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Ginny heaved one more time, a messy prayer to the porcelain god, before sitting back on her heels. She was going to kill him! He was going to die a slow and horrific death! Maybe she would string him up by his toes in the dungeon and force him to view naked pictures of Professor Trelawney! Stupid git!
About three months ago, Ginny had gone to a new bar opening in Diagon Alley with some of her colleagues from work. She worked on the 4th floor-spell damage- at St. Mungos, and they all decided it would be a wonderful diversion from work. So she had gone out with them and of course did what most everyone did at a bar: got completely drunk off her arse!
She woke up the morning after, with bloody friggin Draco Malfoy next to her in a cheap motel outside of the Leaky Cauldron. He had looked at her in complete shock as she jumped out of the bed. She then gathered her things and bolted like she was being chased by a dragon that had just been told that he would be made into a new line of clothing.
Indeed, Draco Malfoy played a big part of the fight against Voldemort, but he still didn't like the Weasleys, and the dislike had always been reciprocated. Apparently though, they had done some activities that were never high on her priority list of 'things to do to Malfoy'. Which brings her back to her present problem: she was pregnant with his child.
She rinsed a cloth with cold water and put it to her forehead.
She had been throwing up for about a week or so, and she thought it was only a minor case of the flu, and took some time off work. When Hermione came over and insisted she see someone about it, she found out she was going to be a mother. And then she promptly fainted. When she woke, she discovered that fainting was not uncommon in up-the-duff women. This made the entire thing more horrible as Ginny had never liked feeling vulnerable.
After washing her mouth out, she then proceeded to give herself a pep talk. Today she was going to tell Malfoy. He didn't have to be a part of the child's life, but he at least deserved to know. After all, it takes two to have great, albeit mostly vague sex.
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Draco Malfoy worked for-and a drum roll here-his father. Ginny stood in the lift and tried to gain her composure. This couldn't be that hard. She was just going to walk into her nemeses' office and tell him he is a soon to be father, no problem...
NOT! She was about to have a panic attack.
Before she could change her mind though, she quickly walked onto the floor where the executives offices at Malfoy, Inc., where Draco was the new vice president. She asked where she could find him, and was directed a door at the end of the hallway with his name on the front, chiseled into a golden plate.
She took another deep breath, and turned the knob of the door. Inside there was a few more doors, a waiting area, and a desk for his secretary. She took four determined strides to the elderly lady's desk and cleared her throat.
The woman had brown hair that had alot of gray mixed in. She looked up at Ginny with sharp, intelligent blue eyes that quickly appraised her. "What can I do for you?" Ginny was surprised to find warmth in the woman's voice.
"Yes, um, I need to speak with Draco Malfoy, please," she said giving the secretary her most winning smile.
"I will see if he is available." She got up and went to knock on another door behind her. After sticking her head inside, she returned to the desk. "Go on in," she said, sitting herself down once more.
Ginny nodded and smiled one more time before approaching the door. Pushing it open, she walked in and closed it behind her. He was bent over his desk, a quill in hand, writing furiously. His slightly long blond hair brushed the side of his high cheekbone, and he sometimes absently pushed at it. He hadn't even looked up yet.
She walked to his desk and sat down in one of the chairs for guests. Once again, she cleared her throat. That seemed to get his attention, and he looked up at her.
He held the same expression of shock as before, only this time though, his silver eyes that were usually cold, held warmth.
"Hello, Draco," she said. That seemed to break him from his trance, and he slightly shook his head.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, sounding a lot like the old Malfoy she was used to.
"Well, I thought you would like to know that you will be a father in about six months," she said looking him directly in his eyes.
His mouth opened in shock, his eyes slightly bugging out. "You're joking right?" he asked, with an expression that clearly said he hoped to Merlin she was.
She grinned, somewhat evilly; after all it was mostly his fault for her being in her current position. "Why, Draco darling, I do believe I am completely serious. Having one's head practically sleeping on the toilet the passed week, I decided to see a Healer; with a little encouragement. The Healer then told me that I wasn't suffering from the flu, but I was 100 pregnant, and it is your entire fault!"
Her rant seemed to wake him up some, for he quit gaping and started glaring at her. "My fault? I can't even remember the night in question. How the hell should I know if it is mine or not?"
Ginny felt as if she had been slapped. She narrowed her eyes, a clear indication that her temper was starting to show through. "I hope you are not suggesting that I go around sleeping with people like some kind of scarlet woman!!"
Malfoy sneered coldly, "I don't interest myself with those below me. How should I know what sort of filth you…converse with?"
Ginny snorted indignantly shooting up from her chair. "You are calling me a slag, you good for nothing ferret! I have you know you are the first person I have slept with for a year! This is your child I have in me, you can either be a part of that or you can go shove your head up your arse!" She shouted at him.
Having enough, she spun on her heel and slammed out of his office.
A/N: That is all for now. I hope you liked it. Please leave a review so I can have some feedback to know what I need to improve on, or what works, thanks!