A/N: Here's Chapter 7! My writer's block is GONE! Yippie! *does a little dance* Well, enough jabbering. here it is!

Disclaimer: Same old stuff.. .don't own them. well, except Joana...

Chapter 7: Not Without Consequence

It has been over a month since my encounter with Draco, and he has been doting and wonderful. He hasn't pushed me to sleep with him again, because I think he sensed my discomfort with him for a few days afterwards.

"Jo? Hello? Earth to Jo?" I looked at Hermione who had interrupted my thoughts

"Sorry. I was off in another world."

"Obviously."

"What's up?"

"You just missed everything I said?"

"Yeah."

"Geez, see if I pour out my soul to you again."

"Oh, Mione, I'm sorry. I've just got a lot on my mind."

"Tell me about it."

"What's wrong, Mione?"

Hermione sighed. "It's Ron. I really like him a lot."

"Ok, so what's bad about that?"

"Well, I don't think he likes me the same way I like him."

"Oh, come on, Mione! He likes you so much! You see the way he looks at you! And he can barely keep his hands off you!"

"That's the problem. I think he's just in our relationship for the physical aspect of it. He is always wanting to make out, and never wanting to talk. I think he doesn't like me very much at all."

"Come on. He DOES like you. If you're so worried why don't you just sit down and talk with him. Force him to talk. Don't let him kiss you until you talk. And, if for some reason, he really doesn't like you the same way you like him, break it off now, before you become too attached. It's only been a month or so."

"Ok, I guess." She sighed. Then she looked at me closely. "Jo, what's wrong? You look like you have the world on your shoulders or something."

"Oh, it's nothing."

"That's bull, and you know it. Come on. Tell me."

"I really don't want to talk about it right now."

Hermione stood up, wand in hand, pointed towards the door and mumbled some quiet words. "You aren't going anywhere until you tell me what's bothering you."

I sighed. How could I tell Hermione about what happened with Draco a month ago? She would lecture me and possibly say something to Pomfrey. How could I tell her that I thought that I just might be carrying Draco's child. She would go absolutely crazy. "You'll totally freak out."

"I will not. Now tell me."

"Only if you promise not to tell another soul."

"Ok, I promise."

I took in a deep breath. Here goes nothing. "Well, about a month ago, I lost my virginity."

"So, what's so bad about that?"

"Well, when we slept together, Draco and I, we, um, well, we, um, didntuseanyprotection."

"What?"

"We didn't use any protection."

"WHAT?!?! Are you STUPID?!?!?!"

"Stop yelling. No, I'm not stupid. We just hadn't planned on letting things get that far. It just happened, and we didn't think about that."

"Did you feel anything weird later on?"

"Well, yes. I felt a little flutter in my stomach later that evening."

Hermione gasped. "You don't think...?"

"Yes, I do."

"We have to get you to Pomfrey now! If you're pregnant you need special care!"

"No, not yet."

"Joana Alexia Amatoria! You need to get to the hospital wing NOW!"

"NO!"

A knock came at the door. "Is everything ok in there?" Harry asked.

"Yes," Hermione and I said at the same time.

"Ok, then. Joey, Draco's here to see you."

Hermione looked at me. "You need to tell him."

"I will, just not yet."

"If you don't tell him by the weekend, I'm going to make you tell him."

"Fine."

"Fine."

"Let me out."

Hermione waved her wand, and I walked over to the door, opened it, and slammed it shut.

Harry looked at me, concerned. "You ok, sweetie?"

"Yeah. I'm fine."

"You sure?"

"Yup."

"Ok, well if you're sure."

"I am."

"Well, have fun with Draco." He gave me a hug and a peck on the cheek.

"I will." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I could instantly tell that something was wrong as Joana walked out of the portrait hole. Her entire body was tense and I could almost see fear in her features. I ran up to her and embraced her. "Baby, what's wrong?"

She tensed up. "Nothing, I'm fine."

I could tell she was lying. Something was obviously very wrong. The Joana I knew and loved wouldn't lie to me. I was going to find out what was wrong, and I wouldn't do anything else until I did. "That's bull."

"Funny, Hermione said the same thing, but Harry seemed to believe it."

"That's because Harry's exhausting himself and the rest of the Gryffindor Quidditch team with practice four times every single day. He's too tired to notice how upset you really are."

"Yeah, sure."

I took her face in my hands and looked deep into her eyes. "I want you to tell me that you're fine and that nothing's wrong while looking me in the eyes."

She closed her eyes. "I can't," she whispered.

"We're going for a walk. I want you to tell me what's going on, and we aren't going to do anything until you tell me. I don't care if we have to sit in the tower for years. You are going to tell me what's wrong. It's not healthy for you to keep things bottled up like this."

"I can't tell you, Dray."

"Yes you can." It was absolutely killing me to see her like this. I loved her too much to see her in this kind of pain.

"I could tell you, but then you'd walk away from me and never come back."

Oh, God. She's cheated on me with Harry. "Tell me."

She tore her face away from me. "Draco, this is the hardest thing in the world for me to tell you. Do you remember what we did a month ago?"

Here it comes. "Yes."

"Well, do you remember what we didn't use?"

Ok, now I'm confused. What is she talking about? Oh, my God. We didn't use any protection. "Protection," I whispered.

"Right."

"So, you're...?"

"I'm not sure, but I think I am."

I let out a small sigh of relief. Thank God she didn't cheat on me.