First of all I'd like to state that I am in no way trying to glamorize teen pregnancy, I just love Scorp & Rose and I thought this would be an interesting, dramatic somewhat humorous predicament to write about.

I am also in no way a proffessional and I didn't have anyone edit this story before posting it, so if there are any obvious mistakes, please let me know :)

Just a heads up, in my version of HP Luna & Neville get married and have to kids: Alice & Lyla Longbottom. I thought I should let you know since Alice is introduced in this chapter, Lyla will be more of a secondary Character, but she will be included :)

Also, I don't own Harry Potter, JK Rowling's the genius - not me ;)

"No. Way. This cannot be happening. Not now, not like this. I mean, it's not like I'm stupid or anything, I do know how these things work. It's just that it's happening right here, right now, on what would normally be a boring Monday and most of all, that it's happening to me. Heck, I would take a million boring Mondays, let everyday be a Monday, if this would all just go away." My mind continued to race as my trembling hand strayed from my death-grip on the sink to my still-flat stomach. I let it rest there for a minute in wonder.

I dared to take a peek at myself in the mirror. I was incredibly pale, my freckles even more apparent against their now snowy white backdrop and my red hair a complete mess. I was a complete mess.

How could I have done something so incredibly stupid? I immediately knew the answer, I wasn't thinking, and for me that was a big deal. I was always thinking. I couldn't help it - I was just a very logical person … well most of the time anyway. Everything was very black and white to me, no in-betweens or exceptions, it's either right or it's wrong. But with Scorpius I somehow saw the flat expanse of grey that lies between every question and its answer. I wasn't drunk, I wasn't drugged, and I wasn't under the influence of anything, unless you count loneliness. I really don't have an excuse. I chose this, it doesn't matter how indirect the choice was … it was a choice and I made it.

I bit my lip as I slid to the floor to lean against the sink, resisting the urge to bang my head against it in frustration.

Rose Weasley, pregnant. How the hell was I supposed to break that news to my parents? Involuntary tears welled up in my eyes as I hugged my knees tightly to my shuddering chest. Getting knocked up by a loving boyfriend is bad enough, but that obviously just wasn't enough for me, I had to choose Scorpius freaking Malfoy. This was pathetic – I was pathetic. At this point I was sobbing so uncontrollably that I couldn't even be bothered with a silencing spell.

Scorpius with his perfect hair and his soft smile was now the father of my unborn child. I'd had an insufferable crush on him since the day I first saw him at Kings Cross. Seven years of sexual tension never does any good. Scorpius was popular in Hogwarts standards, he'd dated half of the female population, and he certainly didn't have an issue finding a date or a replacement for me. An unexpected wave of jealousy surged over me at the thought of Scorpius and his latest conquest, Suzie. I was no match for her sleek blonde curls and her supermodel figure, especially now that I'd be fat as a cow in a few months time. Even the fact that Scorpius' baby has taken up residence in my belly wouldn't be enough to interest him at this point, I'd been avoiding him for weeks, and I knew he was pissed at me for insulting Suzie the one time we did talk. I could handle being with Scorp as friends, but I'd always felt way too much for him and I just didn't know how to deal with it now that my feelings had been brought out of the shadows and into the light.

My thoughts were interrupted by footsteps and a soft, rather concerned voice.

"Rose, what are you doing down there, are you OK?" I looked up to see Alice Longbottom standing above me. I rubbed my hands over my tear stained face.

"Nothing, I'm fine, just … erm, resting."

Alice plopped herself down beside me. "Floor sitting is a hobby of mine too, she said smiling at me, you do know that we're going to be late for class though?"

I looked back at her blankly, like that mattered now. "Alice I'm, I'm pregnant." I blurted out, my face aflame and the tears in my eyes threatening to spill over down my cheeks.

We sat there in silence for a moment. That was the great thing about Alice, she was at peace with silence and she never seemed to pass judgment, not even in moments like these.

She reached over to hug me, "Oh Rose, are you sure?"

"I'm sure" I said, taking the odd looking wizarding version of a pregnancy test out of my robe pocket and showing it to her. As soon as it was out of my pocket it started emitting loud celebratory noises, as well as blue & pink sparks.

Alice giggled watching it's ridiculous antics. "I know, I probably should have went for something a little less discreet." I muttered sarcastically, I couldn't help it, I smiled too.

"Well you're not very far along, since it can't tell what the gender is yet. She paused a moment to survey my stomach, I'd say you're probably about 2 months."

I looked at her questioningly.

"My mum's a naturalist; she treats pregnancies all the time." Alice explained, "She's taught me a lot of what she knows. I can probably help you out, I know all of the morning sickness remedies" She grinned at me.

"I could definitely use something for that right about now" I said remembering the breakfast I'd already thrown up.

Alice stood up abruptly, "We'd better get to class Rose, we have Advanced potions." She was prone to this unexpected flip-flopping, her brain flitted so quickly from one thought to the next that at times it was hard to keep up.

I groaned. My hatred towards potions and my resulting inadequacy at the subject was well known.

Alice offered me her hand and I rose with as much dignity as I could muster from my seat on the bathroom floor.

"Congratulations, by the way." Grinned Alice hugging me again, "This, she said, gesturing towards my stomach, it isn't all that bad you know Rosie, look on the bright side."

"Thanks", I muttered halfheartedly

It was at that point and with much gratitude that I realized she hadn't even asked me who the Father was. You just can't help but love Alice.

What do ya think? Is it worth continuing? This is my first shot at trying to write a fanfic so if you have any advice/ideas for the story PLEASE let me know in the reviews. I'll be posting the 2nd chapter after I get 3 reviews. I'm not asking for much ;) Just a little bit of help :D