I will survive

2. Remembering the good times

'Megan, you don't have to go back you know? If it's too soon, McGonagall has agreed you can take the exams in the Summer.'

'Dad' Megan said, smiling at the worried man 'I need to go back. I want to do my exams now. If I don't do well, I can appeal and go back and do them in the Summer.'

'Are you really sure? Your mum's funeral was only a couple of days ago.'

'Yes, and Mum would be pissed if I spent the rest of the school year moping. You know that.'

'Ok, ok. You're right. I will miss you though. Good luck in your exams ok? Let me know if you need anything. Sirius said to tell you goodbye and that he loves you – he had to go in to work.'

Megan nodded – Sirius worked a lot since his conviction was overturned. 'Tell him I love him too.' She said, hugging her dad. Tears started to fall again – she wasn't sure why this time.

'Go, go on, into the fire.' Remus said, gruffly. He was holding back tears too.

Megan quickly stepped into the fire and called out Hogwarts. Lovely Hogwarts she thought as she travelled through the floo. Where I met him, she then thought, sadly.

'Welcome back Ms Lupin; I hope you are ok?' her Head of House asked, gently.

'Yes Professor, I am ok. Just ready to get started on these exams.' She smiled.

'Well, the first one is tomorrow. Do you need any help with anything? Do you have your exam timetable? If you are too stressed, you come and see me ok?'

Megan nodded and made her way out of the Professor's office and up to Gryffindor Tower. She said hi to her friends and then made her way up to her room – she was exhausted.

As she lay in her bed, she thought about how her and George had met. It was two and a half years ago – she was at the beginning of her 5th year. George was a year above her – he and his twin Fred were trouble makers but so hilarious. Although she never told him, she had fancied George since her third year. He had never noticed her – why would he when he had other women practically throwing themselves at him.

Except he did notice her; he had noticed her every day for the last year. She was beautiful and he couldn't understand why he hadn't noticed her before.

Megan and George eventually spoke to each other – one morning they were both down at breakfast early – one of the only ones down there. Megan was shocked as she rarely saw George without his other half. 'Morning' he said, smiling as he sat down opposite her.

'Morning' she said back, smiling shyly.

'How are you?' he asked.

'I'm good thank you. How are you?'

'Yeah, I'm fine thanks. Got a small game today – never manage to sleep well when I have a game. We aren't having the inter-house quidditch matches this year, but we have been allowed to set up teams ourselves and use some of the grounds.'

'Oh, that's not good.' Megan said, sympathetically.

'It's alright – I can sleep in at any other time' he said, chuckling.

Megan smiled at him again but went back to eating as she didn't know what else to say.

'Oh, we're going to have a party in the Gryffindor CR later – will you come?'

'You want me to come to a party?'

'yeah, definitely.' He said, smiling at her again. His smile was beautiful she noticed.

'I'll maybe see you there then.' She said.

'Good.' He finished. Now more people had joined the table, so they were unable to carry on talking.

That was the night they shared their first kiss. That was also the first night she had let him slide a hand up her shirt and caress her boobs as she groped his ass. That was as far as they went though.

Two weeks went by and they were firmly a couple; Fred had accepted her as another part of their duo – they were now a trio where possible.

The first time they had sex was after the Yule Ball; she had told him the day before she wanted to do it. He refused at first.

'Megan, you're only 15!' he exclaimed, kissing her. 'We don't need to rush this.'

'George, we aren't rushing anything. I want to do this, I want to have sex with you. Tomorrow night, after the ball.'

So they did. Megan remembered the pain she felt as he pushed inside her; it had made her gasp and he asked if she wanted him to stop. 'No, keep going.'

Soon, that pain had turned to pleasure, and she started to moan for him as he kissed her up and down, pushing himself deeper inside her. She came about three times and the last time was when he climaxed too. He lay down next to her, worried about her. 'I love you Megan' he said, pulling her close to him. She wasn't worried though – she was so happy 'I love you too George.' She whispered as she started to fall asleep.

After that, she could barely keep her hands off him and they quite often had to sneak off somewhere for some alone time.

They had ALWAYS been careful. Until 4 weeks ago she thought. George had left school 1 year before and she was almost finished her last year. On 1st May, her final Hogsmeade weekend, she made her way to the three broomsticks to meet him for lunch. She had booked it in a private room – which coincidentally had a bed.

'Hi' she smiled, as she approached the table he was sitting at.

'Hey beautiful' he said, as he stood up to kiss her.

'Come with me' she whispered and led him to the room she had booked for them. Inside food and drink were waiting for them.

Before they had the chance to look at what food there was, she took off her outer-robe. George's jaw dropped – she was standing there in nothing but her black underwear.

'Shit' he said, closing the space in between them, kissing her and caressing her boobs. She pushed him on to the bed and straddled him. 'Fuck me you're hot' he whispered as she pulled his trousers off, kissing him all over. She smirked up at him. 'thanks, you're not so bad yourself' she whispered, as she went down on him.

They spent the whole day in the room – by the time evening fell Megan was sore but didn't want to leave him. 'I can't wait until I'm finished with school. I don't think I'll leave your bed for a week.' She said, snuggling up to him.

'Mmm, sounds good.' He said, kissing the top of her head.

'I need to get ready – I need to go back.' She said, slipping out of bed and pulling her underwear and robe back on. 'I'll see you soon.' She said, kissing him and then leaving before he could stop her – she would stay all night if he asked her to.

Two weeks later she got a letter from him, via owl.

'Megan,

I am so sorry to do this, but I think we need to part ways. We are both too young to settle down. We need to live a little.

I feel so selfish writing this, but I have to be. I do love you, but we are too young to be this serious.

Love George'

She cried everyday after receiving that letter, until she got the news her mother had passed – then she felt she couldn't cry anymore.

Megan was brought back to the present with a jolt. Now she was pregnant – with his baby. If he didn't want to 'settle down' two weeks ago, she was sure that wouldn't have changed. Maybe she shouldn't tell him? She needed to think about it – first though, her exams.

…

'Phew – done!' she shouted, hugging her friend. 'All done, and hopefully all passed. We need to drink tonight – to celebrate!' she said.

All seventh years agreed and Professor McGonagall agreed they could all use one of the larger empty classrooms, as long as they were sensible. It wasn't until she was getting ready to go that Megan remembered she wouldn't be able to have a drink.

'Oh well, just have to stick to pumpkin juice.' She said, wrapping her hands over her stomach protectively.

The 7th year Gryffindors made their way to the empty classroom – when they got there, they found it decorated with all the house colours. At this point, even the seventh year Slytherins were tolerable (the ones that weren't had already left). 'Let the party begin.' Megan shouted to her friends, tuning on some music and dancing in the middle of the room. Soon everyone was dancing and no one questioned why Megan wasn't drinking.

Megan soon had to step outside for some fresh air – when she did she got the fright of her life. There were bangs and flashes and suddenly, someone as running past Megan at lightning speed.

'Ms Lupin, get out of the way!' Professor McGonagall shouted. 'We're under attack!' she shouted back at her.

Megan jumped and went back in to the room. She silenced the music wit a flick of her wand – earning groans and stares from her classmates.

'What's going on Lupin?'

'We..we're under attack! McGonagall just ran past, she was being chased by a deatheater.' She managed to spill out. That was all it took – all of her classmates whipped out their wands and made their way out to the corridors. They joined the fight. Megan included; she forgot all about the predicament she was in.

She was duelling a deatheater – she was just about to stun him when someone hit her from behind, and she blacked out.