We walked down to breakfast the next morning. Harry's hand was on my waist, he looked very smug; Both our wounds from last night were hidden so no one was the wiser. Harry looked human right now, but like me he could also now become a demon.
"Well, looking smug this morning aren't we Mr. Potter?" Snape, my least favorite teacher came into view. "We do not permit students to show such signs of affection, at least not while I'm trying to eat." Gently I growled and Snape seemed to back a way a bit, though his feet did not move.
"Yes, Professor," Harry purred. It's amazing to see how much he enjoyed his new abilities.
"Where were you two last night?" Hermione screeched as we sat down opposite from her.
"She's been gone for a week, or haven't you noticed?" Ron asked.
"Of course I noticed…" She looked shocked as Harry smiled. I looked over to see he allowed a bit of his fangs to show.
"Where do you think we were?"
"Harry." Ron looked just as stunned as Hermione did.
"Harry," she whispered, "You, you, with her… the fallen one?"
"Been reading up on my mother and I have you Hermione?" I smiled.
"They would have thrown you out of the gates of Olympus!" She roared at me.
"I have done nothing wrong or immoral with my life Hermione, the only reason they'd have to throw me off Olympus was my relationship with Harry, and nothing to do about it now." I snapped at her.
I could hear Harry purring in my ear, "Calm down," he whispered, "forgive them, they mean well."
"I see that the prophecy is well underway." Dumbledore smiled from behind Hermione.
"Headmaster?" She asked.
"Do not fear Hermione, I knew this would come to pass. It is a great help to us. I must say though when it gets to six months from now it will be a burden that will be very hard to hide. Harry she will be with you at all times, understood?"
"Yes," He flashed his new fangs, "No one shall hurt my beloved bride."
"Or the mother of your child." He said seriously.
"Blimey? What's all this?" Ron asked.
"Ron, when they umm… last night, there was only one outcome that could have occurred. Marina is pregnant."
"And she chose me." Harry said proudly.
"Harry, your so young, you can't support a child, this is madness."
"Not for Demon's Hermione. They aren't like us."
"But what happened to her goddess part?" Ron asked. "It seems as though she's been all demon."
"That's because she has. Her mother, Persephone, after partaking of the fruits of the underworld was forced to be a goddess for six months with her mother, and a demon with Hades for the other six. The curse carries on to her."
"Ah, perhaps we should all go eat something," Hermione said, her head clearly swimming with all this information.
"An excellent idea Hermione." Finally, we got to the Great Hall. Harry was warned not to show any demonic tendencies.
"Pregnant," After breakfast Hermione had pulled me up to the dorm and closed the door. Well the boy's dorms of course cause Harry and Ron were not allowed in ours.
"Yes," I laughed, "I'm pregnant." I purred at the thought.
"Harry, you two aren't even married," Ron said.
"Technically Ron, they are." Hermione answered, "what they did last night, umm that was the demon wedding ceremony."
"Yes," Harry said, "But over Christmas break we're going back to the order's headquarters and having a human one."
"She'll be around what, three months by then?"
"Yes," I answered her.
"You'll be a goddess when," Ron blushed.
"Yes, that's true as well, Harry has taken my curse into himself."
"So, Harry is a…" Ron stopped short.
"Yes, Ron, I'm a demon." He replied.
"You are, immortal then." Hermione asked.
"Yes," that's how it's supposed to work then. I suddenly realized, he supposed to beat my father using my immortality.
"So my love, what do we do now?"
"Try to keep her father from finding out," Hermione answered for us.
"Her father?" Ron asked. Clearly he wasn't getting any of this.
"Marina is considered the fallen one." Hermione began to explain again. "A half mortal, there was a prophecy that Persephone gave her own immortality up to allow her daughter these abilities. That prophecy ties into the one with Harry and Lord Voldemort." I watched as Ron flinched but Hermione kept going, "Voldemort is her father."
"What?" Ron yelled.
"That's something to decide for another day," Harry said as I ran out of the room to vomit. "Marina?" He called after me as they heard my retching. "I think this might be a bit harder to hide then I thought. The girls share a bathroom just as the guys do, right Hermione?"
"Yes, unfortunately. People will notice when she no longer gets her period and that she's vomiting all the time."
"Someone will catch onto something, we need a way for them to not find out."
"Hey," Seamus suddenly burst into the boy's dormitory. "I hate to disturb anything, but we're gonna be late for potions." He grabbed his book and ran out.
"Detention is all we'll need on top of this mess."
"Agreed." With that I ran back to the bathroom.
"On second thought," Harry looked to the boy's bathrooms, "maybe you shouldn't attend today."
"No, no, I'm good really. Let's go," I washed my mouth quickly and ran with them down to the dungeons.
"Well, well, well, Hello beautiful."
"Malfoy," instinctively Harry began to growl across the room, Ron and Hermione who were next to him heard it and tried to hold him back. Malfoy didn't notice, but I did, his demon instincts made him protective of me. Highly protective. 'Please Harry,' I thought, 'Please don't lose it.'
"Have you and Potter mated yet? If you did, you know that I'll have to cast an abortion spell on you, can't have you bearing his children now can we?"
"If you don't mind, class is going to start soon and I'd like to get to my seat, please move." He stood directly in my path; Harry's eyes began to blaze red.
"Your father would never approve, you should just mate with me." He reached over and caressed my arm.
"Class is about to start," I never thought I'd say this, but Snape saved me, "If you'll all take your seats, Ms. Black, Mr. Malfoy."
We went to our seats, I sat next to Harry and put my hand in his underneath the desk to try to reassure him and calm him down. "You'll be working in partners today," Snape announced, "You will be creating a potion to hide the symptoms of pregnancy. Please choose your partners and begin." Before Harry and me could even start Malfoy pulled me to his table and Goyle sat down next to Harry.
"Ready?" He asked me. "I imagine we'll need this potion soon enough, don't you think?"
"Never in your life will you need to make this for me." I snapped at him. I could feel Harry's eyes on my back. Goyle seemed to be getting a bit scared at the small growls that were being released in Harry's throat. He's gonna blow it if he doesn't cool down. I saw Hermione lean over and whisper to him that he had to calm down unless he wanted Malfoy to know he was a demon and that Marina had to be pregnant well Goyle went to go get a supply from his bag. Almost instantly his growling stopped and I gave Hermione with a look of thanks.
"So, do you have the rat tail?"
"Yeah, here." I gave it to him in the pieces that Snape told us to cut up.
"Heh," He scoffed as I was stirring, "look at Potter now, looks like he's getting no marks today."
"Mr. Potter," Snape sneered, I suggest you're much more careful in any later attempts to this potion, the potion you created would kill anything that drank it. Now tell me, what did you do wrong?"
"I forgot to add the toadstools before the dragon scale."
"Very good, please try to be more careful, you wouldn't want to kill any one now would you?"
"No sir."
Suddenly he turned on me and Malfoy, "Mr. Malfoy, finished and correct I trust."
"Yes sir," Snape came and examined our potion.
"Put a sample of your potion in these flasks and dispose of the rest properly. Class is ended." Malfoy handed ours in as I walked over to Harry.
"No marks," I looked at him.
"I know." He looked angry, but it wasn't at Snape, it was at himself.
"What's wrong?"
"That potion was our chance to maybe keep people from knowing, but I can't do it. If I mess up, it could kill you."
"I am immortal, it'd probably just make me really sick."
"I can't take that chance."
"Which is why you won't be making it." Ron said walking over to us. "Hermione did it perfectly, she will be the one to make the potion."
"Hermione's brilliant, but I can't ask her to do that."
"And why not Mr. Potter," she asked from behind him.
"You heard Snape, it has to be made fresh over every week. And it takes a while, a week to mature to use it. That means you'd have to make it a week early for her every week."
"I don't mind it." She said, "I kept the rest of what I made today rather than disposing of it, we'll let this mature for next week, all we have to do is keep them from realizing till then."
"Lucky it's Friday, with the new defense against dark arts teacher around Dumbledore won't be able to get us back to the order headquarters, Malfoy or no Malfoy. But we can probably avoid him over the weekend. Then we have to keep people from noticing till next Friday."
"What did Malfoy say to you today?" Hermione asked me.
"What?"
"You became really indignant at one point, what did he say to you?"
"He said it was lucky if I didn't mate with Harry, cause he'd have to cast an abortion spell on me, cause he and my father couldn't have that. And then he said we should learn how to make this potion cause we'll have to make it one day."
"He wouldn't!" Hermione yelled as we walked through the Gryfindor portrait.
"Do you really think he wouldn't?" Harry's arm instinctively went around my waist.
"Well we're on the subject of Malfoy," I looked to Harry, "you have to stop-," I was cut short as I was over taken by sickness, I ran up the stairs to the girls bathroom. "How am I supposed to hide this for a week?" I vomited once more before I felt well enough to head back downstairs.
"Are you feeling alright?" Ginny came up to me as I got back to Harry, "I heard you vomiting, should you be up?"
"It's fine really."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing Ginny," Harry answered. "Don't worry about it."
"Harry if she's sick we have to get help for her."
"She's sick?" Seamus came up, "is that why I heard retching as I came into the room this morning? I thought I was hearing things."
"You know what? I believe I am sick, I think I'll go the hospital wing, Harry, will you escort me?"
"I'll take you," Dean came up from behind me; I could smell he liked me, and so could Harry.
"I'll take her," He growled throwing Dean's hand off me. We walked out of the portrait, but not towards the nurses' office. "Where should we go?"
"The room of requirement," I said sternly, "There are things we need to discuss."
"I get the idea that I'm in trouble?"
"Let's get inside." We opened the door to something that looked like the Gryfindor common room only without any of the pictures. It had a bathroom though too.
"Okay, we're inside. What do we need to discuss?"
"Look it's not just this pregnancy we need to hide. If Malfoy finds out that you're having demon tendencies he'll know we mated and that I'm pregnant, that could put both me and the baby in a lot of danger."
"I'm sorry." He whispered. Suddenly we heard someone coming.
"The door is invisible right?"
"I'm not sure." Suddenly the knob started turning and in walked Professor Umbridge. "What is she doing here?"
"I don't know, but keep quiet."
"What is this place? It looks like the Gryfindor Common room. How curious." She began to walk around the room. 'Give us a place to hide.' Suddenly a door appeared behind us we snuck into it and the door disappeared placing us in a separate unreachable place from Umbridge.
"We're safe here." Oh, oh dear. I lied down on a bed that appeared. "Feeling ill?" He asked me.
"Yes." They say that it only occurs at certain times of the day. I hope that true. I have no idea this is after all my first day being pregnant.
"I think we should spend tonight here."
"Do you remember what happened last time?"
"Well yes, and I wouldn't mind it happening again, but how will it look if you're getting up and vomiting, there's no telling when you'll be sick at this point. At least for this week till you'll get the potion."
"Umbridge left. We have to get Defense against the dark arts. Are you feeling well enough?"
"Yes, Umbridge is the last person I need to know about this." We got up and traveled to the Defense against dark arts room.
"Everyone, I came across a rather peculiar room today, it looked like the Gryfindor common room without the pictures, does anyone have any idea about this room?" Most people shook their head no, even the people who knew. "Very well take out your text books."
"Are we ever gonna practice actual defense in this class?"
"What? Oh, that's right you missed the first week. Umbridge is working as a spy for the ministry here. They believe that Dumbledore has some kind of army in the works to take out Fudge out. They don't believe that Voldemort has come back." At the word Voldemort I saw Umbridge's ears perk up.
"Talking about the he who must not be named in class again Mr. Potter?"
"No, Professor."
"Don't deny it now, I heard you telling her your belief about him." She actually didn't, all she heard was the word Voldemort, but I guess that's good enough for her.
"I can't have you corrupting this beautiful young woman now can I?"
"Oh, of course not professor."
"Hmm, then I think another week of detention."
"For what?"
"You know for what. We don't tolerate people who spread lies."
All to soon class was dismissed. "Harry…" I didn't know what to say. "It's only detention."
He looked over at me, coming out of his own thoughts, and smiled. "Yes, it is only detention." Something was wrong and I knew it. "Let's go get some dinner before I have to meet her."
"Sure." We walked to the great hall in silence. A silence that would soon be interrupted by Angelina Johnson, captain of the quidditch team.
"What do you think you're doing Potter getting a week's worth of detention again?" She demanded.
"Not as though I tried to get it." He muttered, he's getting aggravated now.
"I know, please try to watch yourself around her from now on though, we can't have our star seeker missing any more practices."
"Yes Angelina." Suddenly she noticed me standing next to him.
"Oh, how rude of me, I'm Angelina." She smiled; she seemed much sweeter now that she had stopped yelling.
"Oh," Harry looked to me, "This is Marina. She's my…"
"Girlfriend." I whispered shyly finishing Harry's sentence. He understood I couldn't say wife, much as I'd like to.
"Oh, sorry Angelina, but we have to go eat before I have to meet up with Umbridge."
"Alright, just don't land yourself any more detentions."
"I won't." With that we ran to the great hall and ate something quickly. Harry left me in the room of requirement and said he'd take the maurader's map to ensure that Umbridge wasn't following him. He'd meet me back at the room of requirement. We'd stay there for the night, just in case. With that he kissed me and left. Of course I wasn't planning on staying alone in the room of requirement.