Author's note: Guess whose thirty-second birthday it is? That's right, Harry Potter's! Happy Birthday to Harry. :)

Chapter 7: True Friends

Monday, 12 March, 2018 (week 11)

It was a normal Monday morning for Victoire. She and Jenna sat as far away from Kat, Jessica, and the other Gryffindors as possible. Despite Victoire's pregnancy, boys continued to stare at both girls during breakfast. Sure, Victoire had veela genes, but Jenna was also quite beautiful, with her long, light strawberry blonde hair and bright green eyes. Unfortunately, for the boys, both girls already had boyfriends.

A few minutes into breakfast, the friends were joined by a third person. It was Ella, a girl from Jenna's dorm. "Hello." She said cheerfully as she sat down.

"Hey, Ella." Jenna replied, and Victoire smiled at her.

"Hey, Victoire?" Ella asked softly after a few seconds of silence.

"Hm?" Victoire replied, not looking up from her large mound of scrambled eggs and ketchup.

"I'm sorry about Kat spreading those rumors, and for not being there when you needed me. I should have stood up for you."

Victoire looked up in surprise. "It's okay."

"Really?" Ella asked.

Victoire nodded. "Well, you're here now, aren't you?"

Ella laughed. Her light brown eyes seemed to be glowing. "Yeah, I suppose I am, and I will be here for you from now on if you ever need anything." Suddenly, she became serious. "But, don't let Kat get to you. She's just jealous."

"Jealous?" Victoire asked, raising an eyebrow. She was pregnant. Why would Kat be jealous of her?"

"Yeah." Ella replied, tucking a strand of her shoulder-length brown hair behind her ear. "You're one-eighth veela, all the boys are attracted to you even though you're pregnant, you have good friends, and a good, attractive boyfriend who loves you. It's very easy for a girl like Kat to be jealous of you."

Before Victoire had a chance to reply, the owls flew in, including a large great-horned owl, carrying three letters. It flew to the staff table first and dropped one of the letters into Headmistress Clearton's hands. Then, it flew over the Gryffindor table and dropped the remaining letters into Victoire's and Jenna's hands. There was only one person the letters could be from. Smiling at each other, both girls eagerly tore into their letters.

Dear Victoire,

Teddy told me about your pregnancy, and I want you to know that I'm here for you guys if you need me. I'm always willing to talk. I must say though, you and Teddy will be great parents.

Work at the Ministry hasn't been so good. My boss talks about creatures like me as if they are not even living. Thankfully though, he still doesn't seem to know about my secret, and I don't intend to tell him, so my job is safe, at least for now.

I hope everything is well. We all miss you and Jenna, especially Teddy and I. Hopefully I'll see you over the spring holiday. Until then, remind Jenna that I love her, because I don't think I said it enough in my letter to her.

Your friend,

Nick Clearton

Victoire smiled as she finished reading the letter. Nick was Jenna's boyfriend, and a friend of hers and Teddy's. He was a year older than her and Jenna, and was Teddy's best friend, other than herself. Nick was a werewolf, and had been adopted by the Cleartons, the Headmistress and the Deputy Headmaster/Head of Gryffindor/DADA professor, when his birth mother abandoned him shortly after he was infected with lycanthropy. No one could understand why anyone would ever abandon Nick, because he was so sweet and kind to everyone, and loved his parents as if they were biological.

"Here Jen, read that last sentence." Victoire said, handing the letter to her friend, who laughed after she read it. "What's so funny?"

"He reminded me that he loves me about five times in my letter."

Oh, Nick. Victoire thought, rolling her eyes. He always had a sense of humor.

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Friday, 16 March, 2018 (week 11)

Ever since Kat had spread the pregnancy rumors, Victoire had been avoiding Nathan, her fellow Head. She had been leaving to do her rounds and other Head duties early and always went to her dorm as early as possible on weeks she didn't have rounds. She didn't know why she was avoiding Nate. Perhaps it was because of her fear of being a disappointment. However, Nathan soon caught on to what she was doing however.

"Hey Vic, wait up!" Nathan called, and chased after her just as she was beginning her Friday night rounds. "Are you avoiding me?"

Victoire didn't say anything, but the redness of her cheeks and ears showed that she was. "Are you mad at me?" Nate asked softly.

"No." Victoire sighed.

"Then what's this about?" Once again, Victoire said nothing, so Nate continued speaking. "Is this about the rumors? Because I don't believe them, Vic. Not for a second."

"That's the thing, Nate." Victoire sighed. "I am pregnant."

"Well, that part I suppose I can believe, with that random ice cream craving you had a couple of weeks ago." Nate replied. "But what I don't believe is the rumors of how you got pregnant.I still don't understand why you're avoiding me."

"I guess it's because I was afraid of you looking down on me." Victoire answered with another sigh.

"Why would I do that?" Nate asked, clearly confused.

"Because I'm doing a horrible job of being Head Girl. Head Girl's don't get pregnant."

"Vic, I couldn't ask for a better fellow Head." Nathan said softly. "And I'd never look down on you, ever. You're my friend, and I'm here to support you."

"Thank you, Nate." Victoire said. For the rest of their rounds, Victoire wondered how she ended up with such good friends.

Author's note: Sorry the chapter's kind of short. And don't worry; this story will NEVER end up being Victoire/Nathan in a romantic way. They're just really good friends, and that's all they'll ever be. :)