Complications (Draco Malfoy)

Chapter Two, Getting Help

Chapter Two, Getting Help

Honor just sat in her room, looking at the two positive test on her flimsy desk, trying to decide what to do. She knew she needed a medical opinion, and she only really knew one medical professional she could go to. Sighing she walked over to her desk, she pulled out a sheet of parchment from a draw and began to write.

Dear Madame Pomfrey,

I'm sorry for interrupting your summer, but I don't know anyone else to turn to and I trust you. I've been vomiting the past few days, and I realised that my period was two weeks late.

I took two Muggle pregnancy tests, and they both came back positive. I know I need to be examined for one hundred percent confirmation and I'm afraid of going to St. Mungo's, just in case I'm recognised and mobbed.

I was wondering if I could possibly come to Hogwarts and have you examine me, and if not, if you could recommend a private practice I could go to that would be much appreciated.

Thank you for your time,

Honor Potter

She folded the letter and wrote the school healer's name on it, before tying the letter to Hedwig's leg who stood already in front of her. "Take this to Madme Pomfrey Hedwig, and please hurry," she said as she opened the window. The snowy owl gave Honor what appeared to be a comforting look, as if she was trying to say 'everything will be alright.' before flying out of the window and disappearing into the sky.

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2 Hours Later

Poppy Pomfrey, Hogwart's resident healer, appeared with a pop, on Privet Drive. She carried a black bag, reminiscent of the old medical bags muggle doctors used to carry. She was also dressed in a passable muggle attire, which was a difficulty for many witches and wizards currently residing in Britain. Pomfrey made her way to Number Four, and rang the bell. She heard a man yell inside the house, "Girl! Answer the door!"

The healer waited patiently for several minutes until the door opened, and she was greeted by Honor Potter, one of her favourite students, she immediately became concerned when she saw how tired and stressed she was. "Madam Pomfrey!" She exclaimed surprised. "I wasn't expecting you to come and visit me." Poppy smiled at the young girl.

"Yes well, I thought that with something like this, you'd want confirmation as soon as possible. Plus, after what happened at the end of the tournament, I've been worried about you." Honor smiled at the older witch and opened the door for her to come in. "Please come in, though I'm afraid we'll have to go up to my room for any privacy."
"I understand Ms. Potter."
"Girl! Who is it!" the male voice she had heard earlier yelled. Pomfrey gave Honor a look. "You didn't tell them?"

"I don't know what they'd do if they found out," the young witch admitted looking terrified at the thought of what her aunt and uncle would do, she shivered she didn't want to think about that it was bad enough thinking of what the father would do when he found out and that's not to mention the baby's grandfathers both from the fathers side and Sirius and Remus as she considered them both her dads.

Pomfrey walked over to the room the voice was coming from, to find three people, one horse faced woman with an extremely long neck and two whales of men, seated around a television. "I am Madame Pomfrey, the doctor at Honor's school. And I am here on business. And before you say anything, I am a fully qualified witch who has no problems in dealing with the lot of you." She snarked giving them looks as if they were something nasty at the bottom of a cauldron. Turning from the speechless three, Pomfrey gestured for a lightly smiling Honor to lead her to her room.

Poppy frowned as she stepped into the room. While it was clear that Honor had done her best, much of the furniture was falling apart and flimsy. Not to mention that the two of them barely fit into the room. Poppy pulled out her wand. "Before I run the test, if it is positive, do you want to know your baby's gender? You can always find out later if you change your mind."

"I just want to know if I really am pregnant ma'am." Poppy smiled at the obviously nervous young girl and placed her hand on Honor's shoulder. "I need you to pull up your shirt, revealing your stomach." Honor did as instructed and pulled her shirt up to just under her breast. Poppy placed the tip of her wand to Harry's stomach.

"Gravida ostendo sum," she muttered softly. The two witches watched as a blue light enveloped Honor's stomach until Poppy removed the wand. The healer sighed, "You are indeed pregnant Ms. Potter just over a month." She gestured for Honor to sit, and sat down on the bed next to the stunned girl.

"I kept...hoping that the muggle tests were wrong," Honor admitted. "I don't know what to do." Poppy licked her lips. "May I suggest informing the father. Not only is it a good idea, but it's law in our world."

"What do you mean?" Honor asked. "It's in order to prevent line theft," the nurse explained. "The child's father has to either formally accept the child is his or declare it disowned, otherwise the child could have claim to a legitimate heir's, one born in wedlock's, inheritance."

"What if I don't want the father to know?" Honor asked. Poppy gave the young woman a stern glare. "Is there a reason you don't want the child's father to know?"

"It's not the father I'm worried about," Honor admitted. "It's the grandfather." Poppy had her suspicions on who the father is, but kept her mouth shut. "If you really want to go down that route, you need to talk to a solicitor. And I know one who would likely be willing to help you. In the meantime," she looked around the room in disgust.

"This is hardly the place for an expectant mother to live, let alone when you actually give birth and have a little one around. I'll take you to the school. We have a few apartments from when it was common to be married before leaving Hogwarts that are hardly ever used anymore. We'll talk to Minerva and get you into one. I would also recommend talking to the house-elves to see if there are any that would be willing to serve you, especially after the child's born. You'll need someone to watch it when you're in class after-all. So pack up your things."

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Mundungus Fletcher, who was supposed to be watching Honor Potter, was passed out drunk under an invisibility cloak when Poppy arrived, and when Honor and Poppy left.