They say a newborn is a blessing, and a pregnancy feels unreal. I've heard and seen women ecstatic to have a baby but for me, it felt like a curse.
There was nothing beautiful. It was a burden.
I felt nothing in my stomach. There was nothing different.
And here I was waiting for my turn for an abortion, holding a tissue buried beneath my nose to stop blood from dripping. No spell, no charm was helping me stop this constant cycle of nose bleeding.
I wondered if the reason for my repetitive nose bleeds were from when I had fought with Bellatrix before the last moments of death, however, it didn't matter anymore.
A few minutes later, I heard my name and I got up from my seat.
I didn't know why but walking to the room where my abortion would occur made me feel slightly guilty. For what?
I was wrong to not inform Draco about this.
I was truly the worst wife.
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I sat down on the given bed and held the given potion. This potion would drive me unconscious, letting the nurses perform the abortion successfully.
I clipped off the necklace and placed it into my pocket. I knew if I brought it close to my lips, the potion would explode.
There was a nurse examining my health reports with a stern face until she took a noticeable gasp, and her eyes widened.
"I-I can't perform this abortion!" She stammered, her eyes aggressively searching my health reports.
"Why not?" I stood up, distressed.
"You- you don't have enough blood inside of you, if I perform this abortion, it can possibly take your life!"
The world around me paused.
No, no, this couldn't be. I was not going to give birth to this burden.
"Please!" I cried out walking closer to her. "You don't know how desperate I am to get this abortion..." My eyes watered and she gave me a look of sympathy.
"If you really want an abortion, eat foods with loads of iron and then come back in your 2nd trimester and I might be able to do the abortion safely."
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The room was as dark as midnight, and my thoughts were as loud as a zoo. I had found it difficult to go to sleep, rather, I found myself alert.
Beside me was Draco who was as frozen as a statue. I'd found it uncommon, usually, he'd bump into me several times with a leg and I'd have a toss and turn in annoyance but tonight I didn't bother questioning him.
He slid an arm across my waist, and I flinched at the human touch.
"You've been so distant." His voice indicated tiredness, but his words showed sadness. I slightly tilted my head towards him, caressing his hand.
"I'm sorry.." They were the only words I could utter, I felt water in my eyes from guilt. "These recent events in both of our lives have taken a big toll on me."
He melted into my skin while I simultaneously but subtly moved his hand far from my stomach.
"Emerlyn, I love you."
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