"You w-w-what?" Draco whispered as his face went pale.
"I- I- love you Draco Malfoy. And I always have! And I can't help it! I've tried and tried to hate you but it doesn't block the feelings I have for you. And ever since you have been hanging out...
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The cabin felt stifling as I braced myself for the revelation. Theo's heated outburst had drawn the attention of everyone around, but I pressed my hand against his mouth to stifle the commotion.
"Okay, okay. I'll be quiet. So, who's the father?" Theo whispered, the urgency etched on his face.
With a heavy sigh, I covered my face with my hands, contemplating how to approach the sensitive topic. "About that..."
"Y/n, who's the father?" Theo pressed, taking my hands away from my face.
"Some blond I've been friends with since, I don't know..." I replied sarcastically, squinting my eyes shut.
"DRACO MALFOY!" Theo's sudden exclamation echoed in the compartment, sending shivers down my spine.
"What about me, Theo?" A familiar voice interrupted from behind, and dread washed over me as I turned to see Draco Malfoy standing there.
"Oh. What's up, Draco?" Theo stammered, attempting to downplay the fact that he just yelled Draco's name across the compartment.
"Well, you yelled my name, so I thought I ought to know what it was about," Draco explained, a hint of curiosity in his voice.
"It was about nothing. Mind your business, Draco!" I snapped at him, resentment bubbling within me.
"I wasn't talking to you, Amabel," Draco retorted, glaring at me. The audacity of his words stung, leaving me hurt and bewildered.
"What the hell?" I questioned, my confusion evident.
"Merlin, Amabel, can't you just shut up for once in your life? Oh no, you can't. I wouldn't expect that little from you," Draco yelled, drawing the attention of the entire common room. It seemed like the whole Slytherin house was now privy to our heated exchange.
"I hate you, Malfoy!" I screamed over my shoulder, tears streaming down my face. The pain in my chest intensified as I stormed out of the common room, with Theo guiding me towards the girls' side.
As Theo comforted me, his words resonated like a soothing melody. "Listen. He's the dumbest guy I know! Just because you two slept together and you got pregnant doesn't mean he can't treat you with respect or common courtesy."
A few days passed, and the reality of my situation began to set in. I confided in Theo about my growing stomach, the challenges of keeping the pregnancy a secret, and the impending confrontation with Draco. His support felt like a lifeline, a comfort amid the storm.
"My Merlin, Theo, I'm really starting to show! I'll be 10 weeks in two days," I shared, the weight of the situation sinking in.
"Just do what Granger said! Wear some oversized clothes or sweaters. And please, tell your mom. I bet she might help," Theo suggested as he helped me pack my bags.
"I will. I just have to find the right time. But Merlin, Theo! The ball! I have to wear a dress! My mother's gonna be pissed that I've gained weight," I huffed out, the stress of the upcoming event pressing on me.
"Listen, everything is gonna be okay. But I do think you should tell Draco before you tell your mother," Theo advised, his concern evident.
"I know. I might tell him on the train or at the ball. And Theo, I can carry my suitcase! I'm not unable to carry it! I have arms," I protested, reclaiming my bag from him.
"I know, but I just don't want you to hurt my niece or nephew!" Theo expressed, a protective tone in his voice.
As the train journey approached, thoughts about revealing the truth to Draco and the impending confrontation lingered in my mind. The uncertainty of his reaction weighed heavily on me, like a storm brewing on the horizon.
"I'll take your bag. You go look for the group. I'll be there in 5," Theo offered as he grabbed my bag, ushering me toward the train. The familiar routine of finding our group - Blaise, Malfoy, and me - repeated itself.
As I walked and peeked into various cabins, I spotted Mionie. Knocking on the door, I entered with a greeting. "Potter, Weasley, Mionie!"
"Y/n! How are you doing?" Mionie inquired, her gaze shifting between my face and my slightly enlarged stomach.
"Oh, you know. The stomach problems have gotten worse due to the weight I've gained, and that's about it," I replied, taking a seat.
"I just thought I'd let you know that I'm gonna tell Malfoy about it today before the train ride ends. Hopefully, he'll take it well," I shared nervously.
"I believe he will. But not every day you get told that you're gonna be a f—" Mionie's words were cut off by a voice.
"Y/n, come on, the train's about to start," Theo called from outside the cabin.
"Thank you so much for all the advice. It really means so much!" I hugged Mionie tightly, feeling grateful for her support.
"Really, y/n, I'm always here if you need help. And Merlin, please tell him before the end of the train ride," she emphasized as I left the cabin.
The time had come to tell Draco that I am pregnant, and it's his child. The journey ahead seemed daunting, filled with uncertainty and anxiety. As I approached our group's cabin, a sense of foreboding settled in, and I braced myself for the conversation that awaited.
The cabin door opened, revealing an unexpected occupant in my usual spot. I whispered my annoyance to Theo, who promptly led me to his seat. "It's fine. You should tell him. There are a few empty cabins after this one," he advised in a hushed tone.
"What are you all talking about? It's rude to whisper," Vervain chimed in, her nosiness evident.
"It's really none of your business what we're talking about. In fact, it's only mine and Theo's business," I replied, chuckling, before settling back into the seat, exhausted, hungry, and stressed, mostly due to the pregnancy.
No one replied to my comment, and soon enough, the rhythmic sounds of the train journey lulled Vervain and Blaise to sleep. It was just me, Theo, and Draco in the compartment.
"Draco, can I speak to you in a different cabin? It's urgent," I whispered, glancing at Theo, who nodded toward Draco.
"Why?" Draco mumbled, still looking out the window.
"Draco, it's urgent. You'll want to know!" I urged.
_____________ Well we told him. I am so tired but I still managed to write this chapter at 3 am on a school night when I should of been working on my algebra homework. Sorry about the cabin/ carpartment thing. I forgot what they were called for half the chapter and I don't feel like going back and changing it because I'm to tired.
I probably won't write for awhile due to the fact that I just found out that I have bipolar disorder and that I've hit one of my low metal state. Love y'all -Demi <3
