We Didn't Have a Choice

Possible TW! This chapter has a small mention of throwing up!

"You're telling me you have no feelings for Draco, like at all?" Pansy asked.

"No. Just friends."

She didn't look very convinced. "Friends who f-"

"Okay! That's enough. We're just enjoying each other."

Pansy raised an eyebrow. She still was not convinced. "Have you two been safe?"

That was actually a good question. Half the time we got together, we were under the influence.

"Blair, are you kidding me? Do you want a child?"

"No, but I'm not worried about it. We're safe all the time, and I'm pretty sure we still are even when we're drunk."

"'Pretty sure?' That's not sure enough. When was your last period?"

"Oh my gosh, P! I'm not pregnant. You're acting crazy."

"You don't know when you had your last one!" she exclaimed. "Blair! This is huge. Why are you taking this lightly?"

"Because I'm not pregnant. As I recall, we are safe most of the time. Now, how many times do I have to say that?" I asked, getting annoyed.

"Most of the time isn't all the time."

"I'm. Not. Pregnant."

"Then when was your last period?" she challenged.

"Like last month so I'm fine. Just give it a week," I said, getting nervous. Truth be told, it's been like two, but maybe I just skipped due to stress over the cabinet.

"Fine, but if it doesn't come by next Wednesday, then you're taking a test."

"Deal."

-

"Blair, what the hell! You can't do anything right!" Draco cried as the cabinet failed to work for probably the millionth time.

"You're not much help so don't even start," I snapped as I removed the sliced apple from the cabinet.

He rolled his eyes and started to work on the cabinet himself. I began to feel a little woozy so I sat down in a nearby chair.

"See. This is exactly what I mean. You're lazy and all you're good for is s-"

He was interrupted by me throwing up. Shit. Pansy better not be right.

"Gross," he scoffed before a look of realization crashed onto his face. "You're not pregnant, right?"

"I don't know, Draco," I said as I felt the urge to throw up again.

"Are you kidding me?" he cried, panic on his face.

I grabbed a nearby basket and threw up again. His face wore a mix of anger and disgust when I looked up at him again.

"Will you stop that?" he sneered.

"Yeah. Sorry. Not like it's anything I can control," I said sarcastically.

He glared at me and crossed his arms. "You're not keeping it."

"One, I don't even know if I am. Two, you're not the boss of me. I'm keeping it."

"Are you insane?"

"No! Are you? It's a baby...our baby!"

"Yeah! And we're 16, Death Eaters, and our lives are not in our hands!"

"I don't care. I'm keeping the baby whether you like it or not!"

He chuckled angrily. "Don't expect me to stay in the picture then."

"Are you an idiot? You're my husband! You are stuck whether you like it or not."

He groaned and turned back to the cabinet. "Have you taken the stupid test?"

"No."

"Well why did you have to worry me then?"

"You brought it up!" I jeered.

"Well you threw up!"

I shook my head. This argument was stupid, but he pissed me off and he needed to be out in his place. "You always find a way to blame someone else. It's never your fault!"

"Whatever."

-

I had left after the argument and found Pansy.

"I threw up."

She raised her eyebrows. "That's nice, but I need to know that because...oh...have you taken a test?"

"No, but I told Draco and now he's pissed."

"Don't worry about him. I'll get you a test. Wait here."

I sat down on my bed. Sure it was expected that Draco and I have a baby, but I already know that our baby's life will be controlled and I'll feel horrible making someone live a life like the one Draco and I have been forced to live.

"Here," Pansy said as she tossed me a test.

I sighed and walked to the bathroom. I closed the door and took the test and then waited the long, two minutes.

"Are you alright, B?"

I opened the door for Pansy and she gave me a reassuring smile. "It'll be okay no matter the results."

But it won't.

"It's been two minutes. Do you want me to check?" she asked.

"No. I'll do it."

I picked the test up and I felt my stomach drop.

Positive.

The test fell out of my hand and I buried my face into Pansy's shoulder. "I can't do this," I sobbed.

Pansy wrapped her arms around me. "It'll be okay. I'll be right by your side the whole time."

"Draco said he won't stay with me."

"I'm gonna kick his ass," she growled.

"Pansy."

"He's your husband! He can't just leave."

"Just let him be for now. I'll talk to our mothers."

She nodded and I went to my desk. I pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill as I wiped my tears. This couldn't be happening.

Mother, Narcissa,

Something has come up and I must return home immediately. Please expect my arrival tomorrow. I'll see you soon.

-Blair

I put it in an envelope and gave it to my owl which flew out the window.

"Do you want me to go with you?" Pansy asked.

"I'll be fine. Just don't say anything to Draco until I get back."