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Chapter One

'Shit!' That is the only thing that went through Ginny Weasley's head at that moment. 'Shit, shit, SHIT!'

"How pregnant exactly am I, Madam Pomfrey?" Ginny asked, looking at the nurse.

"According to this charm, two months."

'Double shit!"

"I can't deal with a baby right now," Harry started ranting, obviously not having heard what Madam Pomfrey had said. "I have to save the world, and I don't have time to deal with a baby… Wait, you must have made a mistake, Madam Pomfrey. Ginny can't be two months pregnant," Ginny heard Harry tell the nurse.

"No, Mr. Potter, I am not mistaken. Ms. Weasley is in fact two months pregnant. Now if you will excuse me, Professor Dumbledore must be made aware of the situation. I trust you know who the father of the child is, Ms. Weasley?"

"Yes, ma'am," Ginny said, not bringing herself to look at Harry.

"Professor Dumbledore will want to speak with the both of you, I'm sure, and even if he doesn't, I will need to speak to you both. I will give you time to find him and inform him of the situation, dear. We will meet back here at nine tomorrow morning, okay?"

"Yes, ma'am. Thank you."

"Ginny, what does she mean that you're two months pregnant? We were broken up from Christmas to Valentine's."

"She means just that, Harry. The baby isn't yours."

"You cheated on me," he said, his voice portraying the hurt he felt.

"We were broken up," she said, still not looking at him.

"Everybody knew we were going to get back together."

"Then why in the hell did you break up with me?"

"That is beside the point. Tell me, who did you deem was good enough to take my place?"

"Draco," she said, lifting her chin proudly.

"Malfoy!?!?" Harry exclaimed, shock registering in his outraged cry. "You slept with my worst enemy to get back at me?"

"This wasn't about you, Harry."

"You're dead to me, Ginny. I never want to see you again in my life," he shouted, getting to his feet and rushing out of the hospital wing.

"Harry!" Ginny yelled after him. "Please, come back. Harry!" She fell back onto the hospital bed and curled up into a ball and began to cry. "Harry…I'm sorry…please forgive me…"

Half an hour later, she had no more tears to cry. She got up and made her way out of the hospital wing, drudging her way to the owlery. She wrote Draco a short letter before sending it off. The letter, tear stained and blotchy, read:

'D—

We need to talk. Meet me at the tree by the lake at eight.

G'

Ginny stumbled out of the owlery and blindly walked through the castle until she found herself outside and walking towards the big tree by the lake. It was only five, but Ginny wasn't hungry for dinner and she wanted to be alone to think.

Two and a half hours later, Draco showed up. Ginny swiftly stood up and backed up against the tree. "You're early," Ginny accused.

He smirked at her, "As are you, Weasley. Now what did you want, I don't have all day, you know."

"I'm…I'm…I'm two months pregnant…it's yours…oh, god…I'm pregnant. I'm pregnant!" Ginny plopped down and buried her head in her hands and cried.

Ginny had expected Draco to accuse her of lying or shout at her or at the very least, walk away. She was shocked when he sat down beside her and wrapped an arm around her. "Don't cry. We need to talk and we can't talk when you're crying."

Ginny forced herself to stop crying, slowing her breaths until she had her tears under control. "You're not yelling," Ginny said simply.

"You're the mother of my child, so starting now, there will be no more mocking or ill-treatment or anything like that. As a matter of fact, I think we should get married, immediately."

"What?" Ginny said, staring at him dumbly.

"No matter what, I want a part in my child's life and I want my child to know that I am its father. Children born out of wedlock are shunned in the wizarding community, not to mention that you will find if impossible to get a job anywhere. You will be made an outcast in society and I don't want to see that happening to my child."

"I…I guess you're right," Ginny said. "How immediately are you talking about?"

"Tomorrow or the day after. This is Saturday, so the day after tomorrow is probably best. We should talk to Dumbledore immediately and then our parents need to be informed." Draco got up and offered Ginny his hand. He pulled her to her feet and then took her hand and began to walk towards the castle.

"Why aren't you angry?" Ginny asked while walking towards the castle. "Why are you being nice?"

Draco stopped walking and turned to face her. "You are to be a Malfoy, and with that comes a certain amount of respect. It doesn't matter who you used to be. There is no point in being mad at my fiancé when it is just as much my fault that this happened."

"My parents are never going to forgive me…us. And my brother…"

"So do the same thing right back. Problem solved." He took her hand again and continued walking.

"And your parents, how will they take it?"

"They will be angry, but they will accept it and they will agree that marriage is the best route to go with. They will accept you, eventually, because you are the mother of their grandchild and you are a pureblood."

"I'm scared, Draco."

"Don't be, Ginevra, I will be with you the whole time."

"We should probably see Madam Pomfrey first. She wanted to speak to us tomorrow, but since we want to go ahead and get this all taken care of immediately, we should probably go there first."

They walked the rest of the way to the hospital wing in silence, earning many weird stares from the people that we passed on the way. As soon as they entered the hospital wing, they went to Madam Pomfrey's office and knocked on the door.

"Madam Pomfrey, I'm here to with the father of my child. We wanted to talk to you today, rather then tomorrow," Ginny said, looking at her feet.

"Alright. Well, to start off with, according to school policy we will be needing to contact your parents as soon as possible, so as soon as we're done talking, we will need to head over to Dumbledore's office. But to the reasons I wanted to speak to you; first of all, you will need to be taking vitamin potions every day now, as well as coming in once a month to check on the progress of the pregnancy. If you experience any discomfort, you will also need to come immediately. I understand that this is your fifth year, Ms. Weasley, and you have O.W.L.s, but you will need to be getting lots of rest. Also, it is important that you eat every meal of the day, even when you don't feel like it. That, Mr. Malfoy, is part of the reason that I needed to speak to both of you. Even when she doesn't feel like eating, you will need to make sure that she does. You will also need to check up on her and make sure that she doesn't over work herself as that would be bad for the pregnancy. Now, Ms. Weasley, here are some potions that should help you with the morning sickness, and here are some for the vitamins. I would like to see you at the beginning of next month. Do you have any questions?"

"Is…is there anything in particular that I should avoid?"

"Well, before you take any potion, check with me. Some potions do have adverse affects on pregnancies. Also, though this isn't something you should avoid, studies have shown that fish is very beneficial to the pregnancy. When you are further along, I recommend that you both talk to the baby so it becomes familiar with your voices. In my experience, babies whose parents talk to it while it is still a fetus generally excel further then those whose parents do not."

"Oh, okay, that is nice to know," Ginny smiled tentatively to Draco and he squeezed her hand back to show that he had been listening.

"Alright, well if that is all, I will escort you to Professor Dumbledore's office."

They walked the short way to Professor Dumbledore's office in silence. Madam Pomfrey said the password, orange sherbet, and then left them to make the rest of the way up themselves. As the stair wound up, Draco squeezed her hand. "Are you ready?" he asked quietly.

"As ready as I ever will be. You?"

"The same. We can do this, Gin."

Before Draco and Ginny even had a chance to knock on the door in front of them, it open up to reveal the smiling face of Professor Dumbledore. "Ms. Weasley, Mr. Malfoy, how lovely to see you tonight. Please take a seat. Can I offer you a lemon drop?"

"No, thank you, Professor Dumbledore," Ginny said while sitting down.

"We came to discuss this situation with you, Professor," Draco said after Dumbledore had taken his seat behind his desk. "We wish to get married as soon as possible. Tomorrow, as a matter of fact."

Dumbledore stared at Draco for several seconds before he slowly nodded his head. "That is for the best, Mr. Malfoy. Now I am going to floo your parents and ask them to come immediately so that we can discuss the situation. If you will excuse me for a few minutes, I will be back shortly."

Dumbledore got up and left to a room that adjourned this one, presumably to make the floo calls. "I won't have you sleeping with Potter behind my back," Draco said suddenly.

Ginny turned suddenly and stared at him in shock. "Sorry?"

"I heard the rumors that you and Potter got back together and I am telling you right now that no wife of mine will be having an affair with anyone, much less my worst enemy."

"What kind of person do you think I am, Malfoy? I have morals and I won't be having an affair, no matter how distasteful this marriage may be."

"It is 'Draco' since we are to be married, and are you willing to do the ceremony to ensure that."

She looked at him shrewdly for several seconds before she said, "Do you think that you can handle it? After all, the same would apply for you."

"Malfoys' don't have affairs and they don't keep mistresses. I expect this to be a real marriage, in ever sense of the word."

"Fine."

"Fine."

They both turned to face Dumbledore's empty desk, not looking or talking to the other.

"So, does Potter know about the fact that you're pregnant," Draco asked suddenly, breaking the silence that had settled between them.

"Yes. When I first went to see Madam Pomfrey, we assumed it was his. It wasn't until she said I was two months pregnant that I knew it was yours."

"What did he say?"

"He didn't have time for a kid, what with saving the world and all," she said bitterly. "Bloody git thinks he is the center of the universe."

"Ginevra, I will always be there for you and the baby. It isn't the best of circumstances, and this isn't how I thought that I would be getting married or anything like that, but you will be my wife, and I will treat you with the respect that you deserve because of that. I won't treat you like Potter treated you today or, as I have observed, on many other occasions," Draco said, looking at Ginny's face turned away from him.

Ginny turned to look at her fiancé and smiled a small smile. "Thank you, Draco. And I will try to be a good wife. I don't know much about your society, but I will do my best to learn so that I won't make you look bad."

Just then, Dumbledore walked back into the room. "Ms. Weasley, your parents will be here in five minutes, and Mr. Malfoy, you mother is getting contact with your father, and then they will be arriving shortly. Until then, there are a few matters to talk about. First of all, since you are both in different houses, you will need to pick one to live in. Separate quarters will be provided for you in the house that you choice. What is your preference?"

"Slytherin," Ginny said before Draco even had a chance to open his mouth. "Once anyone is Gryffindor finds out, they will all disown me and I never had a lot of friends anyway. Plus all of Gryffindor hates Draco…It will be better this way."

"Okay. Mr. Malfoy, what are your thoughts?"

"Well, in Slytherin, I can offer Ginevra a certain amount of protection, considering I am a Malfoy and she will be my wife. If she is willing to come to Slytherin then I think that is an excellent decision. Besides that, I think she has a whole lot my Slytherin in her then I have Gryffindor."

"Okay, then Slytherin it will be. I will see to the arrangements later today."

Suddenly, the sound of Molly Weasley could be heard in the next room over. "Albus? Where are you?"

"We're in here, Molly."

Molly, followed by Arthur, came into the room, but stopped abruptly when they saw Ginny and Draco sitting there. "Ginny? What is going on, love? What is he doing here?"

Ginny took a deep breath before turning to her parents. "Mum, Dad, I'm pregnant with Draco's baby."

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