[Chapter Thirty-Seven: Wristbands]
"Professor Dumbledore — y-you must be mistaken." Aspen said with a small disbelieving chuckle. Why was she saying this? Everything made sense! "I can't be pregnant, I'm merely eighteen!"
"It doesn't matter whatever age you become pregnant," The older man stated with a small pitying smile. "Only whether you've bled or not. Don't take this angrily, Ms. Lee, this is spectacular news! Who is the father, may I ask?"
Aspen ran her hand through her hair, her anxiety kicking in as everyone stared shockingly toward her—the two professors expecting an answer. Aspen looked at Sirius who was standing in shock, his eyes wide and mouth gaping. Everyone else also stood in a shock, glancing between the couple wearily. James looked like he was going to have a mental breakdown.
Spotting this tension, Professor McGonagall spoke up. "It's alright if you don't feel like sharing. But we should get you to Madam Pomfrey, to ensure the baby is healthy."
Aspen didn't have any say as Professor McGonagall placed a hand on her shoulder, directing her and only her out. They walked in silence to the hospital wing, Aspen was in too much of a shock to speak as she held onto her stomach. She wanted to cry, throw up, and sleep all at the same time. Upon entering the hospital wing, she could immediately hear chatter amongst students as they got treated. They all silenced when they noticed Professor McGonagall . . some of them even glared. Although, when the professors eyes made their way to the students, they immediately stopped—looking away in fear.
"Ah, Minerva!" Said Madam Pomfrey once she noticed the professor. "What are you doing here at this time of day? I'd thought you'd be home celebrating Christmas!"
"I was, but Dumbledore called me in for a . . . issue," The professor sugarcoated, "I'm actually here concerning Ms. Lee. Could I speak to you for a moment in private?"
"Yes, one moment!" Madam Pomfrey said, turning toward Aspen. "Would you just follow me?" Aspen nodded and followed the healer to a bed, Madam Pomfrey directed her to sit . . and so she did. "I will be back in one moment, you get yourself comfortable."
Aspen couldn't get herself comfortable during the five minutes she was alone. Every time she tried sitting back, the thought of a baby in her stomach made her sit right back up. She couldn't believe it . . she was pregnant with Sirius Blacks baby! After one round of sex, her first time in bed, she became pregnant! The one time she truly found pleasure was when her life would be changed forever.
"Professor McGonagall told me everything," Madam Pomfrey said as she went through a drawer of equipment. "And I don't know if this will make you feel better, but, you're not the only Hogwarts student to . . . be in this predicament. Over the years we've had many teen pregnancies, there's actually another girl in your grade who's pregnant. Now for her privacy's sake, I'm not going to say her name—but let me tell you that she was in tears when she arrived. After a long time of talking, we've come to a choice that she will place the baby up for adoption. You could do the same too if you'd like, St. Mugos actually has amazing wizarding adoption program for magical children. Or you could abort the baby if you don't want to go through the trials of pregnancy. And, of course, you could keep it—your choice."
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Wristbands | Sirius Black [1]
Fanfic[COMPLETED] Having just grotesquely lost her mother to a fate of torn flesh and dangling intestines, seventh-year Hogwarts alumni Aspen Lee was left shattered and broken: a Pandora's Box for morbidity, rather than customary teenage spitfire. Her lif...