'Tell Me Pretty Lies,' by moongirlel

Chapter 49: Truth? Or Truth.

[Blow My Brains Out - Tikkle Me]

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Wed. 12th October 1994 - 2:19pm...

Over the last few days; a sickly feeling had settled in my stomach. Not the metaphorical kind, but one which turns my stomach inside and out.

I stirred my potion, grasping the ladle tightly. I paused, and Theodore tilts his head.

"Aren't you going to keep stirring? We've got to keep it up for a few more minutes." He told me, holding the Potions book up.

I shake my head, and he takes over. I lift my hand, and Professor Snape walks over.

"Yes?"

"Professor, may I be excused?"

"And what is your reason?"

"I feel like I'm going to throw up," I said.

His head cocks, but he nods. "Return to class once you feel better. Someone go with Miss. Potter, see to it that she returns without delay."

Hermione's hand shot up, and he sighed. "Miss. Granger?"

"I'll go with her."

"Very well."

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Dashing up the empty hallways to the girl's lavatory, Hermione quickly scurried behind me.

"Jane, could you please slow down?"

I ignore her, swinging the bathroom doors open and kneel down in front of a toilet. I push my hair back, holding it at the nape of my neck.

Hermione stood at the cubicle door. "How long have you been feeling sick for?"

"A couple of days... Why?"

"Only wondering, is all." She paused, humming her next words. "I suppose you and Draco are familiar with one another?"

Is she being serious right now?

I glanced back at her, "I'm not pregnant."

Her eyebrows shot up. She shakes her hands, "No. No, I didn't mean-" She crossed her arms, "Alright, all I'm saying is that it's a possibility."

"It can hardly be a possibility if we haven't even been having sex. I'm not pregnant."

"Fine. You're not. Then what else could it be?" She frowned, "Wait, you haven't sex at all?"

"Not recently."

"It's still-"

"Hermione. I would know, believe me. Besides, I haven't missed any of my periods. I'm not pregnant."

I kneel back on my heels, rubbing my hands up my face. "It's only been happening recently, these headaches. After dinner, and the effects set in at the same time every night."

"Well, what are you suggesting?"

"Suggesting! Suggesting! But nothing of truth!"