Bianca blinked slowly at Bertram, her glare unstoppable in that moment. Except, now that she thought about it, she was going to grow in that area, it was just a more natural kind of thing---She huffed quickly through her nose and sat up straighter, crossing her arms over her--chest, no she put her arms down, now, and pressed her feet flat on the floor.
"Look, I---I'm just going to say it," which she really wasn't, because Bianca was already thinking of other things she might have to talk to Bertram about, like him getting a job, or his own flat so that his mother couldn't walk in on them snogging, "I know we haven't been together that long, but it's been---amazing, and I really---I know you don't exactly know if you love me but I know that I---"
Bianca ran a hand over her face, feeling ready to throw up into the fountain behind her. That would be perfect, wouldn't it? She had to be brave, she faced down death eaters and all of their nasty hexes, why couldn't she deal with just the thought of being rejected by Bertram?
"I'm pregnant." Bianca squeezed her eyes shut because she couldn't stand to see his face. Her cheeks were a deep red and she was sure she'd stopped breathing, but she couldn't do anything more than wait for his response.
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