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That's what happened:

"As I said, yes – it is. Congratulations." the girl said wistfully and Ginny doubled back. "Look, no, I don't think we are going to keep…" but was interrupted by the small girl calling to her friends. "She said yes. They ARE engaged. They ARE going to marry!"

On with the story:

Ginny looked at them doubtfully. 'I thought they were going to talk about the baby.' she thought relieved. "Oh what is that?" Blaise pointed to the magazine in her hand. "Oh it was from the last photo-shoot." Ginny threw the magazine at him.

"Wow these pictures are really good." Blaise said looking at Ginny with amazement who blushed a bit. "Let me see. I AM your boyfriend after all and I couldn't see it first?" Draco said shaking his head jokingly. "I am sorry, your highness, will you ever forgive me?" Ginny asked grinning. "Let's see how you can make up for it." Draco laughed.

Then he pulled her into an earth-shattering kiss.

GDGDGD

Ginny arrived at the model agency the next day. They had her to fill out a list and update it. Ginny saw her fellow model-colleagues and nodded at them. They were looking at her with hostile, arrogant expressions only nodding at her, eyeing her up and down. Ginny swallowed uncomfortably. She didn't like the shallow superficiality of the model business.

Sighing she sat down to a girl with long black hair. The girl wrinkled her nose and continued reading a health and fashion magazine. Ginny raised her eyebrows and buried herself behind a lifestyle magazine as well.

She could feel the curious glances of the other models. Ginny didn't know what was wrong with them. Why were they all staring at her? She didn't like it. "Mina, could you come here, please?" the assistant said, ushering the girl next to Ginny into his room. Mina god up gracefully sneered at Ginny and walked back in.

Ginny shook her head and looked at the other models. Most of them were still staring at her. Ginny felt very uncomfortable. To her relief, the hostile silence was broken by a scream.

A man around 28 rushed into the room looking wildly around.

"Maya, what are you doing here?"

"Well, I've got a casting. I told you so!" the blonde model across from Ginny said in an annoyed voice.

"So, you think you can do everything? You know what this job is like!"

"I know what it's like. And I like doing it."

"You like betraying me?"

"Sorry?"

"You like betraying me with all those good-looking male models?" the guy spat.

Maya laughed hollowly.

"Excuse me – what does that have to do with modelling?"

"Kissing somebody. In front of the camera."

"It's part of the job."

"It's part of betraying your man."

"No it is not."

"Of course it is. How do you think I feel?"

"Jealous prick."

"Not true. I don't like other men staring at you."

"They do that – I don't necessarily have to model."

"They would do it even more often."

"What makes you say that?"

"When they see you in magazines or on posters."

Maya snorted.

"Go away. I don't want you to ruin my life."

The assistant was outside now because the screaming had become louder.

"What is going on here?" he called out crossly.

"This man is bothering me." Maya said defiantly pointing a perfectly manicured finger at this guy.

"Outside now." The assistant snarled. The man obeyed with a glare at his girlfriend who shook her head annoyed.

"Miss Weasley. Your turn. Come in please." he said though looking Ginny up and down as well. The other models looked at each other – with a strange expression Ginny couldn't quite place. It was something between superficial shalloweness and… glee?

"Miss Weasley, we had excellent opportunities for you. You proved to be a great model. Always available, always punctual, friendly and… of course beautiful." Ginny smiled at the assistant. "But…" the assistant looked at her up and down. "I think you have gained a bit of weight."

Ginny stared at him wide-eyed in shock. "R… really?" she managed to stutter out. "Yes. quite frankly I think so. We really want to keep you – you are a great asset to us. But only under one circumstance. Lose that weight. So that you are as slim as before." he said and Ginny stared at him.

"I didn't even know that I gained weight." she mumbled. Stupid pregnancy. "Step onto the scales then." the assistant said and Ginny kicked off her shoes, stepping onto the scales. "Oh. My. God. I have gained 3 kilogramms." she said desperately. "That doesn't sound like that much, but since you are a slim person anyway, 3 kilogramms are a lot. Just try to lose them … we will meet up in 2 weeks." the assistant said.

Ginny smiled at him grimly. "You can bet."

And she was determined. She was not going to keep the baby. The pregnancy would not destroy her career.

GDGDGD

It was breakfast, Ginny had pulled her hair back into a ponytail, eagerly awaiting an important letter. Finally a black old owl landed lazily on the Slytherintable. "Very well." Ginny said barely audibly. Pansy raised an eyebrow at her. "What is it?" "An important letter." Ginny said quietly. Draco was probably still in bed… and that was better.

Ginny opened the letter with trembling finger and smiled grimly when she read the reply. All the better. She would skip class then. She quickly scribbled back an answer, gave the owl a treat and the owl took off without a backwards glance.

Ginny sighed. That was not going to be easy.

GDGDGD

"Professor may I take the day off tomorrow?" Ginny asked Dumbledore. "Why, Miss Weasley?" he asked his blue eyes boring into her. "Uh… I can't tell you." Ginny looked onto the floor. "Very well then. You can have the day off. But don't do any things that you might regret later."

Ginny stopped chewing her gum. It was almost as if he knew.

She shook her head. "Of course not!"

Ginny was sure that she would not keep the baby. 'Everything will be back to normal tomorrow. No baby inside me. No questions, no answers. Nobody knows. Just me, Draco and Luna.' Ginny looked at Dumbledore asking herself if he knew as well.

"Good evening, Miss Weasley." Dumbledore said, waving her off.

"Good evening, Professor."

GDGDGD

"Ginny, where are you going my dear?" Draco asked catching up from behind. "Sweetheart." Ginny said happily. She couldn't wait till tomorrow. She was a bit scared, but without the baby – the whole life what change to its advantages.

As if on cue, Draco asked: "How are you feeling? And how are YOU feeling?" he pointed to Ginny's stomach. Ginny shook her head. "Don't talk to IT. It's not as if you will get used to it!" she said defiantly. "Sorry?" Draco was completely thrown. "I will not keep it. I've got the appointment tomorrow." Ginny told him.

Draco gasped at her. "Well Ginny, I don't know about that!" he said hoarsely. "You told me that you would stand by me, whatever my decision, is and now I've decided not to keep it." Ginny said through gritted teeth. "I know I told you that and I still stand by you. But you shouldn't make such a suggestion that easily. You know, it is OUR child in there. And you are killing it." Draco said.

Ginny looked murderously at him. "I am not KILLING a child. This thing is not even a baby yet and it is not even born yet." she said not looking at him. "I don't know if it is the right decision, Ginny. Think about it even longer."

"I have already thought about that. If I need to remove it, it has to be done during 10 days… or it is too late. Believe me, Draco, I have thought about the pros and cons several times and now I just know that it is the best thing to do. Actually, the only thing to do." Ginny said looking Draco deeply into the eyes.

Draco looked at her sadly. "Ginny. You can do whatever you think is better. Just let me tell you one thing. I would have loved to raise the child with you."

GDGDGD

Ginny was not eating breakfast. She had lost her appetite. She had had a very disturbing dream, but couldn't remember it. She had awoken at night, by the force of it. But now she couldn't remember a thing of it.

She was wearing a black cloak and a black coat, with a black hood. Sighing she got up from the Slytherintable. She couldn't eat anything anyway. "Ginny. Be reasonable." Draco said quietly. "Draco no. I was at the model agency. I can't continue with the baby." she said hollowly. "You know how superficial those people are." Draco said crossly.

"Oh thank you very much." Ginny huffed. "I didn't mean you." "Well, what do you WANT then, Draco?" "I want you to keep the child."

"Away." Ginny said and pulled the hood up. She looked devastated. Even her clothes expressed her feelings. It was her last way out.

Draco nodded and turned away. He couldn't bear that sight.

GDGDGD

Ginny crossed the yard to the building, with long slow strides. Self-confident. Self-assured. Determined. The black hood pulled into her face. She knocked at the door 3 times when an elderly witch opened it. "Yes." she snarled. "I'm Ginny Weasley. … I've got an appointment." Ginny said her ´throat tight. "Come in then." the lady said.

Ginny sat down on the bench. "It may take a few minutes. Just wait here." the woman said and Ginny sat down on the hart bench, her heart hammering madly. In spite of herself she picked up a magazine. Not really looking at it, she counted the seconds.

"Miss Weasley." A hard voice said and Ginny looked up. It was an elderly man of about 59. He shook Ginny's hand. "So you have finally made your decision." he said earnestly. Ginny looked at him seriously. "Yes." "Well okay, then. Just be prepared, you will get a narcosis." he said and Ginny nodded. She had been informed by the conversation three weeks ago.

She sat down on the stool, not regretting her decision at all, while the doctor prepared everything.

Suddenly she saw an image – her dream had come back.

Ginny was walking through a tunnel made of stone. It seemed like the dungeons at Hogwarts though it was much darker and colder – and unfamiliar. She knew she had to get out, but she didn't know how. She was completely lost. Just then she saw a bright shining white figure coming closer to her. "Mum." the figure said, opening its arms wide. Ginny smiled happily and ran towards that figure. It was a child with long blonde hair, wearing white brightly shining clothes. She couldn't tell if it was a boy or a girl. "Mum." the voice said again, this time weaker. "Yes, I'm here." Ginny said softly. And then the child turned around – and Ginny screamed. …

It had no eyes.

Ginny looked at the doctor, suddenly wanting to get up and run away. "Sit down, please." the doctor told Ginny who had got up. Ginny, however, remained standing. "Sit down, or the narcosis is going to make you stumble."

"I don't want a narcosis." Ginny said determinedly. "What do you mean? You can't witness all that." the doctor said disbelieving. "I am going to witness whatever I would like to witness. And you know what I'm going to witness? My child's birth. I'm not going to let it be removed. No, I will keep it." and with that she looked at the doctor who smiled for the first time.

"Are you sure?" he asked and Ginny without a doubt nodded happily. "Yes, I will keep it. I want to be its mother." "The best choice you could have made." the doctor smiled happily.

DGDGDG

Ginny arrived and it was almost evening. She saw the Slytherins walk into the Great Hall. Draco among them. He probably hadn't spotted her and Ginny was glad about that. She felt oddly separated from the crowd. There was something in her, that was like a small miracle. She carried a baby. The child of her real love…