I sent a letter with my owl, Jewl, to mum and dad, telling them of what had happened. They came to the school the next day. As I had predicted, they were not pleased, at all .

Snape came to get Draco and I, and took us up to Dumbledore's office, where mum and dad were waiting for us. Mum looked disappointed, and dad looked extremely angry. He went off on Draco the moment he stepped foot in the room.

"What is wrong with you? Getting a girl pregnant? How stupid can you get?"

My mum didn't know what to think, as she hadn't said anything yet.

Draco scowled, "Well at least I didn't get pregnant or anything." He threw a glance in my direction, and I scowled. There had been a reason that Kate confided her pregnancy in me, and why I was so upset that he'd go and get someone pregnant. I myself had gotten pregnant last year, and the only reason I was in school now and not taking care of a baby is because I had a miscarriage. It was a result of the one and only time I'd shagged someone (I wasn't sure who; I was drunk off my arse), and had taught me to grow up and be responsible fast. My brother didn't learn that lesson though, and thought it perfectly fine to go around shagging anyone and everyone he felt like.

"She learned her lesson Draco," mum snapped.

She was touchy about that subject, and wasn't pleased that Draco would bring it up. Probably because of what had caused my miscarriage. Her eyes glanced to my father and away quickly. We have a great many secrets in my family. No one knew that I was pregnant though, not even me. I had done something to displease father, and his method of punishment caused me to have a miscarriage. I'm pretty sure he wanted to punish me some more after that, but my mum wouldn't have it.

She was more upset than I was at the loss of the unborn child. I don't think it was so much she wanted me to have a baby when I was sixteen, it was the fact that she herself had a miscarriage when Draco and I were three. That's also why father didn't push all the reasons for why I should be punished. He did, however, tell all the rest of the death eaters what had happened, including the Dark Lord himself. I don't think he really cared, but he always wanted to know what was going on in the lives of his death eaters. Draco glared at me, and my restraint broke.

"Quit glaring at me Draco. I told you before we started school what I thought about the things you do, and I had Katrina promise me years ago that she wouldn't have anything to do with you. It appears that neither of you listened to me, and I told you that I'd tell mum and dad, so don't get all mad at me because I was right."

Mum came to stand by me, apparently thinking that I might break down because of the loss of my baby. My father glanced at me in surprise, and it looked like he wanted to say something, but changed his mind, abruptly turning towards my brother.

"You're going to have to take care of this Draco. Your mother and I don't know if her parents want you to marry her or not, but if they do, you won't argue. If they don't, then you are still required to support her."

Draco glowered, but dared not question our father's authority.