-1'Ginny ... wake up' Hermione shook her gently, rubbing her arms gently. Ginny slowly opened her eyes; she put her hand to her forehead and block out the sun. Squinting to see who was waking her from her dreams, he saw a brief outline of a slim face with brown bushy hair. Sitting up slowly, she felt a sudden pain in her stomach, clutching it she put her hand to her mouth, she felt something building in her chest, making her heave slightly. She coughed into her hand. Ginny looked up at Hermione, rubbing her forehead gently she sighed and pulled her covers off and stood by the bed, reaching for her black strapped dress, she felt dizzy.

'Ginny ... are you all right?' Hermione asked, with a sad smile she walked towards her and held onto her arm tightly. Hermione's touch seemed to bring her back around to reality, she blinked a few times, shaking her head; she felt her brain wake up and her mind begin to work again.

'yeah ... I'm fine' Ginny said, taking off her night dress and putting it on the bed, she unzipped the black dress and stepped into it, pulling it up and putting her arms through the straps. Hermione helped her zip it up, with a concerned smile.

'Ginny ... you can tell me if something's on your mind' Ginny shook her head, she felt a little nauseous. She sighed loudly; turning to Hermione with a fake smile, she tilted her head.

'Hermione ... I'm fine' she repeated, she smiled again and when Hermione turned around, it faded and she hit herself on the head lightly; oh great, this is just what you need, she told herself and with a groan she stepped into her black pointed shoes and she followed Hermione to the common room when Harry and Ron were waiting. Hermione was wearing a black shirt and a white v-neck shirt with a heart necklace hanging around her neck. Ginny followed reluctantly, when they reached the common room, Hermione ran straight into Ron's arms, picking up her legs from the floor Ron swung her around as they giggled; Harry and Ginny stood stubbornly besides each other, not saying a word to each other, they didn't even look at each other. Harry rolled has eyes as he heard the noises of Ron and Hermione kissing, Harry cleared his throat loudly, the noises stopped.

Ron and Hermione came running into the his view with big grins. Hermione's smile was a beautiful sight; but Harry couldn't fight the angst and anger towards couples at the moment; Ginny had betrayed him and that was enough to put him off love, marriage or anything of the like for the rest of his life. Ron and Hermione had been dating for six months, it was beginning to irritate him more and more by day, plus having see Ginny everyday with her smug grin, Harry could list a million things he'd rather be doing right now: picking flowers with Malfoy, feeling Hagrid's magical creatures everyday day without any protective gear, cleaning Snape's storage cupboards.

'... Harry? Are you still alive?' Ron said with a smile, Harry glared unintentionally.

'Are you done eating face yet?' Harry asked irritably. Ron grinned and squeezed Harry's cheek gently and a made a sound which would excite a baby. Harry started blankly. 'Don't do that' he said bleakly.

'Chill out Harry ... it's nearly Christmas! We're going home' Harry rolled his eyes; two weeks with Ginny in the same house, what more could we wish for? Harry nodded slowly and they began to walk past the excited first years, and past the groups of people blocking the portrait hole. Harry sighed and pushed his way through, desperate to get away from Ginny he pushed them roughly. They moved from the portrait hole and Harry, Ron and Hermione walked towards through the hole and to the Seventh Floor they walked in silence; Ron and Hermione exchanged loving looks occasionally followed by a giggle. Ginny walked faster, trying to keep up with Harry she wanted to explain; but Harry wouldn't listen; it had been a week since Dean had kissed and Harry was not ready to listen explanations.

The walk to the Great hall was unpleasant; Harry's anger and hurt were still pleasant, he hadn't eat properly since it happened, they walked to the Gryffindor table and with a loud groan Harry sat down and looked at a Goblet, glowing whenever a ghost was near, the reflection turned a dusky grey colour.

'Harry' Ginny said quietly, she sat besides him and looked into his eyes; he looked at her, he couldn't bare to even look at her, all he could was Dean holding her and touching her.

'What' Harry snapped, his anger was obvious, he couldn't hide it; she betrayed him and after everything he gave her: his life, his love, his virginity and everything he could. He looked into her eyes and felt the pain grow; turning away from her, he sipped his juice.

'Harry ... why won't you let me explain ... I'm begging you' Harry looked at her and raised his eyebrows, putting his Goblet down onto the table he looked at intently for the first time since the break up. 'Please?'

Harry raised his eyebrows slightly more, he turned to face her; whenever he looked at her could see him, he could see the kiss replayed in his head.

'I'm listening' Harry said apathetically, looking at her intently. His eyes didn't leave hers. He wanted to hear her explanation. He hadn't spoken to her since they'd broken up. He could still see him whenever he looked at her. Maybe he had walked in at the wrong time, maybe he did come onto her but it doesn't change what Harry saw. She was kissing him, that was bad enough. But he didn't want to talk to her at all, it just hurt, knowing what she'd done hurt him deeper than he'd thought.

'I know you don't want to believe me, I know you probably hate me but I swear to God it wasn't what I wanted. I love you, I wouldn't have ... given you what I did if I didn't. You've ignored me for two weeks. I don't know how to get through to you. I've explained but you ...' she put her hand to her mouth slightly, she could feel her stomach begin to turn and she could taste vomit in her, she lowered her hand again. 'You don't understand'

'Oh I understand perfectly' Harry began 'but I just can't get over that you-' she vomited over his shirt, it ran his chest and to his trousers waist band, he could feel it running down his body. He looked at her with a look of slight disgust. It sank through his shirt and he could feel the wet vomit on his collarbone and abdomen. 'Thanks Ginny, you could have just said you hated me' Harry snapped, getting up and walking out of the Great Hall, the liquid form of the vomit was travelling towards his pants and slipping down to his groin. He shuddered, walking faster. Ron got up and followed him quickly, leaving Hermione with Ginny.

Hermione looked over to Ginny and slid closer, she recognised the signs and she knew what was probably wrong. She put her hand on her shoulder and smiled weakly, she didn't know what to word her concern without sounding rude.

'Ginny, have you and Harry ... had unprotected sex recently?' Hermione said quietly, she didn't want anybody else to hear them, she looked at him and her eyes began to fill slowly. She nodded slowly.

'Yes ...'

'When?' Hermione said even quieter, this sounded bad. Very bad, she had all the signs and this had just practically confirmed it.

'Two weeks ago'

'Have you thought that, maybe you could be pregnant?' Hermione said with a sad smile. She knew how hard it was for Ginny right now, but if she was pregnant then it would be a lot worse. Ginny looked at her and shrugged.

'I'm a week late ... but that doesn't mean ... does it?' Hermione looked down at the table, this was bad. She took Ginny's hand and she led her to the Gryffindor common room, they walked in silence and ignored everybody else. Ginny felt incredibly nauseous throughout the short walk. Maybe she was pregnant. It all fit in, but she didn't want a baby. Harry didn't even want to be friends, how would he take it?

Hermione led them to the girls' dorm and closed the doors quickly when they arrived, walking to her trunk nervously she opened the lid and pulled out four pregnancy tests. She put them on her bed and Ginny looked down at them and raised an eyebrow.

'why do you have these?'

'You never know ... we've been talking about it but we agreed that we'd wait' Hermione smiled weakly up at Ginny and stood to her full height, Ginny had never seen Hermione like this before. She showed real commitment, she showed everything she'd always wanted from Harry; she could have had it from Harry, but Dean had to screw everything up.

'Should I do all of them?' Ginny asked in a quiet nervous voice. She picked them up slowly and looked at them, she'd never used one before. She never wanted any of this to happen, she just wanted a quiet life with Harry and then to settle down. But it was all turned upside down.

'Do one first, and if it says ... you're pregnant do another one. But if they all say the same thing ... I'll be here for you' Hermione smiled at her and pat her arm gently. Looking into her eyes she smiled slightly. Harry didn't know, she couldn't and wouldn't blame him. But if she was pregnant and Harry still didn't change his ways, she would have to do something. This was hard enough without him. 'We should do it now, get it over and done with' Ginny looked at Hermione with a sad expression. Looking down at the pregnancy tests on the bed it suddenly hit her. She could be pregnant, with a baby. She was sixteen. Did she really want this? What would happen if she was pregnant? She'd have to keep to, what if Harry didn't want anything to do with it? She's had to raise it alone and she couldn't face that.