The weeks passed by slowly but surely. I spent most of my days going to class and then doing the piles of homework the teachers assigned. In between I hung out with my friends, wrote to Teddy, and went to see Madame Pomfrey.

One day in mid December, when I was about 5 months pregnant, she asked me if I would like to know the baby's gender.

"All you have to do is drink this potion," she said, holding out a bottle of mysterious green liquid. "I could have given it to you earlier, but 5 months is when the results are pretty much 100% accurate.

"Erm, okay," I said, taking the potion from her. Up until that moment I honestly hadn't considered the gender of the baby. It was just an "it." But suddenly I was very curious. Which did I want? A boy or a girl? Was one easier to take care of?

I uncapped the bottle and swallowed the liquid. "Yuck," I said, gagging slightly.

"Well what did you expect? Pumpkin juice? Now lie down"

When I did, she lifted up my shirt and waved her wand over my baby bump. It immediately began glowing pink. I gasped.

"Congratulations, Miss Weasley. It's a girl."

I stared at my pink stomach, watching the color slowly fade away. "Wow," was all I could manage.

I was having a baby girl.

"I better go tell everyone," I said eventually, standing up. "Thank you."

"It was no problem at all, dear," she replied, sounding unusually kind.

I hurried back to my common room to write to my parents. On the way there I passed Fred and Aidan. "Guess what?" I shouted at them. "It's a girl!"

"No way!" exclaimed Fred. "That's great!"

"Congrats, Vic," Aidan said, grinning.

Upon arriving in my common room, I hurried up to my dormitory to grab some parchment, ink, and a quill and then hurried back down and sat at the nearest table and began to write.

Dear Mum and Dad,

I'm having a girl! Madame Pomfrey just told me. Feel free to spread the news around to all our relatives. I'd write to them myself, but I'd run out of parchment. Anyway, it' almost dinnertime and I' starving. I'll write to you soon.

Lots of love,

Victoire

I hastily scribbled a letter to Teddy as well, and after a trip to the owlery to send them, I headed to dinner.

I found Fred, Aidan, Grace, and Rox already eating.

"Victoire!" Rox shrieked when I sat down. "Fred and Aidan told us the news. Congratulations!"

"Yeah, congratulations," echoed Grace, smiling.

"Thanks."

Rox, Grace, and I were discussing baby girl names, when we heard Aidan, who was talking to Fred, loudly ask him, "Guess who I shagged last night?"

Grace was still dating Matthew Davies and things were going great for them. Of course, Aidan was not happy with this, and apparently his idea of revenge was dating (and shagging) every girl in sight. I think that he hoped it would make Grace jealous and she would dump Matthew and come running into his arms. So far, that had not happened. Nor did it seem likely.

I watched as Grace gripped her fork tightly and stared at her plate with extreme focus.

Fred rolled his eyes. "Who?"

"Bridget McCutcheon."

Fred stared at him. "You're gonna get AIDs."

"Seriously, Aidan. It's getting gross," said Rox.

"Whatever, it's my life. I can do what I want."

"I have to go meet Matthew to help him with his Transfiguration essay," said Grace suddenly, standing up. "I'll see you guys later."

"Bye, Grace," Aidan called to her retreating figure. "Have fun with your boyfriend."

"Don't worry. I will," she responded.

Aidan angrily attacked his chicken with his fork. "Do you think anyone would notice if I poisoned Davies?" he growled.

"Mate, they've been together almost two months. You need to get over it," Fred told him.

"Yeah, whatever," he said, standing up. "I'm gonna go do homework, you coming?"

"Sure."

They both turned to leave.

"Congrats again on the news, Vic," Aidan said. Then they were gone and it was only Rox and me.

A few minutes later, Beth Clarke, the biggest gossip in school, came hurrying over.

"Did you two hear the news?" she asked excitedly.

I shook my head, as I took a sip of water.

"What news?" asked Rox.

"Grimsdyke got a student pregnant!"

I choked on my water.

Rox let out a howl of laughter. "Oh my God! It actually happened."

"A student actually had sex with him? Who?" I asked.

"Bridget McCutcheon," Beth replied.

"Bridget McCutcheon? Wasn't that the girl Aidan was just talking about? His newest conquest?" asked Rox.

"Yeah it is," I replied. "Eww, that's disgusting. He shagged a girl who's shagged Grimsdyke."

"Can you imagine even letting him touch you?" asked Beth. "Let alone letting him shag you?"

I shivered slightly. "The mental pictures in my mind right now are going to scar me for life."

"At least we won't have to deal with him anymore. I assume they fired him?" said Rox, looking to Beth for confirmation.

"He's probably packing his bags right now," she said, nodding.

"I wanna go say goodbye to him," I said, standing up. "And by 'say goodbye' I mean totally taunt him for this."

Rox stood up. "You wanna come too?" she asked Beth.

"Sure," she said. "I'm still mad at him for giving me an F on my last essay."

The three of us found him in his office, hastily stuffing things in his trunk.

"Hello, Professor," I said.

He jumped at the sound of my voice, turning around so quickly that he knocked a stack of papers off his desk.

"Oh, hello ladies," he said. "What… what are you doing in here?"

"We heard about you leaving," Rox replied. "We came to say goodbye."

"Oh," he said, nervously. "Er, did… did you… happen to hear why I was leaving?"

"Of course we did, Professor. This is Beth Clarke we're talking about here. Do you think she wouldn't know all the details," I asked him. Beside me, Beth smiled proudly.

"Right, right. Of course she would."

"So Bridget McCutcheon, huh?" I continued. "Wow. Couldn't you find a woman your own age?"

He closed his eyes. "I think you three need to leave."

"Why, can't handle the truth?" asked Rox.

"Leave."

"If you insist," I said. "Bye-bye, Professor."

We ran out, giggling.

"That was mean," said Beth, in between laughs.

"He deserved it," I replied. "All he's ever been is a creepy, pervy arsehole."

After saying goodbye to Beth, Rox and I headed back to the Gryffindor common room. After an hour of doing homework, I told Rox that I was going to bed.

"Alright," she said. "Goodnight."

Since it was still pretty early, I assumed no one else would be in the dormitory, but I was wrong. When I got up there, I found Grace lying on her bed.

"Grace! How long have you been up here?"

She shrugged. "An hour, I guess."

"I thought you were meeting Matthew to help him with an essay."

She shook her head. "No, I just made that up to get away from Aidan."

"Ah. That makes sense. He's been extremely obnoxious recently." I sat down on the bed next to her. "So how are things between you and Matthew going?"

"Pretty good," she replied.

"Have you two… you know?" I waggled my eyebrows.

She blushed. "No. He's been talking about it, but I've told him that I'm not ready."

"Well, don't do anything until you're ready. No matter how badly he wants to."

She sighed, lying back on the bed and staring up at the ceiling "How did you know when you were ready with Colin?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. I just did. We didn't plan it or anything. It just happened."

"I wish Aidan was more supportive of our relationship. I miss him. He was one of my best friends in the world, but now we barely speak. We only hang out because we have the same friends."

I patted her arm. "It's okay. He'll get over it eventually and you two will go back to how you were."

"I hope so."

"Speaking of Aidan, did you hear that the girl he was talking about at dinner, Bridget McCutcheon, is pregnant with Grimsdyke's baby?"

Her face scrunched up in disgust. "I think I just threw up in my mouth."

"My reaction exactly."

"I wonder if Aidan knows yet."

I laughed. "I hope not. I want to see the look on his face when he finds out."

She grinned. "That would sure cheer me up. Let's go see if he's in the common room."

We headed back down there and looked around, spotting Aidan and Fred sitting at a table in the corner.

"Hey," I said, as Grace and I sat down next to them.

"Hey," said Fred, not looking up from the essay he was writing. "Please do not engage me in conversation. If I don't finish this essay tonight, I'm screwed."

Aidan however pushed aside his book and looked up. "Hello ladies."

"Did you hear the news about Bridget, Aidan?" Grace asked.

"What are you talking about?" he asked, looking confused.

"She's pregnant."

"Who's the father?" he asked.

"Grimsdyke."

His mouth fell open.

We both giggled. "Gross, isn't it?" I asked.

"Disgusting," he replied.

Suddenly a thought hit me. "What's going to happen to Bridget anyway?"

"What do you mean?" asked Aidan.

"I mean, is she going to stay here? I can't imagine being able to face everyone knowing that your pregnant with a teacher's baby. Being pregnant is bad enough by itself."

Aidan shrugged. "I dunno. She'll probably leave."

"Well then what happens? Are parents going to help support her? How will she get a good job to support herself and a child without finishing school? Will Grimsdyke help support the baby at all?"

"Vic," said Grace calmly. "It's not your problem. She made a mistake and now she's going to have to live with that mistake. Just like you."

"But it's different for me. I didn't get knocked up by a teacher. I'm going to finish school. I have wonderful friends and family who are supporting me."

"Well her mistake was bigger."

"What about Grimsdyke? That worthless arsehole impregnates a student and probably will just run off and hide from his mistake. Why does he get away with it? It's not fair."

"Merlin, Vic, didn't anyone ever tell you that life isn't fair?" asked Aidan.

"I'm going to go find her," I said, standing up.

"Bridget?" asked Grace.

"Yes," I said. "Are you two coming?"

They glanced at each other. "Er, alright," said Grace.

"How are we going to find her?" asked Aidan.

"The Marauder's Map," I replied, looking around. "Where's James?"

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