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The Dove; Distressed	By : lexiatel Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 6194 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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With the help of some of the Dreamless sleep potion, Dove slept solidly for three days, catching up on much needed rest. After four days of her escape, she received a package from her aunt.

'Dear Dove,

I must apologize for forgetting about this when I came by the other day. It occurred to me right after I returned home that you would need this potion. It will test to see if you are pregnant. I know you are strongly against the Termination potion, but if you end up needing one, just send me a Patronus.

Love, Aunt Hermione

PS: Just pour it into the loo water before you flush. If the water turns blue, it's positive.'

Dove held the vial of clear liquid and eyed it for over an hour after she had unwrapped it from the bundle her aunt had sent over.

She sighed. She was not sure if she was ready or not to find out if she was going to be a mother. She would love to be a mother, and something inside of her fluttered with excitement at the thought. She had dreamt of becoming a mother for as long as she remembered. But not this way. This life was not one she wanted her child to live in.

If she were carrying a child, should she allow it to be born into Scorpius' home with him breathing down its back, or should she just kill the baby now and be done with it?

She curled up into a ball on the sofa, cradling the potion in her hands. She desperately wanted a child. She needed joy in her life. She needed it so bad.

What if Scorpius hurt the baby though? He wouldn't hurt his heir would he? The Malfoy heir seemed very important to him.

But what if it were a girl? Would he hit his daughter like he did his wife?

Dove buried her face into the cushion, whimpering at her horrid thoughts. She wouldn't let him! She thought with decision. Dove bolted up from the couch, clenching her jaw. She would protect her child from him! No matter what she had to do!

That is IF she was pregnant...

She looked at the potion that lay in her hand. She would have to find out sometime. The earlier, the better.

Dove went to her kitchen and drank three glasses of water to supply her body the liquid she would need for the test. Most witches used a blood test, but she figured her aunt had been thoughtful with her, knowing how Dove felt about the sight of blood.

Half an hour later, Mother Nature called and Dove went to the loo to relieve herself. She sat there for several minutes after she had finished, taking a while to gather up the nerve to complete the test. Finally, she stood up. She took a deep breath and poured the potion into the toilet water. Dove shut her eyes tightly. She wanted this, but she didn't at the same time. If the curse could be lifted she would be all for it, but as long as the curse was in place, she hoped she wouldn't have a child.

Which was ironic, since the only way out of the curse was to have a child.

She opened her eyes and looked into the toilet bowl. A sob escaped her mouth when she seen the color.

* * *

The next morning, Dove work up in pure agony. Her gut felt like something was trying to claw its way out. Burning fire pulsed through her. She threw up before she was able to even crawl out of bed.

It couldn't be from the test results though. It was much too soon to feel sick from that. The water had been blue and since then, Dove hadn't stopped thinking of it. She was going to be a mother. She was carrying Scorpius' child. She was horrified.

Maybe that was why she was sick. From being terrified. She wasn't scared of being a mother. She was worried about the quality of life the baby would have.

She immediately sent Aunt Hermione the test results and requested some potions to take for the strengthening process of the baby.

Dove was beginning to sweat from the pain. She shrieked out, breathing fast and deep. Tears fell from her eyes as another sharp swipe was made inside her gut.

What was happening to her? Why was she in so much pain?

With major difficulty, she sent her Patronus to her aunt, begging for help. She could hardly think, everything was turning white. Her hands, her arms. Her clothes. Her pale yellow walls. The rose colored beddings she lay in.

White.

"Dove!" Her aunt's desperate plea woke Dove up. Dove screamed. The pain was getting worse by the hour.

"Help!" Dove begged. "Please!" She couldn't see Aunt Hermione's face. Her vision was gone. White was all she saw. "I can't see!" Dove panicked.

"Calm down..." Aunt Hermione set her hand on Dove's arm. Dove could feel it shaking. "Relax."

"What's wrong?!" Dove cried. "Something is attacking me!"

"I tried everything, Dove." Aunt Hermione said softly. "It must be the curse."

The curse...! How could she have forgotten?

"We're not ready to attack yet..."

"I can't stay here, Aunt Hermione. The pain...!"

"Shh..." Dove focused on Aunt Hermione's fingers as they brushed the hair from Dove's forehead soothly before placing a cold pack it. That made everything worse. The clawing now was at her head. Dove tore the cold pack off her head and threw it. She didn't know where it landed, but she guessed it hit the wall above her dresser because she heard something topple from that side of the room and crash to the floor with a shatter. "That wont help!" She cried out helplessly.

"Dove...you'll have to go back. It's not going to stop."

Dove shook with pain as the clawing failed to cease. An excrutiating sting was developing on the surface of her forehead.

"Oh...!" Her aunt shrieked. "You... My god, Dove! Lesions are forming!"

Dove barely heard her, her body was shutting down.

* * *

"Don't fucking touch me!" Scorpius shouted, smacking his father's hand away.

"Draco, nothing is going to help, so stop smothering him." Lucius told him.

Draco was pale as a ghost watching his son roll around in his bed like a person under the crucacious curse. "Merlin, he's going to die, Father!" He shrieked.

Narcissa and Astoria stood back watching in horror at the screaming Scorpius.

"Lesions..." Astoria noted, pointing to his forehead.

"It burns!" Scorpius bellowed. "Shit!"

"And you wanted him to wait a week?!" Narcissa demanded at Lucius. "It's only been five days!"

"He'll be fine." Lucius spoke sternly, scowling at his grandson. "He's strong. Aren't you, Scorp?"

Scorpius took short breaths, tears uncontrollably ran down his cheeks. He forced himself to nod. "I'm... strong." He said through grit teeth. "She'll...be here... shortly..." he then went completely still.

"Is he dead!?" Astoria whispered, terrified at the thought.

"He's passed out." Draco told her quietly.

* * *

Hermione levitated Dove up the steps of the Malfoy Manor and frantically pounded on the door.

Much as she hated to do this, she had no other choice at the moment. Dove had to go back to Scorpius until The Order could attack and capture the Malfoys.

A house elf answered. "Come in, Missus." The house elf bowed. "Mistress Grace! Is Mistress Grace alright?"

"No!" Hermione set the unconscious Dove on the bench in the foyer. "Malfoy!" She screamed. "Get down here!"

"Dubsey will get Dubsey's master, Missus." The house elf bowed before disapparating.

Hermione kept her eyes on her niece, her breathing shakily feeling completely helpless, unable to help her.

"Weasley." The cold drawl of Draco Malfoy made her head snap up.

"You did this to her!" Hermione raised her wand. "Fix her! Fix her now, Malfoy!"

"I should thank you for returning her, but I don't thank mudbloods. Now get out of my home." The door flew open with a gust.

"Please...Draco...If you have any heart at all, don't let her be tortured to death. You and I both know she doesn't deserve it." Hermione had tears in her eyes.

"For what it's worth...I'm trying." He told her bitterly before taking his daughter in law into his arms. "Now... get out..." he didn't wait for her to leave as he carried Dove up to Scorpius' wing and into his room.

"Oh!" Astoria gasped out in relief. "Thank Merlin she's back! Scorpius! She's back!"

Scorpius didn't reply though. Both him and Dove were out like a light.
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