Lost Innocence

Chapter Three

January turned into February. At this point, the pregnancy wasn't showing and Tracey wanted to keep it that way for as long as possible. There was no need for the entire school to know she was pregnant.

One day while changing into her school robes, Tracey noticed a slight bulge in her stomach. The pregnancy was slightly more visible. She glanced over at Pansy and her other friends. At this point, they hadn't noticed that Tracey was slightly distracted. They hadn't even asked her why she had been sick before the holidays. They were caught up in their usual shallow gossip, none of which seemed important anymore. After changing into her school robes, Tracey checked herself in the mirror. The bulge was hidden underneath her clothes. No one could see it. At any rate, Tracey was relieved that the nausea was gone, she hadn't been sick since late December. If she had been sick, it would have been a lot more difficult to hide this pregnancy.

That evening, Tracey slipped out of the Slytherin Common Room to take a walk and clear her mind a bit. She went over the Hospital Wing to speak with Madam Pomfrey about this pregnancy now that she had seen for herself what the baby looks like.

"We can discuss it in my office privately," said Madam Pomfrey. "That way, we won't be overheard or interrupted."

"Yeah, good idea," Tracey said appreciatively. She didn't want anyone to hear her discussing her situation. They went into Madam Pomfrey's office. Madam Pomfrey closed the door to ensure their privacy. Tracey sat down in a chair in front of Madam Pomfrey's desk.

"How were your holidays?" asked Madam Pomfrey.

"Pretty bad," Tracey replied truthfully. "My parents just got all angry like I did some horrible thing and like I'm nothing but a disappointment."

"Did they not speak to you about this type of thing?" asked Madam Pomfrey. Tracey shook her head no.

"Have you been to see a gynowitch, Miss Davis?" Madam Pomfrey asked.

"Yeah, I went to see one during the holidays, had an ultrasound," said Tracey. "So I saw that it actually does look more or less like a real person, as opposed to some sort of cells."

"It does," said Madam Pomfrey. "She or he resembles a person very early on."

"He, I think," Tracey replied.

"Who else knows?"

"My parents and that's about it, and Laura Gamp, a fifth year and Slytherin Prefect. I told Blaise," Tracey replied.

"He doesn't care," said Madam Pomfrey, guessing what happened.

"No, just said it's not his problem so I'm not bothering with him anymore," said Tracey.

"A wise decision," said Madam Pomfrey. "So at this point you are around five months along. So the pregnancy is slightly more noticeable, but still not visible underneath school robes. But it is essential you get the proper nutrition for yourself and this baby. You need to drink plenty of milk for both of you to be healthy."

Tracey nodded.

"Have you considered your options?" said Madam Pomfrey. "Since Mr Zabini is showing no interest in the baby, the decision is yours to make alone."

"I'm thinking about adoption at this point," said Tracey.

After the consultation with Madam Pomfrey, Tracey headed back to the Slytherin Common Room. On her way there, she felt what seemed like a kick from inside her stomach. This baby seemed to be growing pretty steadily if it could now move and kick. She wondered how much longer she could keep her pregnancy a secret.