Ginny sat on her bed as some tears raced down her freckled cheek. This couldn't be happening. It was… it couldn't. Looking down she glared at her stomach. She had a washboard midriff. It had worked great in getting guys, and an occasional body shot benefitted from it being flat, but now… No more fire-whisky or butter beer. She watched as the red glow on her stomach dimmed slowly, the spell wearing off. It wasn't like muggle tests. It was a 100% guarantee, no way to avoid or deny it. She was completely and utterly pregnant.

Wiping the tears from her face, Ginny stood up and walked out of the room. Might as well go eat dinner, she was eating for two now, she thought. Flustered and distracted Ginny grabbing her books so she might study a little later. What was she going to do? She was dating Harry Potter for Merlin's sake! She could tell him…no. He'd never forgive her, not entirely. They hadn't slept together yet so she couldn't pretend it was his, not that she wanted to do that to Harry. Walking through the packed halls she calculated how far along she was. She was with him for two months…then they broke up. Then Harry asked her out, a week after. She smiled slightly. Poor Harry didn't realize that Draco and she had just broken up. Nobody did, the whole thing being a secret and all. Only Blaise Zabinni had known. Blaise, being Draco's best friend, and Ginny's close friend as well had been like Switzerland; neutral ground for both of them to confide in. Could she tell Blaise? Would he go running to Malfoy? He had been the first to realize something was wrong with her when the two had broken up. Nursing her back to emotional health ever since, the two had grown even closer, much to the trio's annoyance. Maybe…she began before her thoughts were interrupted.

"Hey Ginny!" Harry greeted before taking her books and kissing her on the cheek.

"Oh, hey Harry." She said, trying not to sound so preoccupied.

"What's wrong?" He asked, stopping her and moving over to a more private place in the hallway.

She looked at her boyfriend and smiled. He was always so sweet and intimate with her…so protective, not like Draco had been. Draco was always the raging jealous type, which was fine with her at first, but soon got to be too much. There was always so much heat between the two of them; the whole relationship seemed to be physical. He would, however, do or say something sweet occasionally that would shock her. It would be something so thoughtful that reassured her that he wanted more than sex; that he had actually listened. Harry was like that all the time. She felt so grounded around him, always able to talk, but they had a lot less heat. But, she could see them growing old together; a marriage and a family. That's what she wanted, wasn't it? She almost laughed at the bitter situation. Like she even had a choice now. Shaking her head, she stopped comparing the two. She was with Harry, and had to focus on the problem at hand.

"I'm fine Harry." She said softly before seeing doubt embedded in his eyes. She kissed him passionately to assure him. "Honestly, just in a very mellow mood at the moment."

He seemed to accept this and smiled, kissing her once, making sure not to cause a scene. For some reason he always felt nervous with public displays of affection, and was careful not to do anything to advanced. He treated her like a doll, something to fondle. She wasn't complaining, just observing.

Together, they entered the Great Hall. Reaching the Gryffindor table Ginny sat down and smiled at Ron, Hermione, Dean, and Colin. Right, she could do this. The rest of dinner went by dully since all Ginny did was pick at her food and think about what to do, only talking to reply to a direct question. She felt like she was going to burst, all this information, like her heart was trapped in her chest.

Thinking back on how long she was Ginny recalculated, trying to find a better estimate. She was anywhere from one to three months pregnant. A pretty big time gap. Ignoring the perplexed glances she received when she stood up Ginny turned to Harry who looked at her, inquisitively.

"I'm going to go to bed early, I don't feel real well." She said, letting him kiss her forehead and whisper wishes for her to get better.

Nodding her head, Ginny picked up her books and waved goodbye to those around her, then swiftly left the Great Hall, heading towards her dorm. An early night and worry tomorrow.

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Blaise ate his dinner watching a young redhead zone off into space. This was very out of character for her; Ginny had always been bubbly and hyper. Laughing all the time she ran all the conversations. A talk-a-holic, he had called her once. Why was she so quiet? She was never the shy type. His heart sank. Except when Draco and her had broken up. She had been a hopeless wreck, even when she began going out with Scarhead. He had helped her through it, reminding her of how much she liked Harry. If that ungrateful wanker broke up with her, he would snap his neck. His conclusions were proved false, however, when Ginny stood up and was kissed by Potter. So, if it wasn't that, then what? Getting up, he rattled off some excuse to Draco before subtly trailing after her.

"Ginny!" He called out to get her to slow down when they were alone in the dingy hallway.

Watching her stop abruptly and spin around slowly he spotted a few tears glistening on her cheek. Sighing, Blaise walked up to her and led her to his room in the Slytherin House located in the dungeons. She was no stranger to the dorm; he had brought her here often to talk. Sometimes when it would get too late she would even spend the night. It wasn't before long they had arrived when he mumbled the password and guided her to his room. What had happened this time? He loved Ginny like a sister, but she had the worst bloody luck ever. Drama seemed to attract to her like two lonely magnets.

As he sat her down on the bed like you would a stunned child, he cast a Silencing Charm on the room. Blaise looked back at the redheaded girl he had watched over for some many months. Her eyes wouldn't meet his, seemingly much more interested with his carpet. This was serious. Ginny almost always broke down and told him everything without having to be asked. They had a no secret policy, and she couldn't lie to him anyway.

"Ginny?" He began before he was cut off.

She had thrown her hands parallel to her legs with her palms up and exclaimed 'I'm pregnant!' and burst into tears before he had the chance. Pregnant? As in with child? Ginny had been a sister to him, and he didn't like the idea of her being even remotely…He looked back at her sobbing on his ebony and emerald bed, she looked so delicate, so…breakable.

Bloody hell, this must have been eating at her for awhile, and she must not have told anybody judging by how she blurted it out. How could this have happened? Well, he knew how this had happened; he's been on the other side of this situation in the past, so he definitely knew. Shaking all thoughts, Blaise realized he must've been standing there in silence for awhile. Sitting down on the bad and Blaise put an arm around her shoulders, rubbing her upper back then pulled her into a bear hug, letting her cry on his shoulder.

"Does Harry know?" He asked gently.

Ginny froze beneath, her sobbing momentarily stopped. She shook her head, turning to look at him.

"I haven't….I mean together, we haven't….he thinks I'm a virgin." Ginny replied sullenly.

Blaise frowned. Then how…he asked himself before it dawned on him. Draco. How could his best mate be this stupid? He knew the Contraceptive Charm, almost everyone did. It was a for sure version of birth control and the most widely used spell in Hogwarts. Shaking off the urge to kill Draco, Blaise stood up and started pacing. If he found out about Ginny Draco would be in shock, then denial, then ask her if she wanted to get a…

"Ginny? Have you thought about an abortion?" He questioned.

Abortions weren't like those in the muggle world, it was a flick of the wand and a couple days to recover and you're done. The only reason everyone doesn't get one is because they are extremely painful and hurts the chances of future pregnancies. She could get one, but he knew her answer the moment the question had come out of his mouth.

"Blaise, I can't. I can't just kill it. I'm all for the choice, but I wouldn't be able to." Ginny said, dumbfounded he even asked.

He nodded his head. It was decided, she would have the baby. How would she proceed then? She can't just come out and say it. Draco would think it was some sad attempt to get back together, or pressure her into an abortion. Maybe this would be a good thing; maybe he wanted to get back together with Ginny and this was an excuse for him to do so. Merlin knows it was the stupidest thing he did, breaking up with her. He never knew what that boy was thinking. He didn't seem the slightest bit upset when it happened.

"How far along are you?" Blaise asked to keep her talking so she wouldn't go into hysterics.

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"I don't know. Is there a spell for that? I just know I am…" She said, stopping midsentence when Blaise held out his wand at her stomach. Two pangs of pain shot through her body. She wouldn't have felt the little one if it didn't make her shiver. Two and a half? That means she was pregnant almost the whole time they were together. Why hadn't the symptoms come sooner? She had just noticed herself becoming sick a week or so ago.

"Two and a half months." She whispered to no one in particular, avoiding Blaise's eyes once more.

She felt so…vulnerable. Ginny was glad, however, that Blaise was there to talk to. It made things a whole lot easier. It made the whole thing less scary knowing she could rely on him. Before long, she stood up and started to rant, like she always did when she was nervous or tense.

"I can't believe…I mean it figures this would happen to me. I can't bloody tell Draco, can I? He'll just…." She began, then shaking her head. "I can't tell Harry, he'll never understand and then she would tell Ron. Oh Ron! He can't know; he'll kill me. Besides, Harry's getting ready for the war and he'll want to stay home to protect me. I have to tell Draco then, whether he hates me or not. He's the father after all; he has a right to decide if he wants to be a part of this."

She saw Blaise shake his head. What did he know? He was hiding something and she wasn't in the mood.

"Blaise?" She asked, moving over to him.

"Ginny," He said before pausing, trying to word it just right. "Draco and I are going to try to throw the war." Seeing she didn't quite understand he continued. "We've joined the Order. Me, because it's the right thing, and Draco because of that and his mother."

At this Ginny nodded. Draco was always close to his mother and protected her as much as he could against Lucius and other members of the Dark Lord's regime. He loved her dearly, and she him, but they were separated by the cold heart of his father, who yearned for Draco to become a Death Eater.

"Gin, you can't tell him, he won't be able to go through with it with that on his mind. He'll just want to grab you and Narcissa and run, and that's if he even believes you. It might even push him the other way if he thinks it'll be safer for the baby to stay with the Dark Lord."

Ginny nodded again. She wouldn't put the whole world at risk because she needed clarity and for somebody to understand, and she definitely wouldn't want Draco to be a Death Eater just because of her and their baby. Then, she couldn't stay here for long, they'll all suspect.

"And if Lucius finds out that Draco has slept with you, all three of you could be murdered." He added glumly.

"I have to run away." She stated sadly.

Blaise looked at her with a pained look on his face. They both knew it; she had just said it aloud. Where would she go? She had to disappear in a way that meant they wouldn't be worried and come look for her, but so they would forget about her. At least until the war is over. She would need supplies too, and a doctor, obviously. She looked up when Blaise started talking.

"I know a few people in northern England that are trying to stay out of the war, and live in a small manor that would help you out. I'm sure they would let you stay there, given the situation." He spoke, gesturing to her stomach.

Ginny smiled. That would be great. She could help them clean the house in exchange for room and board or something. She had to stay out of the war, and the Burrow would be a main target. If she ran away during the war, no doubt Death Eaters would look for her.

After an hour or so, they had all of the details worked out. She would start distancing herself from Harry emotionally and begin packing within the next month. She had to leave before she began getting heavier, or people would notice. She asked again and again why she even had to leave, but Blaise repeated the same question. For Harry, Draco, and the others to do what they had to do, they couldn't know about the baby and if Lucius found out, the results would be deadly.

He offered to tell her what the gender was but she refused. She didn't want to know until it was time. It was settled, she would runaway in a month. During that time she would pick fights with everyone, making them hate her, that way they wouldn't care if she left. Ginny would have to act fast so she could leave on time and be really dramatic, blowing everything out of proportion. She had to make it seem like she didn't care. She had to be a bitch to everyone she loved to save them and her baby; her family, friends, and the two she held dearest.