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Chapter 1: Suspicions
Okay, well I had this story before but, because I'm so awful at technology I may have accidently deleted it... It was about a day or two before the queue closed and I was trying to delete an unvalidated chapter but I deleted the whole story -.- which incidentally was one chapter, but because it was a while back, I decided to change the beginning bit but I will be keeping to the main storyline and I'll be using the same characters and stuff... Sooo, I'll get to the story now and stop this long note :D oh and I don't own this. :(
It was just after Victoire and Teddy's wedding and I was staying with James at his new flat. We were drinking and suddenly he kissed me. Instead of pulling back like any normal person would do, I kissed him back. He deepened the kiss and I happily obliged. Soon I was underneath him on his bed -how did we get here? - and I was unbuttoning his shirt. I threw his shirt into the corner of his room and my back arched up so he could unzip my dress. Soon we were tangled in the sheets, with all our clothes on the floor, panting and sweating from all the effort and excitement.
Now, it's four in the morning and I currently had my head in the toilet bowl. It's three days- actually two days because it's morning- to N.E.W.T's and I'm freaking out. No, not because of N.E.W.T's, because I am throwing up in the morning again. Just like I have for the past few weeks. I also worked out I've missed my period for a while. I have also been very emotional but first I thought it was from the stress of exams. Now, I'm not so sure.
You see, it was April 11th. The night I decided to sleep with one of my closest friends. April 11th, the night I lost my virginity. And apparently, April 11th, the night I got pregnant.
Okay, I'll start from the beginning.
My name is Larissa, or Reese, Rizzo and I'm a muggleborn. I have an older brother Blake and a mother and father. I also have a pet cat. He's called Lionel.
I'm in my seventh year, no shit! And my best friends consisted of Rose Weasley, Albus Potter and Scorpius Malfoy. Gasp! What's a Malfoy doing being friends with a Weasley and a Potter I hear you ask. Well, in my first year, I sat in a compartment with Scorpius because we were sad little loners. Then, Al and Rose come in because they had nowhere to sit. Or, they were trying to get away from their family because they were taunting them. Something like that. At first they were hesitant in becoming friends with Scorp but me, not knowing that apparently all their families hated each other, decided to make each other become friends. They told me in third year the history between the families so needless to say, I was shocked.
But, the shock and horror for the Malfoys, Scorpius ends up in Gryffindor! The rest of us became Gryffindors as well as Rose and Al's cousin, Roxanne. I had read about the Weasleys, but seeing majority of them at the school was a bit unnerving and considering I had just befriended two, I met all of them in one day. Including James.
My first thought of James was, 'holy shit he looks like Al'. Everyone always said that James and Al looked completely different, aside from the crazy black hair, but to me, it was so similar it was like seeing double. Although it looked like there were deliberate mistakes. Al's eyes were obviously the bright green with glasses, whereas James’ were a warm brown without glasses. Al's smile was a bit more crooked than James' but other than that, to me, they looked identical. I became friends with all the Weasleys and Potters eventually but there were so many of them it was a little intimidating at the start. I was a short little 11 year old with curly brown hair and dark green eyes. I stood out from the Weasleys and Potters immensley. All the Weasleys and Potters are all tall and they all have red hair.
Well, not all of them. James and Al clearly have black hair as do Roxanne and Fred. Fred is Roxanne's older brother and was in James' year. The two were a menace to the school and as soon as they graduated, I swear, all the teachers breathed a sigh of relief. Others that don't have red hair are Louis and Victoire. They have the glowing Veela hair but their sister, Dominique, or Dom if you want to live, has strawberry blonde hair. Other than that everyone has red hair. Of course there are different shades but it’s all red.
So, after I had met everyone that currently attended the school and hung round them a bit, I started to get to know them. They accepted me straight away because I was an innocent little girl but with Scorpius, it took them quite a while to accept him because of his family. But again, I came to the rescue and forced them to be friends because I still didn't know the history about their families.
So let’s fast forward. I rinsed my mouth out and flushed the toilet, sat down on the cold bathroom floor and positioned myself so I was hugging my knees and rocking back and forth slightly. Since I didn't finish my story, I'll backtrack and continue my explanation to how I may be (I haven't done the test yet) pregnant.
So, I'm sitting at the Great Hall around March-ish at breakfast eating chocolate pancakes because I'm that awesome and mail comes. Big whoop. I hardly get mail from my parents. They still find it hard to accept that I'm a witch.
Maybe I should take a minute to explain about my parents.
Okay, my dad is Christopher Rizzo, more commonly known as Chris, or Stoph, as my mother calls him. Don't ask me why, my mother's just retarded. Speaking of, my mum is Anastasia Rizzo. Both my parents are quite old-fashioned, so finding out that their own daughter was a witch was very hard for them to comprehend. So, now they hardly ever talk to me. Because I'm born on the 31st of August, Professor Longbottom came out to me a month earlier explaining I was a witch (Mostly, if you're muggleborn, Longbottom comes on your birthday but because mine's on the day before school starts, he came to me sometime in July). This was the most exciting thing that could have happened to me because I knew I was different. I remember I had made one of my primary school teacher's hair turn bright pink. Of course she couldn't prove it but I remember I was angry with her because I had made my drawing of my cat pink and she said something along the lines of, "No, Larissa, you're nine now. You know cats aren't pink." This made me so angry I just gave her the stink-eye and all of a sudden the whole class burst out laughing.
She was so shocked and she tried to blame it on me. Bitch.
But I digress.
So my mum and dad are shocked out of their brains that their daughter is apparently a witch and will be attending Hogwarts. But my older brother, Blake, thought it was so awesome. He is six years older than me so he had nearly finished high school then so the thought that his baby sister wouldn't go through what he did, was very uplifting for him. Mum and Dad hardly talked to me for weeks but luckily Blake knew how to drive and Neville- I mean Professor Longbottom- taught him how to get into Diagon Alley saying his wife owned the Leaky Cauldron so she would help us. Thankfully, my brother was able to convince our parents to give him money so he could buy my supplies. So, long story short, Blake and I became very close. Even though he doesn't live at home anymore and I normally stay with one of the Weasleys or Potters, we still remained close.
So, fast forward to March of this year when the mail comes. Then all of a sudden, one owl came towards us holding about a hundred envelopes. All of them had the Weasleys names on it. And the Potters.
You know, from now on, I'm going to say Weasleys instead of 'Weasleys and Potters' because it's far too long to say both every single time. So you know now, when I say the Weasleys, I'm including the Potters as well. Yes, I know people call them the 'Wotters' but this bugs them all to no end. So don't call them that. And anyway, 'Wotter' is a stupid name. It sounds like someone is trying to say 'water' with a bad American accent. 'Wotter' I mean what is that? 'Peasley' would be heaps cooler but when I suggested it they all gave me the stink-eye.
Anyway, Molly comes from the Hufflepuff table and we all read our own invitations. Rose, the quickest reader, randomly screamed, "ITS TEDDY AND VICTOIRE'S WEDDING!" Then all as one we all start whooping because I swear to Merlin, they'd been engaged for more than a year.
The next day we all got a note from Mr. Weasley saying they're having it at the Burrow so we could all stay there. Scorp and I felt awkward because this was a family thing and we felt as if we were intruding by staying at the Burrow. Although Scorpius is actually related to Teddy so he should have been fine. But, he still felt awkward. Scorp decided to stay with his parents and two days before the wedding he would come to help set up. Now, me, I always stay at one of the Weasleys houses because my parents hardly talk to me, and if I don't talk for more than an hour, I explode. So, if all the Weasleys were staying there, there wouldn't be much room and I would be in the way. But luckily James had just become a chaser for the Chudley Cannons around last summer (Ron was so proud) and with his earnings and stuff, he bought an apartment and let me stay there. We still went there every day to help set up but we left at night.
Since James and I are very close, it wasn't awkward staying there. Although, I had to keep my uncomfortable-ness hidden because little does he know, I started to fancy him round the end of fifth year. But luckily he never picked it up and we acted like we always did.
Until the night of the actual wedding. At the wedding we were constantly flirting and dancing. And when we got home, we were a bit tipsy. We started watching the Magi-Telly and every time someone said 'magic' we did a shot. Needless to say we got pissed in about 5 minutes and then we were daring each other to do things. He dared me to do something inappropriate, but before I could get his broomstick, he kissed me. And, I'm pretty sure you know where this ends.
So, at 4:23 am, I was crawling into my bed hoping that I could fall asleep. After about an hour of tossing and turning I decided to go for a walk. Thank Merlin Al had an invisibility cloak so I snuck up to the boys dorm and nicked it. Al will be fine; he'll think Lily took it or another one of the many cousins.
I snuck out to Hogsmeade and walk around for a bit to see if a shop was open yet. I walked into an alleyway and on the other end I saw a light on. It sort of reminded me of a muggle convenience store so I went in. It's only new and hardly anyone goes in there. It's more for the drunks at the Hogs Head. I found a pregnancy test and grabbed it. You would think, being magical, they would have a charm or potion to tell you if you're pregnant. But no.
I paid the barely awake guy and nearly ran out of there. I went through the Honeydukes passage (you'd think Honeydukes would guard their shop more carefully?) and came out of the one-eyed-witch statue and sprinted to Gryffindor tower. I quietly returned the cloak to Al and tiptoed back. I changed back into my pyjamas and went into the bathroom again. I took the pregnancy test out of the packaging. I read the back of it and realised I had to pee on the stick.
After two minutes I tapped my wand at it and something came up.
It was a red equal sign. I took a look at the packaging and my heart stopped.
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a/n: im just going through and editing because i realised i started this story in present tense, but im more comfortable in past tense :p sorry about the confusion to those who previously read it! :D