Alora Cole is the girl everyone dreams of having, including the Gryffindor's. When she transfers to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry everything she has held secret, her traumas and walls come crumbling down.
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*Two Weeks Later*
It's been two weeks since Draco came over and talked to me about everything. He hasn't come once after that and I was pretty thankful, I wouldn't even know what to say to him.
Leona and I have been doing a lot of crafting over the week, decided on knitting these really weird scarves for one another. It was Astoria's funeral a few days ago, she thought it would take my mind off of it.
Theo and Atlas have still been at it, Atlas stayed in America since their fight and I miss him so much. Theo comes over here and there but the ministry has been working with him and Pansy non-stop.
I was in the living room, reading a book on the sofa as I waited for Leona or someone to come. I was flipping the page of the book when I felt bile rise up in my throat, out of nowhere I suddenly had the urge to throw up last nights dinner.
Rushing to the bathroom, I yank open the door and hurl in the toilet. I hated throwing up, it left an uneasy taste in my mouth, and my stomach needed time to return to normal - not pleasant.
Once I was done, I opened the cabinet doors to see if Leona had any mouthwash left. My eye caught the pack of tampons in the corner and my hands began to shake. No...
I ran to the front door and opened it, searching for an Auror in sight. I saw someone in the corner who I couldn't quite put a finger on who it was, "Excuse me!" I yelled, trying to gain his attention.
Once the Auror was in sight, I recognised him to be Harry, thankfully. "Alora, everything okay?" He asked, looking around for any signs of distress.
"Eh no, no. I was actually wondering if you could do me a favour," my voice came out shy. This wasn't something you'd ask someone you barely knew to buy for you.
He nodded his head, allowing me to proceed. "Do you mind getting me a pregnancy test? Please?" I asked, rubbing my elbow, something I did when I was shy.
"Eh- isn't Leona a healer? I'm sure she ca-" He began but I interrupted him by shaking my head vigorously, "I don't want her to know. Please? You can find them in one of the muggle corner shops."
He scratched the back of his head, "Alright. Let me let one of the Auror's know. I'll be back in 10 minutes." I thanked him and went back inside, locking the doors.
I sat on the edge of the couch, tapping my leg impatiently as I awaited Harry's return. I couldn't be, there couldn't be. Nothing happens during one night, it just isn't fucking possible.
I paced around the room until I heard a knock on the door. Without looking through the peephole, I yanked the door opened to see Harry holding the box in his hand. As he parted his lips to say something, I snatched the box out of his hand, mumbling a thank you before slamming the door and running to the bathroom.
