Friday October 31st [24 w 4 d]
I swear, if she makes me try on one more dress I will kill her.. Leona and I are in a Maternity store in Hogsmeade and she's made me try on 10 dresses in the course of two hours. It's been very hard lately to try and hide my belly and apparently she thinks tonight is "the night to tell everyone." Right now I'd rather stick a spork in my eye and pop out my eyeballs. "Bell, that looks awesome on you!" I suppress another eye roll.
"You've said that about every single dress I've tried on. And count them, there's ten of them. I'm done, pick whatever dress you want, I just don't care anymore." She looks a little disheartened and I instantly feel horrible. "God, Leona, I'm sorry. I'm hot and sweaty and that sales lady is really getting on my nerves."
"No, Bell, don't worry. I've kinda taken this a little overboard, haven't I?" She holds up the first dress I tried on and the third one. "It's gotta be one of these." I survey the options.
"The first one. Wish I had known I was gonna pick this one nine dresses ago." She gives me a smile and goes to flag down the sales lady while I dress back into my regular clothes. Before the dresses I'd tried on a bunch of maternity clothes. I've now got lots of clothes to last me until the end of my pregnancy. That word still feels weird to me and I'm more than half way through.
"Okay Bell, we're finally done! The dress is a gift from me, so you don't have to worry about it. Now we can go up to the school and get ready for later."
"You're too good to me." She waves my comment off as she helps me with the bags. All 5 of them.
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"Hold still, I'm not done." My patience is getting shorter and shorter as she redoes my hair and makeup. I don't really want to do either of them, but Leona's so excited that I couldn't say no.
"Just hurry up. If you thought this afternoon was bad, then you're in for a surprise."
"Done! Go look." I waddle over to the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror, and despite my best efforts, my eyes travel directly to my growing stomach. I place my hands on my tummy, wondering what the hell I'm getting myself in to. I guess it's too late to wonder that now, though. "What do you think, Bell?" I barely glance at my face as I exit the bathroom.
"It looks great. I can't wait for this day to be over. I got November's worth of moving done in one day, lucky me." She goes through the bags until she finds the dress she bought for me. I groan as I slip it on. It doesn't hide my huge stomach at all.
"You look fabulous! Just give me a few minutes and I'll be right down." I slip on my shoes and make my way down to the common room, sliding down on to one of the couches. There's a few people left in the common room sitting at the tables. Probably cracking down on this weekend's work.
As I'm waiting for Leona I place both my hands on my stomach, trying to see if I can feel something. All the books have said I was supposed to feel movement by the time I was at least 24 weeks and I haven't felt anything at all. I'm beginning to get worried.
I decide Leona's taking too long and make my way down to the great hall on my own. I get lots of stares and a few people even point at me. I ignore them all, holding my head high. Phoebe would be proud of me. I spot Draco standing near the entrance and walk up to him. He looks me over and gives me a warm smile. "Bell, you look wonderful." I blush deeply.
"Leona made such a fuss over me. We spent 4 hours in this store, I tried on about 100 articles of clothing." He laughs as he takes my arm, guiding my into the great hall. "It's not funny, Draco. The sales woman was an airy old woman and she got on my nerves by just looking at her. I was going crazy by the time we left. I spent 50 galleons and came home with 5 bags!" He leads me to a silver table with 4 chairs. "I can't sit here, this is a Slytherin table."
"Oh please. Sit down and I'll get you a drink. What do you want?"
"Punch is fine. Make sure it's not spiked, huh?" He walks off in the direction of the drinks table. I sit down and try to make myself comfortable on the little wooden chair. Not so easy going considering my ass is too big for the damn chair. I sigh and give up. Draco walks back with two cups in hand. He sets one in front of me and I take a sip. "These chairs are ridiculous! How is anyone supposed to sit on them." He chuckles and I throw a sugar cube at him.
"So how have you been feeling Bella? We haven't had much time to talk lately." I nod, taking another sip.
"I've been all right, I guess. Still no movement which is really getting on my nerves. I'm going to see Madame Promfrey tomorrow, make sure all's good."
"How big is she now?"
"I haven't had time to check lately but in week 23 the book said she was supposed to be about one pound and just over 2 inches."
"Have you figured out when you're due yet?" I shrug.
"Naw. I'll ask Madame Promfrey tomorrow."
"Want me to come?" I smile inwardly.
"Sure, if you like."
I spend the rest of the night chatting and catching up with Draco. I get more stares and more people point at me, but it doesn't bother me anymore. I've decided that the baby is going to be a good thing. And no matter what happens, she's gonna have more love than she'll know what to do with.
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