Wow, those 3 reviews came in a lot quicker than I expected, so Thank-you! :) As promised, here is the second chapter, I apologize if there are any spelling/grammatical errors, I have no one to edit this for me and I'm not so great with grammar or proper punctuation.

"Miss Longbottom, Miss Weasley, may I ask why you are 15 minutes late to my class?" Professor Trillum asked briskly, her eyes barely wavering from the essays she was marking vigorously at her desk. The entire class turned to look at us, I could feel my face turning an unattractive shade of red. Even Scorpius looked up from his spot at his cauldron, throwing me a questioning look, I was never, ever, late for class. Professor Trillum raised her eyebrows and looked straight at me when we failed to answer her question.

"Well you see, Professor, I lost my potions book and I know how much you hate it when I come to class unprepared. Rose here was nice enough to help me find it. I'm so sorry if we disrupted the class." Alice took a breath and looked as though she was about to continue in her rambling but Professor Trillum stopped her with a wave of her hand. "Just go find a cauldron and figure out what you've missed, but if this happens again I will be issuing the both of you detentions". We both nodded our heads, glad to have escaped the wrath of Professor Trillum for now.

I threw Alice a look of gratitude, Alice was not one to lie and I know that she did so simply for my sanity. I definitely owed her one. I surveyed the room quickly for an empty spot, and my eyes landed on a vacant cauldron right next to Scorpius', the one person I really didn't want to talk to right now. I looked around for Alice and her unmistakable knee length brown hair, but she'd already taken a spot beside my cousin, Albus. My heart sped up as I clumsily made my way over to my spot, bumping into people and earning dirty looks from several of my classmates along the way. My nerves were out of control, what was I supposed to say? "Oh hey, Scorp, sorry I've been running away and childishly avoiding you for the past 2 months, let's just sit here and make potions and pretend everything's OK". But everything was so far from OK that I just didn't know what to do. So instead I plopped my books down next to my cauldron and sat down without so much as a glance Scorpius' way. I could feel him looking at me expectantly, a deep blush crept its way up my neck and to my cheeks. Finally he spoke, "So I'm not even worth a hello?", he drawled. I looked up from my potions book, flustered. "No, I mean, yes, I mean", I closed my eyes for a second and took a deep breath, "hello." I stuttered. This brought a smirk to his face, I glared at him.

I turned back to my potions book and tried to refocus myself on the task at hand, collecting and readying my ingredients. My mind just didn't want to cooperate though, I kept thinking about the baby, Scorpius, and how messed up everything was. The father of my unborn child was sitting right next to me and I didn't even have the confidence to talk to him. I was hopeless. Nothing was turning out the way I thought it was supposed to, not only did I not earn the spot of head girl like my family had expected me to, but I was now pregnant and the father of my baby was someone less than desirable, at least in the eyes of my family. Even my potion was refusing to cooperate, instead of simmering and turning a pretty shade of lime green it was fuming and turning an ugly shade of green-brown. I had no clue what I'd done wrong, but the substance was emitting a horrible putrid smell, so I'd obviously done something very, very wrong. I stood above my cauldron, unsure of what to do, my red hair frizzing and sweat beading on my brow. As horrible as I was at potions, I'd never messed up an assignment this badly before. I stared at the gurgling, puke-like liquid inside of my cauldron and felt my stomach turn. I clasped a hand over my mouth, almost as though doing so would make my stomach stop it's quaking. I gripped the desk hard, my knuckles turning white, I was NOT going to barf in the middle of Potions class, but I couldn't quite bring myself to move. I felt a gentle hand on my back, "Are you alright Rose?" Scorpius looked at me with concern. I shook my head no, before emptying the contents of my stomach into my cauldron, retching and gagging.

Once again the entire class was staring at me, and for the first time in my life I was sure I was going to start bawling in front of everyone. I felt my eyes well up with tears. Tears of shame, guilt, frustration and sickness.

"Miss. Weasley, disrupting the class two times in one day." Professor Trillum exclaimed, clearly exasperated. "When one feels sick it is common sense to get up and find somewhere other than a cauldron to empty their stomach in" She shook her head at me with a curious look on her face, as though trying to gauge what exactly my issue was.

I shook my head too, my hands on my forehead and my voice shaking, "I'm so sorry professor". It was then that I felt Scorpius' arm around my back guiding me towards the door.

"I'll take Rose to the hospital wing." Scorpius told Professor Trillum instead of asking. In a normal situation this probably would've aggravated her, but today she couldn't seem to be bothered by it after all the drama that had ensued, she was probably quite happy to be rid of me.

"Very well." Replied the Professor, her eyes already back on her marking.

My legs felt like they were made of rubber, Scorpius had to all but carry me out of the room and down the hallway, where we stopped rather abruptly.

"What the hell is going on Rose?" he asked me forcefully. I merely shrugged my shoulders and avoided his cool gaze, I couldn't afford to be caught up in it right then. "You've been avoiding me like I'm the black plague, you look like you've just died and come back to life, you're late to class, you've been disappearing randomly and now you're barfing all over the place. What. Is. Going. On."

"Nothing" I muttered, looking away, "I've just been having trouble sleeping, I'm not quite feeling like myself lately."

"Don't feed me that shit Rose, I know when something's wrong, I know you, we've been friends for a long time."

I felt like shit. I wanted to scream and cry at the same time. I couldn't deal with this right now.

"Scorp", I said anxiously, a hand on my stomach, "I think I'm going to puke again" I wrenched myself out of the iron grip he had on my shoulders and made a run for the bathroom, which was luckily just across the hall from where Scorpius had chosen to stop, how convenient.

I didn't even know how I could possibly have anything left in my stomach at this point but evidently I did. Scorpius' hands maneuvered my hair away from my face and stroked comforting circles on my back. I hadn't realized he'd followed me into the washroom, but for some odd reason I was glad he did. I leaned my head against the bathroom stall and let Scorpius continue to stroke my back as he held me protectively against his chest.

"I'm sorry" I whispered. I wasn't sure what I was apologizing for, my puking, my constant avoidance of him or the fact that because of my stupidity, I was pregnant with his child. Maybe it was all three.

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