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Chapter 4: Cravings and Morning Sickness

Sunday, 11 February, 2018 (week 7)

Teddy and Victoire didn't have much alone time that weekend, but they savored every second they had. All too soon, Sunday evening arrived, and Teddy only had about thirty minutes left before he had to board the Hogwarts Express and go home. As a result, the couple decided to spend what little time they had left taking a walk around the Black Lake, something they hadn't done in ages.

The two of them were walking side by side with their hands intertwined, when out of the blue, Teddy said, "I've always liked September."

"Huh?" Victoire asked in a confused tone as she turned to face her boyfriend.

"Well, it's when we'd always go back to Hogwarts, and it's just the beginning of autumn and all. It's a nice month." Teddy replied.

"And… what makes you bring that up?"

Teddy shrugged. "It's when the baby's due, isn't it?"

Victoire blinked. "You… you counted the weeks?" To be honest, Victoire hadn't even begun to think about that now.

Teddy nodded. "I counted 40 weeks from the day we conceived, and it ended up being the twenty-ninth of September. It seems so far away, yet so close at the same time, you know what I mean?"
"I know exactly what you mean." Victoire said softly, glancing up at him. Teddy's hair was his favorite shade of teal and was just as messy as always, and his eyes were her favorite shade of light brown. "You know, I wonder if the baby will be a metamorphagus?"

"Nah," Teddy replied, "He or she will definitely have your veela genes."

Victoire shook her head stubbornly. "No way. Metamorphagus genes are much sexier."

This playfully argument went on for several minutes. Before long, Teddy was laughing so hard he had tears streaming down his face. "I'm going to miss you so much." He said softly, suddenly growing serious.

"I'm going to miss you too." Victoire sighed. The hardest part about having a boyfriend that was two years older than her was that she never got to see him. Taking each other's hands, the couple headed back towards the castle to say their goodbyes.

Monday, 19 February, 2018 (week 8)

Victoire had always hated Mondays, but it was especially worse now that she was pregnant. The long day began early for Victoire, with Transfiguration strait after breakfast, then a break, followed by charms, and finally a second break before lunch. Of course, Victoire was thankful for when it was finally time for lunch, because she was very hungry. Being a Weasley, she already had a big appetite, but her pregnancy made it worse. Very eagerly, she quickly joined Jenna, Katrina, Jessica, and Ella, the other seventh year Gryffindor girls, at the table.

"What took you so long?" Katrina asked, flipping her dirty blonde hair over her shoulder. Often called Kat for short, Katrina was one of those girls that was a close friend one moment but was cruel and hateful the next. To Victoire, Kat wasn't a true friend, so she just tried to stay out of the other girl's way.

"I was just working on my transfiguration essay, and I sort of lost track of time." Victoire replied.

Kat frowned at her. "But, Vic, that isn't due until next week. You had a whole free period to do absolutely nothing, and you wasted it." That was another thing Victoire didn't like about Kat. While Victoire worked hard and finished assignments way before the due date, Kat waited until the last minute and still managed to earn "E's" and even a few "O's".

"What's wrong with having it done early?" asked Jenna in her friend's defense. In the past, Jenna would have been too shy to stand up to Katrina, but in the past year or so, she had become braver and more daring.

"Nothing. I just don't get why you would do it so early, is all, when you have plenty of time." Kat snapped before changing the subject to her Slytherin boyfriend who was sick in the hospital wing, giving Victoire a chance to eat in peace. Suddenly, Katrina exclaimed in a disgusted tone, "Ew, Victoire, what are you doing?"

Quickly, Victoire glanced down and realized that she had squirted some ketchup on her salad. For some odd reason, Victoire had really been enjoying the taste of ketchup lately, even though she hadn't been too fond of it in the past. Bloody pregnancy cravings, Victoire thought to herself before shrugging her shoulders and replying, "Maybe I like it that way."

"That is completely disgusting!" Kat said scornfully, and Jessica, Kat's best friend who followed her every move, nodded in agreement.

"So what if Victoire likes ketchup on her salad." Ella said, speaking for the first time since the beginning of lunch. "We all have different tastes. I for one will never understand why you mix your corn and your mashed potatoes together."

"Because that is actually good." Kat explained. "Besides, my cousin and her friends in the U.S. eat it that way all the time."

Victoire sighed as the conversation about different tastes. She'd have to watch what she put ketchup on next time, otherwise Katrina and the others might have gotten suspicious.

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Later that evening, while doing the evening rounds with Nathan Hemington, the Head boy, Victoire was hit with another craving. This craving was stranger than the one at lunch and involved ketchup – of course – over chocolate chip ice cream. "You know," Victoire said to Nathan out of the blue. "I'm kind of hungry for ice cream right now."

"Ice cream, you say? Isn't it kind of late for that?" Nathan laughed. Nathan, or Nate as he preferred to be called, was a kind boy from Hufflepuff, and Victoire couldn't ask for a better fellow Head. Victoire hadn't known him very well in previous years, but after becoming Heads together, the two had quickly become good friends, and it was easy to see why. Besides being kind and loyal as the Hufflepuffs were known for, Nate also enjoyed making people smile and laugh and was an intelligent student who did well in his studies. His sandy blonde hair was of medium length for a boy's, and his blue eyes seemed to sparkle when he laughed.

Victoire smiled at him. "It's never too late for ice cream."

Nathan shrugged. "Well, maybe the house-elves wouldn't mind getting us some. We are Heads, after all." He suggested, but Victoire only shook her head.

"They're not going to serve the kind I want." She replied.

"What kind are you looking for?"

Victoire hesitated. She couldn't exactly tell Nate what she wanted on her ice cream, so she'd have to make something up. "My friend's dad's banana splits." She said finally. "They are so good."

"They sound good." Nathan replied, and the two of them continued with their rounds. As the night progressed, Victoire's craving grew worse. It eventually became so bad that it kept Victoire up when she tried to fall asleep. Eventually, Victoire became so tired that she drifted off to sleep.

The following morning, Victoire awoke with a start. Sitting up slowly, she felt a sudden wave of nausea and rushed to the loo she shared with Nathan, barely making it to the toilet before emptying the contents of her stomach into it. A few seconds later, there was a knock at the door. "Vic," Nathan's concerned voice asked, "are you alright in there?"

"I'm fine." Victoire managed to say before another wave of nausea hit her and she regurgitated into the toilet again.

"There's no way you're fine, Victoire." Nate replied. "I'm coming in."

"Okay…" Victoire sighed in defeat.

Nate gasped when he opened the door and saw an extremely pale Victoire sitting helplessly on the floor. "Come on, Vic, we have to get you to the hospital wing."

Victoire wanted to protest and say that she knew exactly what was wrong – because she did. This was morning sickness. – but she was too weak.

A few minutes later, Nate and Victoire were in the hospital wing with Madame Pomfrey. Nate hung around, until seven-thirty, when Madame Pomfrey sent him to breakfast. After a few minutes more of questioning and examining Victoire, Madame Pomfrey asked, "Miss Weasley, forgive me for asking this, but it's crucial that I know… have you ever been sexually active?"

Victoire blushed, knowing Madame Pomfrey was on to her pregnancy. "Once." She muttered.

"I see." Madame Pomfrey said with a slight frown. "In that case, I think you may be pregnant, Miss Weasley."

Victoire sighed. "I am. I did the test about three weeks ago."

Madame Pomfrey frowned even more. "You've should have come to me. You and your baby are going to need regular check-ups from me. Also, I'll need to alert the Headmistress and your professors about your… situation. Now, stay here and rest. You should be able to attend classes later today." With that, Madame Pomfrey disappeared from the room.

Victoire sighed again. Madame Pomfrey knew about the pregnancy now, and soon, so would the rest of the Hogwarts staff. But maybe, that didn't have to be a bad thing. Word probably wouldn't get out to the students, at least not yet, and that was definitely a good thing.

Author's note: So we get to meet some new characters and see more of Victoire's personality. I hope I'm showing enough of it. Please review and let me know your thoughts.

Also if you are a Scorpius/Rose fan and/or a fan of another one of my stories, Trust Me, please answer this question either through a review or the poll on my profile (but not both, please, I want a fair vote):

If Scorpius Malfoy and Rose Weasley got married and had children, what would they name their daughters?

Aquila (the eagle) and Columba (the dove), or

Cassiopeia (the queen of Ethiopia) and Andromeda (the princess of Ethiopia).

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