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𝓔𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥
THURSDAY, APRIL 14th 1978

I stand in front of the bathroom mirror, my hands instinctively holding the bump that I feel is growing far too fast and I smile softly.

"You're glowing" A masculine voice speaks and I turn my head with a grin to see Regulus.

"Thank you, Reggie" I say gratefully, moving to give him a hug.

He hums in response and sways me a little, enveloping me in his warm embrace.

"We don't have to do it right now if you don't want to, princess" Regulus assures me quietly andI shake my head, pulling back a little to look up at him.

"I'm already showing and I can't hide it under big jumpers forever" I tell him and he nods in agreement, letting out a defeated sigh.

"Come on" He escorts me out of the bathroom and into the living room of the Malfoy mansion.

Regulus and I enter the room where his parents are sat on one sofa drinking tea and my father is sat in the arm chair scowling, Narcissa and Lucius on the opposite sofa.

"Why on earth have you gathered us here, daughter?" My father demands, gaining everyones attention "Out with it"

My stomach turns in anxiety and Regulus takes a hold of my hand, straightening his posture before looking at the others.

"Evangeline and I have something we'd like to share" Regulus declares, causing Walbura to perk up in interest.

"I'm pregnant" I admit, placing my free hand on my stomach.

The whole room turns silent and I try my best to gather what they are all thinking. My father's stoney expression is hard to read, but he almost seems pleased. Walburga and Orion stare at us in a mixture of shock and pride, while Narcissa and Lucius paste on encouraging smiles but I can see the concern in their expressions.

"This is wonderful!" Walburga blurts out, jumping up onto there feet and rushing over to us "You're positively glowing, my dear"

"Thank you, Mrs Black" I smile in relief.

"I'm so happy for you, Angel" Narcissa appears beside her aunt with a warm smile and hugs me shortly.

"How far along are you?" My father questions and I tear my gaze from the women in front of me.

"Four months" I answer him honestly and he merely nods.

"Oh my! Four months?" Walburga gasps in surprise and I nod "You must be wed before this child is born"

The woman swivels around to look at my father and Orion who are celebrating with a glass of whiskey.

"We have to move the wedding date, Abraxas! It must be sooner than next year" She presses in distress and I share a worried glance with Regulus.

"Well, Regulus is to turn eighteen in June. Surely it can wait till after that" Orion reasons with his wife who shoots daggers at him but says nothing in disagreement "How about July? Possibly from the 1st to the 10th?"