Disclaimer: Everything belongs to me except for Oliver Wood and the Harry Potter Characters (Sadly)

Chapter One

"That's it! I'm leaving right now!" I screamed out. I dragged my suitcase full of clothes and headed down the stairs.

"Irina! Darling, why? Why are you leaving?" My mother frantically asked. "Please Irina! Don't leave!"

"I'm sick and tired of this family! I need to leave!" I yelled back at her.

"Irina!" My mother ran over to me and gripped onto my arm. "I'm so sorry Irina, please, please don't leave Mummy. Mummy is going to fix whatever is wrong. Please tell Mummy what's wrong." She looked into my periwinkle eyes with hers.

I almost broke down.

I pulled my arm away from her and headed for the door. I opened the door, letting the August wind play with my hair. It took a lot for me to not cry and say, "It's you Mother. It's you and Connor and there's no way to fix this bullshit of a family we have. You don't need me in this family; you and Connor can live happily as a family forever and ever. I just can't. Not with you two. I know you replaced me with Connor long ago, I'm just a waste of space." I walked of my home, where I had horrible memories but some were good, and never turned back.

My mother stopped screaming my name.

Good.

It was already August, and I had been home from Hogwarts for about a month and a few days. I still haven't told my mother about being pregnant because how could I? She's so happy and everything is just simply perfect for her. Without me in the picture, my mother seriously can live happily with my stepbrother Connor forever.

While being pregnant, I realized that I have to sacrifice my own happiness for others. Sometimes I just want to be selfish and say no, but I can't. Because then I feel like I might be a selfish mother, and I just can't. I need to be the best mother a child can ever have.

I had no idea where I was going. I mean I didn't think my plan to run away would be this easy. I hadn't really planned ahead after this. I thought Connor was going to be home and stop me from leaving, but luckily he had some urgent ministry work so he had left. And my mother's so weak without me that I took this chance to leave.

I needed to go somewhere, where they wouldn't know who I am, and somewhere where Connor couldn't find me. He's good at finding me, even though he's an adopted brother, he acts like he's my blood brother. He knows everything about me. He's just perfect.

I used to despise him, but slowly he had grown on me. But sometimes I hated him because I know my mother loved him way more than she had ever loved me.

I looked up at the sky. It was getting dark, and my stomach growled. Damn it, I should have eaten before running away.

I stopped walking and softly patted my stomach. I ate twice as much as I did before, and I loved it. I always loved eating, and I felt like my baby was just like me. I grinned. I hope my baby looked just like me.

And I hope my baby had Oliver's amber eyes or his dark brown hair.

Oliver, I missed him so much. He had written to me everyday. I used to write back to him, but then I realized I couldn't, because I would want to see him, tell him and then it would ruin all of his dreams.

It's okay if my dreams were ruined, because I mean, I didn't even have any dreams. And you can't ruin anything that's not even there right?

I closed my eyes and took in a big deep breath. I need to go somewhere; I need to feed my baby, and myself. I need to start a new life.