I knew you were trouble when you walked in,
So shame on me now,
Flew me to places I'd never been,
Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground
I Knew You Were Trouble ~ Taylor Swift
My father was in work and my mother was at home. The driver Charles had parked up leaving me in the car whilst he took my luggage through the station and onto the platform so it could be loaded onto the train. When he came back there was a brief goodbye before he left, allowing me to do as I pleased. The stupid Longbottom girl and her weirdo sister had bumped into me as I made my way into King's Cross, I didn't stay to see what happened and carried on towards the station and platform.
I went through the barrier as normal and entered the train which was packed with stupid first years. As I was about to enter my usual compartment that contained Jackson Goyle and Terry Host who are my closest friends and the other sixth year Slytherin's: Albus Potter, Scorpius Malfoy and Frankie Longbottom, when the stupid Longbottom girl called me.
"Zabini I need a word." She said quietly.
"Yeah you can have one, bye." I told her.
I saw her roll her eyes and I made to enter the compartment when I felt her hand on my arm. I turned to look at her, "What?"
"I said I need to talk to you." She said again as she pulled me down the train into an empty compartment.
"What about this time, did you fart on the platform." I joked as she shut the door behind her.
Longbottom glared at me, "No, I need to talk to you about the party."
I smirked, ahh yes, the party. It was a great night, all the girls were falling at my feet and the best thing, they were all drop dead gorgeous and worth kissing.
"Zabini," Came Longbottom's voice.
I snapped out of it, "What?"
"The party, I need to tell you something." She paused before carrying on, "Thing is I'm pregnant and it's possible that this baby is yours."
I looked at her, "Possible?" I questioned.
She nodded, "There were three parties and three boys, it's possible that you're the father."
I looked at her, there is no way she's pregnant. It's not the first time I've been told I could be a father either. I dated Daisy Parkinson last year, when I broke up with her she told me she was pregnant. I didn't believe her of course, she's a liar and she's said it before to other boys. Of course she wasn't pregnant but it still scared the shit out of me. My father would probably have killed me if she was, even though she's a pure blood, father isn't that fond of her mother: Pansy Parkinson and I don't think he could handle it if he had to be related to her somehow.
"Your lying." I hissed. "Your not even sure who's it is you stupid slut."
Longbottom looked annoyed and put her hands on her hips, "I'm not lying Zabini, believe me I've been throwing up for the past month and a bit and I have a positive test to show for it. I'm pretty sure I'm pregnant."
I shrugged, "I don't care Longbottom. So why don't you run along back to your friends."
"How can you say that, you could possible be a father and you're telling me to run along." She yelled at me, her eyes going glassy.
I shrugged again, "Like I said I don't care. You were nothing but a shag to me Longbottom, not even a good one I might add. You were drunk and could barely string two words together, like you were going to stop me. Like I said nothing but a shag to me. I don't want you or any kid you may be having. That is no child of mine." I yelled at her.
Tears were streaming down her cheeks, crying girls don't scare me. Why do they turn on the water works at the first sign of things going wrong.
"I HATE YOU, YOU VILE PIG!" She cried at me as Potter, Malfoy and Longbottom two walked passed.
Longbottom two ripped the door open. "What the hell is going on in here?" He asked, looking from me to his sister and then back to me.
"He's a vile pig!" She cried again, "He took advantage of me when I was drunk." Longbottom said to her brother, tears dripping down her face.
Frankie looked at me and then headed straight for me, I felt something hard hit me and I could then taste blood in my mouth. Fuck, he had punched me.
"That's for my sister, you fucking pervert." He yelled at me before throwing another punch in my direction which I ducked and then threw a punch back. It was only when Potter and Malfoy stopped him that he stop hitting me. They dragged him out of the compartment leaving me with a very bloody face. The Longbottom girl had already left, good riddance.
Stupid git, I thought. It's none of his business, I don't care whether she's his sister. He doesn't need to know. I sat down on the seat and held my nose waiting for the blood to stop. The door opened and looked up to Jackson and Terry coming in, along with Terry's owl.
I frowned at them and Jackson said, "They kicked us out the compartment, Longbottom's seething. What the hell have you done to piss him off?" He asked.
I let go of my nose to see if it had stopped but it hadn't, "I slept with his sister." I told them truthfully.
"Bloody hell!" Terry cried.
"He beat you up because you slept with his sister?" Jackson questioned.
I shrugged, "Something like that."
I didn't mention that she was pregnant, I didn't need them knowing that it could be mine. I would never get a girl then if they though I was a father.
"Was she any good?"
I shrugged again, "Not really."
"You should go see Madame Patil about your nose when we get there." Jackson suggested.
I stayed sat with my head forward, waiting for the blood to stop. I think Longbottom broke my nose, the amount of pain I'm in. Terry pulled out some muggle game thing but threw it down on the side once Jackson got out his game of wizards chess and they started to play. Leaving me with my thoughts and the pain in my nose.
A/N One daddy down, two more to go...
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