You’re a gryffindor foreign student who transferred back to Hogwarts after 5 years away with your father on diplomatic posts elsewhere and you catch Head Boy, Tom Riddle’s eye, who is two years older thanr you. He’s persistent and charming and so goddamn attractive, you start to fall for him… you shouldn’t… but you do. He goes on a 3 week cursebreaking training in Turkey over school holidays and the first day he’s gone… you discover that you’re pregnant… this is not something you can tell him through your enchanted diary messaging. But you’re so scared you’re not sure you can tell him at all. The three weeks pass like 3 years and it’s the first day back to school, you feel like crap, your hormones are wild and you are just… not yourself.