Into the Midst

Chapter 4

A/N: I do not own Harry Potter

The days came and went in the same fashion each day. Wake up. Get ready. Eat Breakfast. Walk in the garden. Parenting class. Lunch. Nap. Home school Tutoring. Free time. Supper. Get ready for bed. Relaxation period. Sleep. Repeat. It wasn't horrible. I spent most of my days with Narcissa who was polite and nice so it could have been worse. She teaches me. During our walks through the garden, she tells me the requirement and duties to fulfill as Lady Malfoy. She gives me advice on parenting and guides me on how to prepare for the birth. She tutors me so I keep up in school, she helps me with everything. I have grown very fond of her, she is like the mother I never had.

I snapped myself back to reality and rolled over in the bed to grab my book on the nightstand. Reading is one of my favorite pass times. There is little to do here when I am not in my lessons so I often read. The other constant pass time was using the restroom. I didn't enjoy this as much as reading. I hated the feeling of having to go pee but not actually needing to. The baby just enjoys being on my bladder. 

I rubbed my stomach. I was always very thin and spending almost a year on the run didn't help, so I was able to feel a small, barely there baby bump protruding. Draco came in as I was doing this. I smile up at him. We had gotten close over the past few weeks. He and Narcissa were basically the only people I saw. Draco sat down besides me and I leaned into him. We didn't love each other but we care for each other. I also hoped that something could happen to make our relationship blossom into love. I was in love with him but I most definitely fancied him and I think he thought of me the same way. 

"It's amazing that the baby inside of me is smaller than a bean but one day it will turn into a pumpkin." I said, thinking of the little life inside of me.

"Our little bean," Draco said softly.

I smiled. "Yeah, our little bean." Suddenly I swung my feet off the bed and raced towards the toilet. I heard Draco's footsteps hurry after me.

"Are you okay? Are you going to throw up?" He asked.

I shook my head that was in my hands over the toilet. "No, just got really nauseous. I don't think I'm going to throw up. Not this time at least. Morning sickness is different for everyone so I may not throw up at all." I felt the nausea go away and sat back on my heels.

"You sure you're fine?" He asked me.

"Yeah, Bean here was just letting me know that it was time to get ready for bed."

He chuckled. "That's what we're calling her now?"

My eyes narrowed. "Yes, that's what we are calling him now."

"What makes you so sure it's a boy?"

"Call it mother's intuition. Besides, your family has been boys for generations, what makes you think it will be a girl?"

"She will be the one the break the tradition. Also, my mothers side has plenty of girls. Call it father's intuition." I gave him a look. "Okay, fine. Let's agree to disagree."

I huffed and turned my head away from him dramatically. "Hmm, fine. If you want to agree to be wrong." He just shook his head and followed me out of the restroom. 

X

I yawned again as by body reminded me of it's tired state. I was always tired these day because of the baby. I grabbed the brush off the vanity table when I heard a deep chuckle coming from behind me. Draco stood there smirking at my tired appearance.

"You look horrid, love," he teased me, amused. 'Love'. A nickname he had for me. We called each other pet names and did other small things that other couples do. We were married but not officially a couple even if we did fancy each other. I sighed, relaxing into his arms as they wrapped themselves around me.

"You wouldn't look half as good if you were the one who is pregnant," I retorted. He took the brush out of my hands and started to brush my hair. I loved the feeling of him brushing my hair. 

He stood up and I knew he was finished. He turned to face me, his face more serious than it was a few moments ago. "The Dark Lord is coming to visit today. He said he has something to give us." 

I sighed. "Well, than I better get ready. See you later."

"See you."

X

"My Lord, how can we be of service?" Draco asked as we bowed.

"Stand," The Dark Lord said granting us permission to come out of our bow. "I do not have a mission for you. I am here to give you, Miss Snape, a potion."

"A potion?"

"Yes. Your fetus is developed enough to be able to handle the potion but not so developed that it will reject it. This potion will guarantee my heir will be a powerful wizard, second only to me. It will also give the child many of my abilities. It will be a natural legitimens and occlumens along with a parselmouth. This does have side effects for you though."

"What are they?" I asked. I saw Draco subconsciously take a small step in front of me. 

The Dark Lord chuckled at his defensiveness. His laugh sent a cold shiver down my spine. I felt goosebumps appear on my arms. "Nothing harmful, I assure you. You may experience bursts of uncontrolled magic during your pregnancy, much like the accidental magic that children display. You also might be able to feel what your child is feeling and needs on a very small level. You will mainly just feel emotion. This is a side effect from the child's legitimency. The fetus's magic will feed off the mothers, combining the two so you would get a small amount of the abilities that my heir shall have. The main side effect is that you will also be a parselmouth. There is no scale for the ability so if you have it at all, you will be a parselmouth."

My head was reeling from all this information. I was getting dizzy. I didn't know what to say. Draco stepped in to help me. "Where is the potion, my Lord?"

The dark wizard put his hands in his robes and pulled out a small vial. "This is it. You shall take it now and then you are dismissed to go on about your day." He handed me the small glass vial, which I tried to open with shaking hands. I got it eventually. I raised the glass to my lips and poured the smooth silver liquid down my throat. It had a very odd strong taste that I just couldn't put my finger on. I put the vial down, bowed to the Dark Lord, and left along with Draco. My head was spinning from the meeting. I was concerned about my baby. What if the Dark Lord didn't win? What would happen to my child? Would he be taken away? Would he be made out to be some sort of freak? I head up the steps with Draco, noticing that the dizziness was becoming more prominent. I grabbed Draco's arm, notifying him of my state. I felt his strong hands pick me up before I blacked out.

A/N: Sorry for not updating in so long. I had really bad writers block. If anyone has any suggestions for the story please tell me. PLEASE COMMENT!!! Your feedback encourages me so much! 

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