Y/n's POV
"Mother, I..." Max stood there, speechless, and clearly terrified, more than before.
It felt long watching Bellatrix just stare, tongue tied. Bellatrix usually knows exactly what to say and doesn't get scared or confused, seeing her all three was very weird.
"Maxine, you are...pregnant?" she repeated. Mattheo looks pure white, like all the blood left his face, Narcissa seems to also be speechless at her sisters knowing.
"Yes. I am." Max said finally.
"Who did that to you?" she demanded, I bite down on my bottom lip and brace myself for seeing Bellatrix beat the hell out of Matt. Her head whipped to Mattheo and she stared with dangerous eyes. "It was you, wasn't it?"
"Yes, Mrs. Lestrange." he told her, horrified and shakily. Bellatrix pulled her wand from her robes in a quick motion and was about to aim it at him, but Narcissa pushed her arm out of the way and the spell was directed at the counter, shattering a few glasses.
I stand up, feeling scared and helpless.
"Bella!" she scolded, "Do not harm Mattheo, he did nothing wrong. These two want this,"
"Maxine, you are not having that baby." Bellatrix stated,
"The hell I'm not. It's already been like five and a half months, it too late to abort it, and even if it wasn't, I wouldn't. I'm having this baby and you aren't gonna go anywhere near her." Max stood up for herself bravely, all of us went silent, I now felt fear for Max instead.
"Well then by all means, daughter, ruin your own life with this bloody child. Make the same mistake I did with you." with that, Bellatrix left without another word.
Max shut her eyes and sighed, shaking a bit. Mattheo joins her side and hugs her.
"I'm so sorry, you guys. Bellatrix doesn't understand...love." Narcissa explained.
"Tell me about it." Max mumbles.
"It's gonna be alright, everything is ready for when it's time, we have everything you need, and St. Mungo's has been kept up to date on the baby's health by Madam Pomfrey. You have nothing to worry about." Narcissa told her.
"Thank you, for all that and for being here since my mother isn't. I really means a lot." she nodded.
"Of course," Narcissa hugs her and for the next 10 minutes, we all sit in there, until it's time for the meeting.
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"Thank you all for joining me today," Voldemort started the meeting with his high and icy voice, "I must start with asking a few rather important questions."
My whole body freezes in terror at his words, I feel my chest and throat tighten up slightly as I face the reality that I'll soon have to admit to the dark lord that I failed to complete my one task, that I didn't murder Hermione Granger. Even though I promised -both to him and myself- that I would.
"I am aware that you have switched up who did which task. Walker, Parkinson," He addressed Kayden and Pansy. "You did a magnificent job with the cabinet, and our plan for tonight was successful. Draco, Maxine, you two failed to carry out your task, but thankfully, Severus was there and completed it for you. You've gotten lucky this once."
Bellatrix looks to her daughter, disappointment noticeable on her sunken in face. Narcissa, I noticed, grabbed Draco's hand and kept her expression straight and unreadable. Draco then glances my way, worry etched into his perfect features at what he knows is coming next. Ever so slightly, I nod in reassurance.
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