Author's Note: Sorry for the delay. We got a new computer, and it took a while to set up. Then my word documents wasn't set up right away, so I had to use google docs, and I don't know how to transfer them so that I could post this chapter. But it's ready now, so here's chapter 6. :)

Also, as my fellow Americans (hopefully) know, last Friday, July 20th, 2012, there was a terrible shooting at a movie theater in Aurora, Colorado during the premier of the new Batman movie. Twelve were killed, 57 wounded, the youngest killed being only six years old and the youngest wounded being only 3 months (if I have all my facts right) This is so sad! Please keep the people of Aurora in your thoughts and prayers.

There will be some Dominique and Louis in this chapter! Yay!

Chapter 5: Rumors

Monday, 5 March, 2018 (continued – week 10)

Recap: The two girls were looking over the book when the door to the dormitory's loo opened, and one of Jenna's roommates came out. "Victoire, you're pregnant?" asked a high pitched voice, causing both girls to look up in shock.

It was Kat, and honestly, Victoire couldn't have thought of a worse person to discover her secret than her. "Well… I –" Victoire stammered.

"- I can't believe it, Victoire." Kat said snobbishly. "Well, actually, I can, seeing as your one-eighth veela. No wonder you're a whore."

"Victoire isn't a whore!" Jenna snapped angrily in Victoire's defense. "The baby is Teddy's."

"Oh, but I say she is." Kat argued with a laugh. "Only whores get pregnant. And the fact that it's Teddy's makes it even worse. Well, being the spawn of a filthy, good-for-nothing werewolf, I guess he can't help breeding like an animal."

That was the last straw. It was bad enough for Kat to insult Victoire, but to insult Teddy and his heroic father was intolerable. "Get. Out." Victoire hissed, but Kat only glared at her.

"Wow, you have nerve, Victoire, telling me to get out of my own dorm. I was just leaving, anyway." Kat snarled, and headed towards the door. "Oh, and I can't wait until every finds out that perfect, Head Girl Victoire is pregnant."

"That horrid little piece of hip-" Jenna began, but Victoire shook her head.

"It's alright, Jen. I mean, everyone has to find out eventually. I just wish that Kat wasn't the one to tell them. Besides, what's the worst she can say? That I'm pregnant? Well, that's no big deal because it's true. I'm ready for her, and whatever rumors she plans to spread."

Little did Victoire know was that the rumors were going to be worse than she'd ever expected.

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Friday 9 March, 2012 (week 10)

By the end of the week, the entire school, so it seemed, knew of Victoire's pregnancy, which she had expected, as Kat had quite a bit of power in the school. But she didn't expect to hear several versions of the rumor.

All week, several curious students had come up to her, asking for the truth. Some heard that Professor Granite, the grumpy, difficult to please Potions Master and head of Slytherin had impregnated her. Others heard that Victoire didn't know who the father was, as there were three different possibilities. The most painful, in Victoire's opinion, was that she had been pregnant, but she had "gotten rid of" the baby by using an abortion spell, something Victoire wouldn't have even thought about, not in a million years. When a third year Gryffindor girl came up to her, saying that she had heard all three rumors, Victoire lost it.

"Yes, I got pregnant, and I will still be pregnant for thirty more weeks. My boyfriend, Teddy, is the father, and I love him very much, and would never cheat on him, for your information! And yes, we are keeping the baby, so leave me alone! All of you!" The distressed teenager screeched to anyone who would listen before storming to the Heads' common room with tears streaming down her face, not caring that her second class of the day, Potions, was scheduled to start in less than two minutes.

When Victoire did go to Potions, she was fifteen minutes late. Professor Granite glared at her as she came in. "Miss Weasley, you're late." He snarled.

Victoire froze, her eyes full of anger. "I think I have an excuse for that, Professor!" she snapped. "At least I came at all! And I don't suppose you've heard any of the rumors going around, have you?"

"Miss Weasley, do not talk back to me! Twenty points for Gryffindor and detention tonight and every Friday night for as long as I see fit at seven in the evening. Now take your seat." The detention assignment caused several Slytherins to snicker, causing Victoire to glare at them.

As Victoire angry took her seat next to Jenna, she could feel the other student's eyes on her, but she didn't care. The students were shocked that Head Girl Victoire had blown up like that when she was normally well-behaved and rarely got in trouble, but they figured it was because of pregnancy hormones. At this point, Victoire was so upset that she didn't think she could handle anything more. "I'm here for you." Jenna told her friend softly, but Victoire could only nod.

Later that evening, after dinner, Victoire headed to her dorm to rest for a short period of time before going to detention, when she got to the entryway to the common room, she found her younger siblings, Dominique and Louis, standing outside, begging with the portrait to let them in.

"Please?" fourth-year Dominique begged. "We need to talk to Victoire Weasley." The sisters were very close, although someone who didn't know the Weasleys well would have never guessed, because they were polar opposites of each other. While Victoire's blonde hair cascaded down her back, Dom's was strawberry-blonde – more reddish then blonde – and shoulder-length, although she clearly had inherited some veela genes just as Victoire had. Victoire didn't see much of Dominique while at Hogwarts, because while she was a Gryffindor, Dom was a Ravenclaw. Also, while Victoire was well-behaved and always followed the rules, Dom was loud and outspoken, and got into nearly as much trouble as Louis, Fred, and James, but for different a different reason, of course. In addition, Dom was a spectacular chaser on the Ravenclaw team, while Victoire was rubbish at nearly every that had to do with Quidditch whatsoever.

"Yeah," second-year Louis added to his sister's pleas. "It's important." Louis, like his cousins Fred, and James, was a fun-loving prankster. When he was sorted into Slytherin, everyone was shocked, because he was the first Weasley to ever be sorted there, although everyone had to admit, he did show plenty of signs of cunningness and ambition. Even so, he, James, and Fred, along with their friend Aaron Jordan, remained close, and Louis was the mastermind behind all of their pranks. Unfortunately, Louis did struggle to fit in with many of the other Slytherins, but thankfully, he had good friends to help him. Louis had his mother's and oldest sister's blonde hair, but his father's eyes. Everyone knew that someday soon, Louis would be quite the womanizer.

"What are you guys up too?" Victoire said with a smile.

"Vic!" Dominique exclaimed, giving her sister a hug. "We were looking for you, but the portrait wouldn't let us in."

"It's okay." Victoire said. "Come on, let's go in."

Soon, the three of them were sitting on the couch. "What did you want to talk to me about?" Victoire asked.

"We heard the rumors about you." Louis said softly.

"And we want you to know that we're here for you." Dom added. " We're ready to tell everyone the truth."

Victoire felt tears once again form in her eyes and she embraced both of her siblings in her arms. "Thanks, guys. You're the best siblings anyone could ask for." She said. And it was true.