Pregnant Pt 1 : Draco X Reader English

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( Gryffindor reader )
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I wake up this morning and rush to my dorm bathroom. As a feeling of nausea rushes over me, and I'm hunched over the toilet for the third time this week. I kept brushing it off as food poisoning, but now I'm not so sure. I saunter over to the sink, about to brush my teeth, as another wave of nausea hits, and I soon find myself in my previous position over the toilet. "Again?" My best friend and roommate, Hermione half asks half states, while extending her hand to me, and pulling me up off the floor. "Y/N, I'm really worried about you, maybe you should go see Madame Pomfrey." She says concerned. "I'm fine Hermione, it's probably just the flu." I say, trying to not only reassure her, but myself. Hoping that this was not what I had began to fear it could be. I've been secretly dating the one person at Hogwarts, whom all my friends hate...Draco Malfoy. We've been dating for two and a half years, unbeknownst to any of the Gryffindor's or Slytherin's. How we haven't got caught yet is still a mystery to me. Draco's always wrapping his arms around me in the halls, bringing me to the Slytherin common room after hours, and sending me notes in class. I stare at my tired and worn reflection in the mirror, before placing my small hand on my flat stomach. "Please don't be what I think this is." I mumble to myself, before fixing myself up, and making my way down to the great hall with Hermione. As I sit in the great hall for breakfast with Harry, Ron, Hermione, the Weasley twins and Neville, I feel a sudden urge to eat everything in sight. "Wow Y/N, you might beat Ron's record." Fred laughs, as I stuff my fifth piece of toast into my mouth. "Funny" I respond, through a mouth full of food, causing us all to laugh. I could see Draco in the corner of my eye, staring at me with an amused look on his face, from the Slytherin table. I give him a shy smile, and he returns it with a wink. I blush, and continue to eat the plethora of food placed in front of me. As I'm walking to class, I feel a soft hand intertwining their fingers with mine, gently pulling me out of the hallway, and guiding me to an empty corridor near the dungeons. The figure pulls my small frame into his much larger one, and I engulf the minty scented cologne of my boyfriend. "Someone had an appetite this morning." Draco chuckles, resting his chin on the top of my head, causing me to blush and bury my face into his chest. He laughs and rubs small circles on my back, "I'm just teasing babe." He says at my embarrassment. "You weren't in our morning classes yesterday, are you sick?" Draco asks, concern evident on his features, seeing as I rarely miss class unless I'm deathly ill. "I erm wasn't in the mood." I say as convincingly as possible. I don't want to lie to Draco, but I know if I tell him the truth he'll worry himself sick and I'm sure it's nothing. "Actually I'm really tired and don't feel like going to potions can you cover for me, please?" I plead giving him the puppy dog eyes he can never say no to. "Fine." He sighs, gently grabbing my hand, playing with my fingers. "How about I stay with you, we can cuddle?" He asks hopeful. As much as I'd love to cuddle my very handsome boyfriend, I know I have to figure out what's going on with me first. "I just need to be alone." I say, hoping he doesn't question me any further. A pained expression appears on his face, and I have a strong urge to wrap my arms around his torso and hold him tight. "Oh alright, meet at our usual spot tonight?" He asks, and I can't say no to his hopeful face. "Absolutely" I smile, reaching up, and pecking a soft kiss on his lips. Once back in my dorm, and alone for the first time, I rack my brain thinking of the most likely possibility. I did some research in muggle books, and food poisoning only lasts for a few days, so it couldn't be that. I decide to apparate to a muggle shop in London, so I can either confirm or deny the only other possibility this could be. I shakily hand the lady behind the counter, my muggle money, before my overly nervous self almost handed her some galleons. I apparate back to Hogwarts, and make my way to my dorm bathroom. I look down at the medium-length, slender stick in my hands, that's about to decide my fate. After doing as instructed on the back of the package, I wait. The short fifteen minute wait, seemed like years. Finally, after an excruciatingly long wait, it's time. I look down at the stick in my hand and my worst fear is confirmed. 'Positive' it reads. I'm pregnant

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