MORE THAN QUIDDITCH 2

Chapter 11

It's month nine exactly, March 13th. I'm absolutely terrified of what is to come soon. Most women take classes while they are pregnant, in order to prepare themselves for the big day.

I'm not most women, and I am certainly not ready whatsoever. I don't know much about child birth and I know even less about being a mother.

When I sit down and think about what huge mistakes I have made within the last couple of months, I end up sobbing my heart out. I don't know how I could have possibly messed up my life so horribly. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if I had just told Oliver that I was pregnant from the very beginning.

I had thought that I was being unselfish by letting him off the hook. But really, I wasn't thinking about the child inside of me. This child, this small thing growing inside of me, is going to be deprived. Already, I am an unfit mother. Not only have I kept the baby a secret from the world, but I am also hiding it from the father that should be a part of its life. I don't know how I could possibly take care of a child on my own either. I have no money. I have no job. I'm still in Hogwarts for Merlin's sake. I am in no position to care for another life by myself. Once again I lie in my bed and cry myself into a not-so peaceful slumber.

The next morning, I sat in the Great Hall to enjoy breakfast with my fellow Gryffindors. I sat beside Harry and Ron, with Hermione and Ginny across from us. We all chatted about classes, exams, and professors we couldn't bear to listen to any longer. Harry offered me his toast, and Ron looked upset when I accepted.

"No offense, Katrina, but I've never seen you each as much as you have this year," Ron said.

I hesitated answering him, and I didn't have to because Ginny intervened, "Ron, you're just upset that Harry isn't giving you his unwanted scraps anymore."

Everyone chuckled at this, and I exhaled.

I scanned the Hall and suddenly got a strange feeling in my chest. I felt paranoid, as I realized that, from time to time, there would be eyes on me and whispers followed. I pointed this out to Harry, and he assured me that it was probably nothing to worry about. I believed him, until I suddenly saw Ginny's eyes wide and fixed upon something. She grabbed Hermione's arm. Hermione's looked up and instantly had the same countenance as Ginny.

"Katrina…." She said, her voice sounding scared and unsure.

I turned my head just in time to see Oliver Wood charging toward my direction, his wand out.

He was angry. Enraged.

My heart was pounding, I was terrified.

As I saw him begin to flick his wand, I shut my eyes tightly and cringed, fearing what he would do to me. I didn't open my eyes until I felt a breeze next to me and heard a thud. Quickly, my eyes flew open and I saw Harry sprawled on the floor, in complete shock.

Harry tried to get back up, but Oliver pushed him back down.

"How could you Harry? How could you?" Oliver shouted.

At this point, everyone was watching, mouths gaping. A student was being beat up by a professor.

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Harry shouted back, trying to defend himself against Oliver's blows.

Some of the Gryffindor boys, including Ron, pulled Oliver off of Harry.

"How could you get Katrina pregnant!" Oliver bellowed angrily, breathing heavily.

The whole entire Hall grew silent.