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Chapter 7 : Uncovering
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“Bloody cat! It’s six in the fucking morning!” I saw an arm flailing and something landed on me.
I shoved the shirt on and bolted to the bathroom to do the regular morning sickness. After I rinsed my mouth out, I walked back into the bedroom and James was muttering incoherently.
“I can’t hear you, James, sorry.”
“Yeah, I just had to use the bathroom, I’m fine.” It was an awful lie but James nodded and went back to sleep.
I slept with James.
WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME?!
I walked out of the bedroom and saw my fat Lionel sitting next to his bowl with an expression that said, ‘You didn’t feed me last night. Feed me now.’
I grumbled a bit as I feed him. I wanted to go back to sleep but my head was going in circles.
Oh god, I’d made a big mess.
Okay so waking up naked with a killer hangover next to your best friend – who incidentally you were in love with – was awkward.
But, waking up naked, completely sober, next to your best friend, who you were in love with, who got you pregnant but didn’t know yet and was letting you stay at his flat was even more awkward.
I was an idiot.
After getting changed into something more appropriate I took a peek the lump in the middle of the sheets. James was still crashed and shirtless. Well he was probably naked but I wasn’t even going to go there.
I walked out and lied down on the couch. Lionel – who was now content that his fat stomach was full – jumped in my lap and started to purr. I patted his soft orange fur as he started to fall asleep. Sometimes I wish I was a cat. You could fall asleep anywhere and no one would say anything because you’re a cat and cats do that type of thing. And if you got pregnant, no one would care because they want to have cute kittens to play with.
I sighed and closed my eyes. I’d made such a mess right now. I had no idea what I was going to do. I must have fallen asleep and when I woke up I saw James making himself a coffee. His back was turned to me, and because he didn’t have a shirt on, I could ogle at his back muscles.
He was so perfectly toned. It was amazing. He had that lean frame that Al and Harry had, but playing Quidditch professionally really did him some favours. I started to think the way my hands felt against him when he turned around and gave me a smile.
I quickly shook my head to get rid of the thoughts of last night and flashed him a quick grin back. “Morning, James.”
Keep a cool, calm façade Reese. You could do it!
When he started to prepare breakfast I remembered my plan. “No! No! I can make breakfast! You made dinner last night, it’s only fair!”
What happened to cool and calm? I probably looked insane right now.
James looked at me with an amused smile and said, “Reese, you know its lunch right?”
Huh? I checked up at the clock and saw it was indeed lunch. “But you said morning before!”
He smirked – I think my ovaries exploded – and said, “Well when I looked up it was 11:58 so technically, it was morning.”
Smartarse. I rolled my eyes and got up off the couch. “Well, it’s breakfast for me so I’ll make a brunch. But I can still make you something. You made dinner last night, it’s only fair.”
He gave me a funny look for a second and then shrugged. “Sure, if you really want to, I won’t stand in your way. I’m going to take a shower.”
Okay Reese. You got this. Cook, clean, reveal.
Dammit! The sausages were spitting at me and oh my god it burned! I quickly flicked my wand at them and the fire went out beneath them. They started to sizzle so I quickly levitated them on a plate. I wasn’t touching those demons!
Next, were the eggs. Eggs, I could do very well. I learnt how to make them when I was ten and whenever I was home alone, I’d eat eggs. (So basically I had a diet of eggs.)
I cooked the eggs in about five minutes and started on the toast. This bit was easy. Step 1: Place bread in toaster. Step 2: Butter toast.
I grilled some tomatoes and placed them on a plate. I had a vague feeling that I was forgetting something. Meh. It was probably nothing.
I grabbed a jug of juice and set it on the counter. I admired my handiwork but I couldn’t shake that feeling that I’d forgotten something.
“Looks good, Reese.” Why thank you, I internally replied. Sometimes I really gave myself a good laugh.
I whirled around and grinned at James.
Cue hormones rushing in. His hair was wet and had little water drops clinging to the ends. For once, it was lying relatively flat. He had a shirt on now (sigh, he looked much better without it), but it was nice fitting, and showed off his arms.
James was grinning back at me and as I was about to say thanks, his grin slid off his face and he rushed to the stove to turn it off.
“Reese! Did you forget about the bacon?”
That was what I forgot! I took a look at it and saw that it was black and all shrivelled up. That was so depressing.
I had no idea why, but the urge to cry just overwhelmed me. I couldn’t be bothered to fight it. I glanced at James and burst into tears.
I seriously had issues.
James quickly dropped the pan in the sink and wrapped me in a hug. I gratefully wrapped my arms around his waist and let myself sob.
“It’s alright! Don’t worry we can cook more!”
“I ruined everything! This was meant to be good!” I wailed.
“No you didn’t! It’s okay, it doesn’t even matter! Honestly, don’t worry about it.” He was rubbing comforting circles on my back and kissing the top of my head, but all I could do was blubber.
I started wailing, “I’m a failure, James! I ruin everything! EVERYTHING IS RUINED JAMES!”
“No you didn’t! You’re not a failure, there’s some more in the fridge!” His futile attempts at soothing me were not working.
“Yes I did! Everything is ruined, James and it’s my entire fault!” Could you tell that I wasn’t talking about the bacon anymore?
“Reese, its only bacon. I have some more don’t worry,” he said, not understanding that I was no longer talking about bacon.
“IT ISN’T THE BACON!” I couldn’t help yelling, “IT’S NOT THE BACON, JAMES! I’M PREGNANT! PREGNANT!”
I took another shuddering sob and then realised what I had just said.
WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME?!
I had serious issues. No, really.
James didn’t respond. He just wordlessly took his arms away from me and went as pale as a sheet. He looked at me, his mouth forming the wordless question. I sighed.
“Yes, James. I’m pregnant. And yes, it’s yours.”
“I’m a failure, James! I ruin everything! EVERYTHING IS RUINED JAMES!” Personally, I thought she was overreacting. I mean, I know that bacon may be the best thing ever, but seriously? It was only food.
“No you didn’t! You’re not a failure, there’s some more in the fridge!” I protest.
She just shook her head and sobbed even harder. “Yes I did! Everything is ruined, James and it’s my entire fault!”
“Reese, its only bacon. I have some more don’t worry,” I said. I really did have some more in the fridge but it started to hit me that maybe this wasn’t about the bacon anymore.
“IT ISN’T THE BACON!” Ah, I thought so. Before I could ask her what it was really about, she screamed, “IT’S NOT THE BACON, JAMES! I’M PREGNANT! PREGNANT!”
I felt myself freezing up.
It couldn’t be.
It was a sick joke or something. No. She couldn’t be serious. I didn’t even remember taking my arms away from her but now that I did, I had no idea what to do with them. They just kind of hung limply at my sides.
She calmed herself down and wiped at her face. She then looked at me sadly.
She was serious. Fuck.
It was mine, wasn’t it?
A small voice at the back of my head replied snidely for me, Who else?
I tried to form the question but my voice had stopped functioning and wasn’t letting me talk.
But then she finally said something.
“Yes, James. I’m pregnant—” FUCK. “—and yes. It’s yours.”
I guess it made sense, though. Her eating yesterday. She mixed everything together, and it looked absolutely horrible but I hadn’t questioned it. She also snored. I knew Reese didn’t snore (from the last time we spent the night), but last night… It wasn’t even the cute little quiet snores you see in movies. It was the one you would usually silence – or if you were a Muggle – you would kick them out of the room.
And she threw up this morning. But she denied it when I asked, so I had just thought because it was so bloody early, I imagined it. But she actually did.
She was pregnant.
Because of me.
A girl that I’d known since I was twelve was pregnant. Because of me.
She was silent tugging on a stray curl, letting me wrap my head around it.
I didn’t think my head would ever wrap around it. Bloody hell.
I got Reese pregnant.
The girl that I’d been kind of interested in since Teddy’s wedding.
Up the duff.
Bun in the oven.
However you want to say it, the fact is that I fertilised her egg with my sperm successfully.
It didn’t even sound better when it was said scientifically!
Everything sounded better scientifically!
I couldn’t even say anything right now. What was I meant to say? ‘Oh that’s great, congratulations!’?
Then Reese broke the silence surrounding us, “Look, James, can I—”
I interrupted her, knowing I was being rude but I just couldn’t deal with it right now. “I have to go.” I turned on the spot and Disapparated with a crack. I didn’t even think of a place, I just needed to get out of there. It was too much.
“ARGHHH!” Oh no, I’d broken the Statute, hadn’t I? Well add that to the list of ‘What James has screwed up’.
“James, what are you doing here?” Oh wait, never mind, I just Apparated into Mum’s kitchen and scared the life out of Al. Usually I would laugh at him but right now…
Al took one look at me and immediately said, “James. Sit down.” I obeyed him without speaking.
“James! What’s wrong?!” Lily looked really worried. Nothing much, just completely and totally fucked up my life right now.
“James, sweetie, what are you doing here?” Mum asked, walking into the kitchen.
“I don’t know, he just Apparated here looking like that. I made him sit,” Al answered Mum.
She rushed over to me and over her shoulder she said, “Lily, get your father right now.” At the word ‘father’ I flinched. I didn’t know whether it was because I didn’t want to disappoint Dad or because I was going to become one.
Al asked me, “What’s wrong?” I felt like I was going to be sick.
I opened my mouth but only one word came out, “Reese…”
Al swore and before Mum could chide him, he Disapparated with a crack.
I sat on the couch and put my head in my hands. Why on earth would I tell him like that?
I sprung up from the couch when I saw the dark, messy hair. I immediately blurted out, “James!” I had no idea what I was going to say to him but when he turned around, it wasn’t him. It was Al. “Al?”
“Reese! Did you tell him? He turned up at ours looking like he’d witnessed a murder.” I nodded slowly and he grabbed my hand. “Come on then, we gotta go.”
I pulled my hand out of his grip and said in a small voice, “Madame Pomfrey told me I shouldn’t be Apparating.” I’d royally screwed up this time.
Al blew out an exasperated breath and ran a hand through his hair. “Can you Floo?”
I shrugged; I didn’t know. “It should be fine,” I said anyway.
He nodded and said in a hurried tone, “Look Reese, can we hurry up? Mum’s probably slapping James so that he’ll talk.” I nodded and he told me, “I’ll Disapparate so I can catch you at the grate.” I nodded again and he turned on the spot. I threw some powder into the fire, yelled, “Potter home,” and spun around in the uncomfortable green flames.
Al caught me as soon as I was spat out unceremoniously. He let go of me except my hand. He then led me down the stairs and into the kitchen. When I walked in, I saw Ginny, Harry and Lily surrounding James who was sat on a chair.
Lily saw me and said gratefully, “Reese!” Ginny and Harry both looked up, but James stayed stock-still. Ginny rushed to me and felt my face for a temperature.
“Reese, honey, what’s wrong? You look peaky! Have you been crying? What happened?” With this her hand slapped my face, making sure I wasn’t overheating. Forehead, left cheek, right cheek and forehead again. Harry pried her off me and led me to a chair next to James.
The four Potters surrounded us and I knew we had to tell them now. Lily then asked in a demanding tone, “What happened?”
I took a quick glance at James but I could see he wasn’t going to speak any time soon. I opened my mouth but closed it again. How could I tell them? I opened it again but James finally said something,
“I got her pregnant.”
Ginny’s face changed from worry, to shock, to disappointment then, finally in anger.
Everything was silent. I could feel the anger radiating off Ginny. And I was scared shitless.
Everyone knew not to piss Ginny Potter off and what did I do?
It would have been safer to resurrect Voldemort.
Harry’s green eyes looked like they were going to pop out of his head, and Ginny of course was seething silently. Lily’s mouth dropped open but Al looked a bit bored.
After a few minutes Harry blinked and ran a hand through his salt and pepper hair. He stole a glance at his wife who was slowly turning red.
She opened her mouth and I cringed, prepared for the worst. Her words were spoken tightly. She was absolutely furious. “James. Sirius. Potter. What. Have. You. Done?” Her nose flared a bit and I tried not to wince. James swallowed nervously and ruffled the back of his hair up.
He opened his mouth to answer but Lily interrupted with a smirk, “Mum, Reese isn’t a what but a who.” I held a groan in; Lily had always been one for dry humour but now was seriously not the time. Ginny’s left eye twitched, which Harry picked up on. When Ginny’s eye twitched, you run to Ghana hoping she’d never find you. I loved Ginny and all, but sometimes she was so damn scary.
Harry quickly intervened and said, “Lily, why don’t you go up to your room?”
She shrugged her dainty shoulders and said, “Nah, it’s alright Dad.” I wanted to smack myself in the forehead.
Harry let out an exasperated sigh and said, “Lily go to your room.” She opened her mouth slightly – probably to protest – but Al grabbed her by the shoulders and steered her out of the room.
“No extendable ears either!” I heard a curse and had to resist the urge to giggle. I was sure Al and Lily were running for the ears. Although when I successfully kept quiet, I immediately cowered again. Ginny was doing her ‘scary-calm’ phase. The phase when she was so angry she didn’t say anything but just glowered at you. It didn’t sound scary but it was. It really was.
I had no idea how James was staring right back at her. I was so scared I kept staring at the ground. I licked my lips nervously and then Ginny exploded,
“What were you two thinking?! You’re not dating; you weren’t dating so why did this seem like a good idea to sleep together?! AND, did you not think of using contraception?! James! Didn’t you think?! It’s just a few measly words and a swish of the wand! Were we not good enough parents to teach you that? Huh?! I thought I taught you better than that James! When did this even happen?! You haven’t seen each other since Teddy's wedding—” she broke off and gasped. When her moment of surprise passed, she shook her head and if it was even possible, got even angrier, “I ALLOWED THE TWO OF YOU TO STAY TOGETHER THINKING YOU WOULDN’T DO ANYTHING STUPID AND NOW LOOK WHAT’S HAPPENED! JAMES POTTER YOU BETTER HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY FOR YOURSELF!”
At this point James got up from his chair and shouted, “WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY, MUM?! I didn’t purposely do this! We were drunk!”
“That is not a legitimate reason, James! Do you know what the next few months are going to be like? Years actually!”
James ran a hand through his hair and said furiously, “Mum! For fucks sake—”
“Don’t you dare use that language with me!” Ginny shrieked but James ignored her.
“I didn’t plan this! It’s not like I woke up one morning and said, ‘You know what? I’m gonna get Reese drunk, shag her, get her pregnant and ruin the rest of our fucking lives!’ We were drunk, we weren’t thinking clearly!”
Ginny didn’t even bother trying to fix his language. James had a similar personality to Ginny so they usually always clashed. I was so scared but Harry shot me an assuring smile.
James looked like he was going to say something but Ginny held a hand up to silence him. She let out a breath and combed a hand through her red hair. “Sit down, James.” He looked like he was going to argue but she snapped, “Now. Okay. Good. Look I know I shouldn’t be getting this angry but this is a huge thing! It was my first reaction and I’m sure every parent would be the same. Now let’s settle this. The two of you need to sort what’s going to happen and what you’re going to do.” She glared at the both us and we nodded simultaneously. “Now let me say, this is so irresponsible and stupid and reckless and I am so disappointed in the both of you! I can’t believe you would do this! I’m also furious and the Weasley part of me wants to smack you with a newspaper until you’ve learnt your lesson but the parent part of me knows better. You two are going through – and are going to go through – a lot so you need to talk about it. Now.” she added with the sight of our expressions.
I nodded because all this tension was because of me. And I didn’t want to face Ginny’s wrath again.
I looked to James, silently telling him to ask the questions that were on his mind. He stared stonily ahead until his mother glared at him.
“How long did you know?” I shrunk back not wanting an answer but he turned his face towards me glaring at me.
I whispered, “Just before N.E.W.Ts.”
James’ eyes narrowed and he spat out, “Oh so you didn't think of telling me before we slept together again?”
“YOU TWO SPENT THE NIGHT TOGETHER AGAIN?!” Ginny shrieked. James gave her a quick glare and she said, “I’ll try to stay calm.”
I flinched at James’ expression. He was furious. I’d never seen him looking this angry but I didn’t say anything. I wanted him to swear and curse at me. I deserved it. But I didn’t want to rile him up. Although, his anger slowly abated. His gaze flitted to his parents before asking, “So… erm… are you… keeping it?”
I sighed and slumped in my chair, my eyes closing tiredly. “I have no idea, I keep going through it in my head but I can’t make a decision.”
He snapped, “Oh you weren’t going to bother asking me for my opinion were you?”
My eyes sprung open and I hissed, “Of course I was going to ask for your bloody opinion! Every time I thought about it, I always ended thinking that I need to talk to you about it! This is changing your life too and since your whole life is in the bloody media, it’s probably going to affect you even more than me! You always have reporters following you so if they find out I'm having your kid; they're going to be hounding you! Most of the time I’m thinking about this, it’s about your future, not mine! So of course you have a bloody say in this and stop being such an arsehole about this! I’m under just as much stress as well! I’m the one that has to fucking cart it around every single day!” I took a deep breath and James looked like he just wanted to scream at me but he closed his eyes for a few seconds before speaking again.
“Look Reese, maybe you should stay at your parents’ house so we can both have time to think about it. I’m furious right now and you’re probably the same. I think we need to calm down before we talk about this.” He shot a glance at Ginny and then stared back at me.
Yeah, great plan, James. Only snag? I got kicked out.
I didn’t even notice my eyes were filling with tears until Harry asked, “What’s wrong?”
I wiped the tears off my face and muttered, “Mum kicked me out.” Ginny's mouth dropped open and she gave me a hug which I was really grateful for. I wished my dad had done this when he found out. I looked over Ginny’s shoulder and saw James looking really guilty.
I told him, “Don't worry, I’ll stay at Blake’s.” Ginny broke away from me and looked at James incredulously. James walked over to me and gave me a warm hug. I automatically wrapped my hands around his waist and took a deep breath.
Harry then said, “James, you let her stay with you. You need to stick by her side in all this. It’s going to be the hardest few months of her life and you can never leave on a whim, this is both of your fault and James, you have to stay with her. You have to, you understand?”
James nodded and I opened my mouth to object but James cut me off. “Reese, you can stay with me, don’t worry.” I shook my head but James cut me off by saying, “We’re in this together. We’ll be okay.”
For once I let myself believe that.
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