They say a newborn is a blessing, and a pregnancy feels unreal. I've heard and seen women ecstatic to have a baby but for me, it felt like a curse.

There was nothing beautiful. It was a burden. 

I felt nothing in my stomach. There was nothing different. 

And here I was waiting for my turn for an abortion, holding a tissue buried beneath my nose to stop blood from dripping. No spell, no charm was helping me stop this constant cycle of nose bleeding. 

I wondered if the reason for my repetitive nose bleeds were from when I had fought with Bellatrix before the last moments of death, however, it didn't matter anymore.  

A few minutes later,  I heard my name and I got up from my seat.

I didn't know why but walking to the room where my abortion would occur made me feel slightly guilty. For what?

I was wrong to not inform Draco about this. 

I was truly the worst wife.

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I sat down on the given bed and held the given potion. This potion would drive me unconscious, letting the nurses perform the abortion successfully.

I clipped off the necklace and placed it into my pocket. I knew if I brought it close to my lips, the potion would explode.

There was a nurse examining my health reports with a stern face until she took a noticeable gasp, and her eyes widened.

"I-I can't perform this abortion!" She stammered, her eyes aggressively searching my health reports.

"Why not?" I stood up, distressed. 

"You- you don't have enough blood inside of you, if I perform this abortion, it can possibly take your life!" 

The world around me paused. 

No, no, this couldn't be. I was not going to give birth to this burden.

"Please!" I cried out walking closer to her. "You don't know how desperate I am to get this abortion..." My eyes watered and she gave me a look of sympathy.

"If you really want an abortion, eat foods with loads of iron and then come back in your 2nd trimester and I might be able to do the abortion safely."

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The room was as dark as midnight, and my thoughts were as loud as a zoo. I had found it difficult to go to sleep, rather, I found myself alert. 

Beside me was Draco who was as frozen as a statue. I'd found it uncommon, usually, he'd bump into me several times with a leg and I'd have a toss and turn in annoyance but tonight I didn't bother questioning him. 

He slid an arm across my waist, and I flinched at the human touch.

"You've been so distant." His voice indicated tiredness, but his words showed sadness. I slightly tilted my head towards him, caressing his hand.

"I'm sorry.." They were the only words I could utter, I felt water in my eyes from guilt. "These recent events in both of our lives have taken a big toll on me."

He melted into my skin while I simultaneously but subtly moved his hand far from my stomach. 

"Emerlyn, I love you."

"I love you as well"

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The red sun shined on my face brightly as I brushed my tangled curls. So what if I had to carry a baby for just a couple of more months? I was still going to continue with my original plan.

I had felt sick every morning but by now I was used to it. There was a strong urge to consume every kinds of food presented to me but I stopped myself from doing such. 

I walked towards the table, glancing at the toast and then at Dobby. 

"Dobby," I said sitting on the brown antique chair.

"How may Dobby serve Madam Emerlyn?" He replied in a squeaky, almost frightened voice. 

"Emerlyn is in need of assurance."

He looked at me conflicted. 

"Dobby, remind me that you are ready to do anything for your master."

"Dobby is willing to even sacrifice himself for Madam!" He exclaimed, rushing towards me. 

"Is that so?" I looked back at Dobby, at his bright blue eyes. "I need you to prove it."

"Dobby is ready for this and every trial." He stood straight prepared.

"Tell me in detail how your previous master treated you,your other house elves and have you ever noticed anything... strange about him?"

Dobby's expression turned horrid. "Madam...Dobby is at a loss for words.."

"Tell me Dobby!" the patience in my voice drained away. "Tell me how he treated you and in return, I'll free you forever!"

The hope of freedom glimmered in his eyes but the cost was heavy for him.

"Master Lucius Malfoy..." he began. "Master Lucius is extremely brutal sometimes even vicious..." his voice was low as though he was afraid of Lucius's presence. 

"Dobby remembers vividly, that he sometimes tortures the elves with unforgivable spells if they aren't able to live up to their standards, and Dobby too was tortured...many times.." Dobby recalled. "That's when Dobby realized he wanted to be free."

"Master Lucius takes his anger out on us elves..."

I felt a sense of rage on Dobby's behalf. 

"Dobby used to often notice that he'd have secretive meetings with Barty Crouch and Bellatrix Lestrange, they were kept secret from his wife, Madam Narcissa..." he confessed.

"Did you ever hear anything?"

"Dobby was never allowed to join."

This was enough information. 

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"Emerlyn, what are you bickering?" Draco blustered, I had willingly brought up the topic of Lucius. However, it had not gone as calmly as I had planned.

I was not going to give up. I was going to make Draco loathe Lucius one way or another.

"I'm right!" I ranted, standing up in annoyance. "Do you even know what your father does as a living..."

Draco's eyes searched the room and then he gazed into my hazel eyes. "No...but I know it has something to do with the ministry."

"Fine, that isn't enough proof, didn't you admit you felt as though your father was emotionally absent for you!"

"Emerlyn, that's enough...!"

"No...Dobby himself confessed that he was tortured by Lucius for simply not living up to his standards, how could he do such a thing to innocent elves!"

Draco stood up enraged. 

"Emerlyn, are you aware of what you ranting about? They are elves! Useless elves no one cares about!" He nagged. "What are you trying to achieve, justice for Dobby? He is meant to serve us!"

"Elves are still capable of feeling emotion, they don't deserve to be treated so horribly!" My voice was toxic and loud. "You work as someone who provides justice for humans yet you have no empathy for elves who have suffered like Dobby!"

"EMERLYN, SHUT IT!" He shouted, his voice more dominant than mine. 

I felt my heart break, but this rage wasn't going to be extinguished. 

No matter what or how I was going to achieve my goal.

A/N: I'm so sorry for not uploading a chapter for so long, I'm taking hard subjects this semester (until June) and have to put almost of my focus on them than my story!

About the abortion, this was actually a real life story, the women had actually lost so much blood from nose bleeding that doctors told her they couldn't do the abortion and she took it as a mircale and decided to have the baby.

but.... looks like Draco and Emerlyn are in an argument again.