Elizabeth Kane and the Half-Blood Prince

Chapter 7

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𝕺𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖓𝖊𝖝𝖙 few weeks as September turned to October, nothing excited happened until a few days before the Hogsmeade trip.

I was, as always, asleep in Severus' room and had woken a bit earlier than I'd meant to. It was Wednesday and so of course, I had classes, and would've had to have woken up anyways but not for another thirty minutes.

I laid in bed for four seconds, trying to figure out what had woken me up, when I bolted out of bed, waking up Severus in the progress as I jerked the blankets out from underneath him in my attempt to free myself from the bed.

"Elizabeth?" He asked groggily as I crashed to my knees by a trash can and vomited. "Elizabeth!" His voice was more alarmed and I heard his feet hit the stone floor- he had no carpet- and hurried over to me.

He pulled my long hair back which helped a lot as I threw up a couple more times. Finally, I leaned my head back on the stone wall, shaking and shivering, but I didn't feel weak like I was sick.

"Are you alright?" He asked, feeling my forehead now. "You don't feel clammy. . ."

"I don't think I'm sick, Sev." I whispered, struggling to get up and he pressed me down and summoned a glass and poured water into it that I gratefully drank down while he asked, "Then what did you vomit for?"

"I think I'm pregnant." I said, meeting his eyes to gauge his reaction.

His eyes were very guarded as they stared back into mine and he said slowly, "I suppose, but. . ."

"Is- is there a way to check with magic?" I asked, racking my brain. I certainly hadn't come over a spell like that, but I didn't think that was something they were going to be teaching in school.

Severus seemed frozen, his black eyes glued to my stomach. I didn't see a bump or anything and I finally got to my feet and looked down. No, I didn't see anything. I ran a hand through my hair with anxiety. Severus raised his wand and murmured something I didn't catch.

I looked down and saw that it was like a torch had been lit in my stomach, making it see-through and there was a four-month old baby inside my stomach. I stared at it for a second and then next thing I knew, I was laying on the floor and Severus was crouching over me, his face pale.

"I don't think fainting is good for the baby." He said, trying for humor but his face was so pale he couldn't manage it.

"No," I murmured, "No, I don't think it is."

"Are- are you scared?" Severus asked hesitantly.

"No." I answered and I realized it was the truth. I was ecstatic really, just surprised. "Well, only about what dad's going to say but. . ."

I looked up hesitantly into Severus' face and then asked the question I most dreaded the answer to, "You're. . . I mean. . . are you. . . are you. . . okay with this? And er- I'd much prefer if you gave me the truth not. . . not what you think I want to hear."

Severus stared at me blankly for a moment, sitting back on his heels. "Yes." He said finally and the faintest smile appeared on his lips. "Yes, I'm okay with this."

There was a moment of silence as I sat up and reached out, taking his hand. We held hands for a long moment and then I said, "We're going to be parents!"

Severus said nothing and then said, "We're going to have to hide it you know?" He gave me a quick look but I just nodded my head.

"Right." I said softly, "Of course."