More Than Quidditch 2

And here is the 1st chapter! Oh, and remember, it'g going to be in Katrina's PoV from now on. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own it.

Broken Hearts and Big Secrets

I can remember that day so clearly. It happened just two weeks ago. On July 26th.

I was sitting at the kitchen table, cutting up a banana to put in my cereal, when Oliver Apparated into my house.

"Kat!" He called from the livingroom.

"In the kitchen!" I told him.

He appeared in the doorway and he had a look of guilt, or distress... or something. All I know is that it was definitally not good.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Listen Kat. I... We have to break up."

I froze. I felt a cold, achey feeling engross me. I just stood in my place at the counter. I didn't know what else to do. At that moment, I could feel my heart being crushed.

"Wha-... What do you mean?" My voice cracked. Water was building up in my eyelids.

"I can't explain it. I just... I just can't be with you anymore. I'm so sorry, Kat."

And then he disappeared. That was all he said to me. And then he left. Just like that.

I cried for days and days. I bearly came out of my room, no matter how much my mom and dad and little brother urged me. Hell, even my older brother came back home just to comfort me. But I didn't bugde. I wouldn't have remembered to send Harry a birthday gift if my mom hadn't remended me.

It hurts so, so much when the person you love more than anything, more than life itself, leaves you. Not only does he leave you without an explaination, but you realize that he doesn't even love you anymore. And that hurts more than anything.

I felt so empty, so alone, that I started wondering what my purpose in life was. I even thought of killing myself to end the heartache and the misery, but I could never do that. Not only because I have friends and family that love and care for me, but there is also the fact that I would be killing someone else along with me. I'd be killing my baby too.

AN: dramatic pause DUN DUN DUUUUUUN!!! haha so sorry. But i had to do it. :D

I didn't know that I was pregnant until a week after Oliver broke my heart.

I had been throwing up almost every morning, but I didn't know why. I then realized that I hadn't had my period that month. I went out and got a pregnancy test. It was positive. I thought back to that night, June 13th. The night of my birthday. I thought back to that night with much regret...

Oliver and I went to his flat after my birthday bash at the Weaseley's. My parents didn't mind me staying at Oliver's place. I'd done it before, and they totally trusted me and loved Oliver like another son. My whole family loved him.

We went into his bedroom and laid in bed next to each other. He kissed me lightly, but I wanted more. I ran my fingers over his chest and leaned into the kiss. Oliver then started to kiss my neck, but stopped after a minute.

"Kat, I don't want this to go to far," he warned.

"Oliver, I love you. I want to do this."

"Are you sure? You are still young. It's okay if you aren't ready. You know that. We can wait as long as you want. You know I would never rush you."

"I know Oliver. I'm sure. I love you so much," I told him again.

"I love you too... I love you too."

And that was the night we had sex. It was my first time. Oliver had never been pushy about sex at all. He wanted me to wait. He didn't want to rush into it. If only I had listened to him... If only I had waited. Then I wouldn't be pregnant.

So I was almost two months pregnant when I found out. I didn't tell anyone. Not my friends, not my family, and definitely not Oliver. How was I supposed to tell him? He had broken up with me. How was I supposed to just tell him that I was pregnant?

The only thing I knew was that in a week, I was going to spend the last two weeks at the Burrow. And NOBODY was going to find out that I was pregnant. Not a soul would know.

Okay! That was the first chapter. Did you like it? Do you hate it? Do you want more? Tell me about it! I would LOVE your opinion. :)