Alright, NO, I don't own most of these characters. Only Liz, andthe senior Potters . Satisfied?
Liz awoke the next morning feeling soar and groggy. Not to mention in sour mood. At first, she couldn't remember why, but then the memories of last night came crashing down and her.

So she rolled over and tried to go back to sleep.

"Elizabeth! It's breakfast time." Called her mother's automated voice. Grumbling, but pledging to amiable, she returned, "Alright Mum, I'll be down in a minute. I'm going to borrow the bath for a bit, get cleaned up then I'll be right down."

"Alright Elizabeth." Liz sighed. Since when did her mother call her by her full name? She was always "dear" to her mother.

Had this really cancelled all that out?

Shrugging it off, she disappeared into the bathroom for a while. The warmth of a good soak did her good, and she was feeling calmer then the previous night. Her family knew, and they'd surely help her through. They'd make arrangements for the baby.

She'd survive.

Breakfast was a silent affair (a/n: ha ha, subtle pun). Her father refused to meet her eyes, James just pretended like she wasn't there, her mother seemed to want to pretend that everything was okay. Only the use of her full name in place of a "dear" indicated her displeasure. Lilly, however, treated her the same. Once that was over with, Liz was told to go upstairs and do her homework. But Liz was old enough to have figured out exactly what that meant.

"If you want to make arrangements regarding my child, I'd like to be involved in it." That certainly got her father to look her in the eyes.

"Elizabeth, you've already proven yourself irresponsible by getting pregnant in the first place. No. Your mother and I will handle it." Elizabeth had to admit, it was pretty foolish of her to get involved with Lucius, but she'd always been taught to take responsibility for her actions. Why was this different?

"Look, I made this. I should have a say in finishing it." She stood her ground, and in a moment, she could see them caving.

"Alright," Her mother finally conceded, "But you're to be respectful with your choice of words." Liz nodded. James and Lilly went out, sighting the need to pick up a few things for their baby.

Liz had a feeling it was more to give her and her parents time to sort this mess out.

"I'm sorry I've disappointed everyone…" She began.

"Disappoint doesn't even come close" Alana Potter gently placed a hand on her husband's arm, saying gently, "This is bad Elizabeth. You're too young to go through…" Here she paused, then swallowed, "How far along are you?"

"Four months."

"Four months without a. . . and you just now thought something was wrong?" Liz rolled her eyes. Her mother could be such a prude at times.

"Period mother. Yes, I went four months without my period without realizing it. I had. . . other things on my mind." That much was true. Between studying, and pining for Lucius, her symptoms had really gone unnoticed by her. Stupid, now that she thought of it.

But it was too late to change it now.

"Who's the father?" Her father snapped, causing Liz to tense.

"Yes dear. Maybe he'll help." Lucius had made it pretty clear that he wanted the baby dead, and if Liz got in the way... well that was her own fault. And if she told, both her father and brother would go after Lucius.

That could get them killed.

"No one of importance. Suffice it to say he won't be involved." She muttered, refusing to look them in the eyes until they changed the subject.

"You won't end this pregnancy Elizabeth."

"I know Dad. If I wanted to I would've." There was a moment's pause, before Liz spoke, offering, "I'd like to keep it." Her father looked practically maniacal as he fastened his most devastating glare on her and her mother looked shocked.

"Out of the question."

"You're far too young to be a mother!"

"I already am a mother, Mum." To that, even they had to concede, Liz had a point.

"You may biologically be a mother Liz, but you're not mature enough! You have no idea how much it takes, how stressing it is. You can give and give and give... and it still isn't enough." Her mother took a breath, and her father took over.

"There are homes for... girls in your situation. You'll go to one, have the baby, and then come back home."

"You'll see dear, in time, you'll forget. It'll all just be like a bad dream." Her mother finished. Liz rose. There was no way she could go against them, but she was going to make her opinion known.

"How Mother? How do you carry a child close to your heart for months, bring them into this world, and then just forget about them? Wouldyou have been able to forget about me, or James?" Her mother looked down. And Liz nodded.

"Then don't you EVER say that to me again." With that, she returned to her room. In a repeat of the previous night, she collapsed on her bed, and started sniffling. But no real tears came. She rolled over, gently placing a hand on the lump.

You're so small…she thought closing her eyes, Will I always see you like this? No, she might get a few glimpses of it as they carted it off to some mysterious family whom she could only pray would be right for it.

But I want you. I need you, Liz thought as she drifted off into a fitful sleep…


Later that evening, over dinner, Isaiah Potter told her she would finish off the school year then go to a home in America.

"I have to leave the COUNTRY?" She demanded. Her mother was looking down and even James looked rather shocked.

"This is for the best Elizabeth."

"But..." At the hard look on her father's face, Liz's argument died on her lips. Suddenly she wasn't hungry anymore.

So, she went to help Lily in the nursery. After a while, James joined them. While the girls painted pictures of Teddy Bears on the walls, James assembled the furniture.

"I'll talk to them Liz." James finally said, setting the crib in place. Liz turned to him with shining eyes.

"You'll convince them to let me keep..."

"No, but I'll try to see to it that you at least don't get banished to another country." Liz felt her shoulders sag, but she smiled anyway.

"Thank you James. That would mean a lot to me." There was no response. They just went back to what they had been doing.


Things became hazy for Liz once she returned to school. A special charm was placed to hide Liz's growing stomach. About May, she felt her baby kick for the first time, and she had cried for hours after.

She wrote to Lilly about it, and her sister-in-aw offered her warm congratulations and a few tips on stretch marks. Even James let her savor the moment by expressing gladness for a healthy baby. He also apologized for being unable to convince their parents to let her at least stay in the country. She didn't respond.

OWL's came. They were exhausting, and Liz had to go to Madame Pomfrey several times with light headiness. But at the very end, Liz was confident she'd gotten O's on at least most of them. The important ones anyway.

So on the last day of the school year, while everyone else was celebrating, Liz sat quietly next to Veda on the Hogwarts Express, wishing the train would go slower or just keep going until after she had the baby so she wouldn't have to leave, wouldn't have to live in some strange place with strange people.

Wouldn't have to give her baby up.


Note from The Chica
: We have three chapters left of the flashbacks, maybe four depending.

SHOW ME YOUR LOVE AND EXPRESS YOUR OPINION, GOOD OR BAD by leaving a review for me. I don't mind criticism, as long it's constructive.