospital wing he gently placed Blaise onto one of the starched white beds. All he could do was wait. It was breaking him up inside to see his love hurt like this, it was like a punch in the gut when she had collapsed. He hadn't thought of what it would look like for him to rush over to the Slytherin table like that, all he could think about was the fact that she was hurt and that he didn't know what was going on.
Harry looked up from his musings as the door swung open and Madam Pomfrey hurried in, she glanced at him curiously for a moment and then turned to the prone form of Blaise Zabini on the bed beside her.
She waved her wand in a complex pattern and the tip began to glow a faint green.
"What does that mean?" Harry asked in a worried tone
"It means Mr. Potter that Miss. Zabini, as far as I can tell at this stage is not all that unwell. I will have to run further tests before I..." Poppy Pomfrey was cut off as Blaise with a sharp intake of breath sat bolt upright.
"Ah, Miss Zabini, now that your awake would you like to answer some questions for me, as I would like to establish why you passed out during Dinner this evening."
Blaise looked to her left and saw Harry's concerned face looking at her and she nodded her head in answer to the matron's question.
"Mr. Potter if I could ask you to leave?" The matron said sternly
Harry made to stand up but a hand grabbed his before he was out of reach "Please Madam Pomfrey could he stay?"
The matron sighed "Only if you're comfortable discussing feminine issues in Mr. Potter's presence. At Blaise's nod she continued with some basic questions on her diet and sleeping patterns. Then came slightly more distressing questions, the ones that the matron wasn't sure the seventeen year-old girl would be comfortable answering in Harry's presence. "Miss. Zabini now your diet and sleeping patterns seem fine but now I have to ask you weather you period has been regular for the last few cycles?"
Blaise looked around at Harry who gave her a comforting smile and a light squeeze on her hand "Well it is a little late..."
"Are your periods normally regular?" asked the nurse
"Very..." Blaise said her face portraying that she didn't like where this was going
"Miss. Zabini, now I must ask, are you sexually active?" Blaise gave a faint nod and the severity of the situation began to sink in
"Am...am I...am I..." Blaise sniffled and gripped Harry's hand tighter her face turning pale.
"I'll have to run a test but you should find out in the next few minutes." She walked back into her office.
Blaise turned to look at her boyfriend, he locked eyes with her and his expression clearly said that whatever happened he would never leave her side. He pulled her into a hug and moved onto the bed to sit behind Blaise, her head resting on his chest, his heartbeat reassuring, constant and steady.
Madam Pomfrey returned and gave Harry a slightly annoyed look before handing Blaise a swirling potion of pinks and blues the separate colours swirling, changing but never mixing. "Take this potion and if after seven minutes your abdomen hasn't begun to glow then you are not pregnant and will be left no worse for wear, however if it does glow you will be left feeling a little week but after an hour or so you should be fit to go."
Blaise drank down the potion and coughed slightly at the taste, she leaned back into Harry's embrace his hands resting lightly on her lower abdomen tracing light patterns through her shirt.
"What if I am?" Blaise said softly
"I don't care, I love you no matter what, and I won't leave you."
"Thanks, I needed to hear that" Blaise said tilting her head back and kissing Harry's jaw.
After the longest five and a half minutes of his life Harry felt Blaise's abdomen begin to pulse slightly and emit a faint glow, the glow grew steadily brighter and after one and a half minutes it suddenly stopped and Blaise went limp against Harry's chest.
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