A/N: This is short, but oh well. Sorry to all of you who didn't like my thickening plot. :) I'm having fun writing such a dark story, maybe because I can dump my problems on someone else. Okay, that DOES NOT mean I'm sixteen and am about to have a baby. I'm thirteen freakin years old!
Chapter 13
"Shh…she'll be fine, calm down, Hermione. I should hope she stops fainting though. It'll be bad for the baby." Harry.
"I hate my father! And I really hate you ever came up with the Imperious Curse! But I also hate Crabbe and Goyle! Ah!" Malfoy.
"Malfoy, shut up! Look, we all feel bad about what happened, but just shut up!" Ron.
I opened my eyes to look around me. Malfoy was sitting on one side of my bed with his head in his hands. Hermione was sitting on the other side. Ron was pacing, and Harry was trying to calm every one down.
"Ginny! You're awake!" Hermione cried.
"Hermione," I whispered. "What did you mean, I'm pregnant?"
"Well…it means you are going to have a baby." I grabbed her robes.
"I'm sixteen and I'm going to have a baby! Urg!" I pushed her away. "What about my scholarship! I need that scholarship!" The full force of the situation sunk into my skin like water into a sponge. "I-I-I'm going to have a baby! Oh what will mom say!" I broke down right there.
Hermione motioned for the boys to leave us alone. "Ginny," she comforted. "Think about it! It's a mixed blessing. You're bringing a whole new life into the world!"
"I feel sorry for it," I spat. "A child conceived out of rape isn't really a good thing. I can't believe he did that to me! And now I have to share a child with him! This is not fair. What have I ever done to him!"
"Ginny, when, uh, he…did you see any men around the Forbidden Forest?"
"Well, yeah. Why?"
"Because we have reason to believe that Malfoy was under the Imperious Curse."
Excuse me? Imperious Curse? Wait, remember the look in his eyes? He was so scared…snap out of it Ginny.
"Yes…" I breathed. "That's why. Hermione, his eyes. His eyes were so scared looking, like if he wasn't really planing to do anything at all! I need to talk to Harry."
"I'll go get him." She gave me a hug and left the room. I lay back on my pillow, and heard the door creak again. Harry walked over to my bed.
"I'm sorry, Harry." I said sadly. "I shouldn't have gone. I was just so mad at you, and I want you to know that I didn't mean for it to happen." He hugged me tight and said, "I know, Gin, I know. What are you going to name it?"
"Harry, I just found out. I haven't had time to think about it. Why?" I looked at him questioningly.
"Oh, I was just wondering. Need any ideas?"
"If anyone is going to decide, it will be Malfoy and I. It's his child, remember." I winced. "Oh, I hate saying that. It's not really how I planned, you know, having a child. It was always 'get married, get a job, have kids'."
"You know, I really didn't want to believe him. Malfoy told us what happened, and he cried. I have never seen him look so freaked out. Hermione and I had to hold Ron back, because he was about to pounce on him. It was all I could do to stop myself from killing him."
"Does Fred know?" Something I didn't want to know.
"Not yet. Dumbledore wants to get your whole family out here, and you and Malfoy will tell them. Either that or Dumbledore will. I think you two should, because you never know what Dumbledore might say. I just hope they listen to the whole story." I shook my head with my eyes filling with tears. "I was talking to Dumbledore the other day. He said there hasn't been a student pregnant in about sixty years."
"Oh, great. Thanks for the encouragement Potter." I said dryly.
"Don't mention it, Weasley. I'll send Malfoy in. You'll want to talk to him." He kissed my forehead and left.
Draco came in about five minutes later looking nervous. He came up to sit in the chair next to me bed. "H-hi Ginny."
"I won't bite, Draco. Why did this happen to us? We're worst enemies."
"I'm sorry about what happened. I really didn't mean to. There were some Death Eaters, friends of my father, and…I swear that I would never have done anything like that. I'm so sorry." His eyes were starting to fill with tears. Just seeing Draco cry made me cry.
He came and sat on my bed, and we held each other and cried. Okay, I cried, but he shook with silent tears. I wiped the back of my hand and said quietly, "I guess we'll have to become best friends. We can't despise each other if we share a child."
He smiled and wiped his face. "Yeah, I guess you're right. When do you get outta here?"
"Maybe, tomorrow. Why?"
"Well, tomorrow's Saturday, and maybe we could go to Hogsmeade or something. Get to know each other." He grinned.
"It's a deal." We shook on it.
Chapter 13
"Shh…she'll be fine, calm down, Hermione. I should hope she stops fainting though. It'll be bad for the baby." Harry.
"I hate my father! And I really hate you ever came up with the Imperious Curse! But I also hate Crabbe and Goyle! Ah!" Malfoy.
"Malfoy, shut up! Look, we all feel bad about what happened, but just shut up!" Ron.
I opened my eyes to look around me. Malfoy was sitting on one side of my bed with his head in his hands. Hermione was sitting on the other side. Ron was pacing, and Harry was trying to calm every one down.
"Ginny! You're awake!" Hermione cried.
"Hermione," I whispered. "What did you mean, I'm pregnant?"
"Well…it means you are going to have a baby." I grabbed her robes.
"I'm sixteen and I'm going to have a baby! Urg!" I pushed her away. "What about my scholarship! I need that scholarship!" The full force of the situation sunk into my skin like water into a sponge. "I-I-I'm going to have a baby! Oh what will mom say!" I broke down right there.
Hermione motioned for the boys to leave us alone. "Ginny," she comforted. "Think about it! It's a mixed blessing. You're bringing a whole new life into the world!"
"I feel sorry for it," I spat. "A child conceived out of rape isn't really a good thing. I can't believe he did that to me! And now I have to share a child with him! This is not fair. What have I ever done to him!"
"Ginny, when, uh, he…did you see any men around the Forbidden Forest?"
"Well, yeah. Why?"
"Because we have reason to believe that Malfoy was under the Imperious Curse."
Excuse me? Imperious Curse? Wait, remember the look in his eyes? He was so scared…snap out of it Ginny.
"Yes…" I breathed. "That's why. Hermione, his eyes. His eyes were so scared looking, like if he wasn't really planing to do anything at all! I need to talk to Harry."
"I'll go get him." She gave me a hug and left the room. I lay back on my pillow, and heard the door creak again. Harry walked over to my bed.
"I'm sorry, Harry." I said sadly. "I shouldn't have gone. I was just so mad at you, and I want you to know that I didn't mean for it to happen." He hugged me tight and said, "I know, Gin, I know. What are you going to name it?"
"Harry, I just found out. I haven't had time to think about it. Why?" I looked at him questioningly.
"Oh, I was just wondering. Need any ideas?"
"If anyone is going to decide, it will be Malfoy and I. It's his child, remember." I winced. "Oh, I hate saying that. It's not really how I planned, you know, having a child. It was always 'get married, get a job, have kids'."
"You know, I really didn't want to believe him. Malfoy told us what happened, and he cried. I have never seen him look so freaked out. Hermione and I had to hold Ron back, because he was about to pounce on him. It was all I could do to stop myself from killing him."
"Does Fred know?" Something I didn't want to know.
"Not yet. Dumbledore wants to get your whole family out here, and you and Malfoy will tell them. Either that or Dumbledore will. I think you two should, because you never know what Dumbledore might say. I just hope they listen to the whole story." I shook my head with my eyes filling with tears. "I was talking to Dumbledore the other day. He said there hasn't been a student pregnant in about sixty years."
"Oh, great. Thanks for the encouragement Potter." I said dryly.
"Don't mention it, Weasley. I'll send Malfoy in. You'll want to talk to him." He kissed my forehead and left.
Draco came in about five minutes later looking nervous. He came up to sit in the chair next to me bed. "H-hi Ginny."
"I won't bite, Draco. Why did this happen to us? We're worst enemies."
"I'm sorry about what happened. I really didn't mean to. There were some Death Eaters, friends of my father, and…I swear that I would never have done anything like that. I'm so sorry." His eyes were starting to fill with tears. Just seeing Draco cry made me cry.
He came and sat on my bed, and we held each other and cried. Okay, I cried, but he shook with silent tears. I wiped the back of my hand and said quietly, "I guess we'll have to become best friends. We can't despise each other if we share a child."
He smiled and wiped his face. "Yeah, I guess you're right. When do you get outta here?"
"Maybe, tomorrow. Why?"
"Well, tomorrow's Saturday, and maybe we could go to Hogsmeade or something. Get to know each other." He grinned.
"It's a deal." We shook on it.