Pregnant.

Pregnant.

I looked at Liv, who was still crying uncontrollably, curled up in the corner. I couldn't panic, not yet. I had to deal with her panic first.

I took a deep breath, and closed my eyes, before straightening my back. Super Rebeckah to the rescue.

"Okay Liv. Here's what we're gonna do. First, who is the daddy? Louis, right? It can only be Louis."

She nodded weakly.

"But you've only had sex with him once, on Christmas?"

She nodded again.

"So you're about a month pregnant. Okay. We're going to go to the Hospital Wing and talk to the nurse lady, and she's going to help us."

With that, I pulled her to her feet, and we slowly dragged ourselves there. Madam O'Mal, the school nurse, bustled towards us, and I quickly explained the situation. She cast a quick spell on Liv, which made her belly glow a soft gold, and then slowly fade.

Madam O'Mal sighed before taking us to her office.

"Olivia. You are indeed pregnant, and this is a big responsibility. The first thing you have to do is talk to the father. Do you know who the father is?"

We both nodded.

"Then you have to make a decision. You have three options: abortion, adoption or keeping the baby. The baby is due in October, so you have plenty of time to organize yourself. Of course, if you choose an abortion you have to choose it relatively soon.

This is going to be hard, so I'm going to give you time think about everything. I want you to talk to the father, and make a decision. In a month, I want you to come back with the father and tell me what you're going to do. Until then, I'm going to give you some vitamins, and if you need anything from me, come here."

Wow, blunt much?

Although that was probably what Liv and I needed. And really, there was no sugarcoating it.

So after thanking her, we walked out, faces blank. I could only guess what Liv was feeling but I was still in the numb part of it all. My mind was going sluggishly slow, as I tried to think of what to say, what to do, how to do it.

Neither of us said a word as we made our way to the dorms, and when we got there Liv silently curled up in the bed. While I knew that she would normally want to talk to me about it, this time was different. This time she needed space, and I myself was glad to give it to her and spend sometime only with me too.

So I kissed her cheek and walked out of the dorm again, closing my eyes and taking a few deep breaths before venturing out into the corridors of Hogwarts. For the first time in what seemed like forever, the Saturday would not be spent studying, it would instead be spent wandering around hidden corridors and empty classrooms, trying to wrap my mind around the fact that Liv was pregnant. Seventeen and pregnant.

I roamed the halls for hours, fending back the bubble of anxiety that was forming in my chest, until it became too much, and I leant my back against the wall, slowly sliding down until I was sitting down with my back pressed to the cold stone and my legs to my chest as I leant my forehead on my knees.

Ah, shit.

Liv was pregnant.

"Rebeckah? Is that you?"

Ah, shit indeed.

AN: So. I'm back. I know it's been a while but I went skiing for a week and this chapter was very difficult to write and I'm sick. Soo yeah. AND the chapter's too short (again). But please don't hate me. I'll cry if you hate me.

Anyway, so Liv is pregnant. Big surprise there, huh?

I'm pretty sure that was sarcastic, but you never know with good ol' me.

Leaving now, thanks for reading

Byee