Title: Pregnant
Rating: T
Character(s): Andromeda
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em - not making any money off 'em. Dern it.
Word Count: 330
Notes: This collection will feature Andromeda in a mother and grandmother role. There will hopefully be fifteen chapters.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry: March Event - Mother's Day - Prompt: A woman learning she's pregnant
Andromeda stared at the healer in mute shock. "I'm pregnant?" she gasped disbelievingly.
The healer arched a perfectly groomed eyebrow. "Surely you're not that surprised. You must have had a suspicion when you kept getting sick," he prodded with a smile.
Andromeda looked down at her lap. No, she hadn't been suspicious about her sickness. She thought she was simply sick. She hadn't thought about the reason behind her bad health.
She placed her hand on her stomach. "Pregnant," she whispered to herself.
It was a dream come true—her and Ted had been trying—but it felt as if a stone had dropped in her stomach. And she felt sick, but for a whole other reason that couldn't be explained by pregnancy.
After some instructions from the healer, which included prenatal potions and a special diet, so the baby would remain healthy, Andromeda left St. Mungo's.
She should get home and wait for Ted to be done with work. She hadn't told him about her appointment with the healer as she hadn't wanted to worry him, but all she really wanted to do was walk around and mull over the reason for her sudden unhappiness, especially when the pregnancy wasn't accidental.
She walked around and found herself gazing at children. Or more accurately, she was gazing at mothers with their children. She watched their interaction. It was soft and full of love, and she didn't have one memory of her mum being like that with her.
And that was when she realized what her mood was about. She was afraid she'd end up being like her own mother: cold, heartless, aloof. A woman who didn't know how to say 'I love you.' A woman that was never happy with her children's accomplishments, no matter how big they were.
And the last thing she wanted was to become like her mother.
Andromeda straightened her spine. What really mattered was what she wanted, and she would never be like Druella Black.