The Headmasters Office

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Everyone in the Slytherin common room had gasped as they watched Pansy Parkinson fly across the room. Their eyes went back and forth from Y/n to Pansy. Some of the third years went to go help Pansy up. Y/n walked away and went to her room, as she opened the door, she felt the cold air swoosh in her face. Y/n got the chills, and walked into her cold room. She realised how dark and gloomy it had been, it made her sick. She ran to her trash can and threw up. She wiped away the vomit from her mouth, and looked in her mirror. All she saw was someone who had disappointed everyone. She backed away from her mirror and sat on her bed. As her eyes filled with tears, she inhaled. As she exhaled, all of her tears poured out of her eyes. She could fill a dozen pools from her sobbing, or as it felt like. About an hour later, she had cried herself to sleep.

*The next morning*

As Y/n woke up, her eyes felt very dry. She rubbed her skin and looked around her room. Y/n knew she was going to throw up, so she walked to her trash can. She sat next to it for a moment, waiting for her body to respond how it had. She threw up and wiped her mouth. SHe put on some clean clothes and brushed her hair. As she put her shoes on, she had thought of everything that had happened to her recently.

"Fuck." Y/n left it at that instead of going off to herself.

She waked out of her room and went down to the common room. Snape had been waiting for her. Y/n rolled her eyes at the sight of him. 

"Are you here because of me?" Y/n asked as she walked closer to Snape.

"It appears I am, Miss Y/l/n." Snape said.

"For what? Is it because of Pansy?" Y/n asked Snape.

"No, it was her fault anyway. Professor Dumbledore has sent me to fetch you." Snape smirked and began walking to the door.

As they walked through corridors, they stayed silent. 

As they arrived at the doorway, Snape stopped, "Sherbet lemon."

The Griffin began to rotate, and stairs began to follow it. Snape looked at Y/n and gave her a look that told her to go. Y/n gulped and began to walk up the stairs as they rotated. Snape disappeared as she had been going up. The Griffin stopped and there were another door. Y/n took a step away from the stair and knocked. 

She heard a faint voice from the inside, "Come in."

Y/n opened the door to see Dumbledore sitting at his desk. She smiled and closed the door behind her. She walked over to his desk, he jestered his hand for her to sit down. 

"Hello, Y/n. How are you?" He said very calmly.

"Im good, and you?" Y/n said, as she wondered why he wanted to see her.

"Im doing quite well. Now your probably wondering why I wanted to see you." He said.

"Yes." Y/n said.

"Everyone has been saying, and Professor Snape, that you have been "Pregnant,"" He said as smiled, "and it seems to be true. Professor Snape told me that when you drank Veritaserum, you admitted that you were. So, congratulations!" He said happily.

"Thank you Professor." Y/n nodded.

"Yes, now are you positive. And if you are, have you already told the father?" 

"I have, and if you dont mind me asking Professor," Professor Dumbledore nodded, "Why did you want to address it?"

"I wanted to know if you would like to tell your parents. I also want to know if we can do anything to make your pregnancy better." Dumbledore smiled, and Y/n was relived that he was taking it so well.

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