Scorose Pregnant

Chapter 19

I groaned as I attempted to pry my eyes open. 

"Miss Weasley, I'm glad you're awake. You had quite the case of alcohol poisoning." I heard Madam Pomfrey's steps coming closer. 

My words seemed to stick in my bone-dry mouth and throat. "What happened?" 

"Mr. Malfoy brought you here after your attempt to drown your sorrows. He was quite concerned about you, but I sent him to his classes. He sat with you for over two days." 

I immediately had questions. "What day is it? How long was I out?" 

"It's Tuesday morning. You passed out Saturday afternoon, but I kept you asleep to make sure everything was under control. While you have recovered from your alcohol poisoning, you are still not recovered physically or emotionally from your miscarriage." 

"What does that mean?" 

"It means I'm doing what I should have done the first time and keeping you here until you've fully recovered." 

I started to reply, but turned as the door opened. 

I wasn't expecting  my  family to come in. My parents, brother, and Scorpius. 

"Hey guys," my voice sounded dejected, barely a whisper.  

Hugo seemed uncomfortable, Scorpius seemed relieved, Mum was sad, and Dad, well I really couldn't tell. 

I felt ashamed. 

"Oh, good you're awake. You were still asleep when I left." Scorpius broke the silence. He glanced towards my parents. "I told them what happened."

Mom sat gently on the edge of the bed. "Sweetie, I understand you're upset. Look, I haven't told you this, but I had a miscarriage before you. It was hard, really hard to move on, but trust me. It gets better."

I sat  up, swinging my legs over the side to sit beside her. 

"How did you do it?" 

"I cried, then I talked about it. Then I had you and realized that I did have you and that you were better than anything else." 

I looked up for a moment, realizing the boys had left us alone. 

I sighed. "I'm stupid. I don't know what I thought would come of drinking that much fire whiskey. I just felt numb inside and I needed to feel something."

"You're not stupid. You're just stressed and grieving. It was hard enough as an adult, I can't imagine how you must be feeling." 

"When Madam Pomfrey told me, I cried for a long time. Then it felt like there was nothing left inside of me. I felt empty. I was just going through the motions of living. Merlin, I don't think I've eaten anything since Friday." I felt like I was going to cry again. 

"Shh. It's ok. We'll get through this, you're not alone." 

"I know."