Ginny closed her eyes and tried to think.  It had been a week since she had realized that she was pregnant; a week full of sickness and headaches, only half of which were caused directly by her pregnancy.  She had thought she was done with Draco, that she would never had to see him again.  It was NOT a welcomed surprise that part of Malfoy was actually living in her.  Harry had been completely mystified when he showed up after Quidditch practice and given Ginny a hug and Ginny had dissolved into tears, only telling him that some memories of Malfoy were getting to her.  He had been wonderfully supportive of her.  When she wasn't in Harry's embrace this last week, she was in the library, looking up anything that could cause someone to miscarry.  She knew she had heard something about a potion with that kind of side effect somewhere, even recently, but where was it?

            'Blasted Malfoy!' she thought for what must have been the 100th time that day, 'How could he not know that I would get pregnant if I didn't have birth control potion in me?  Men can take some too! Why didn't he have any to prevent me from getting pregnant?  Didn't anyone ever tell him about the birds and the bees?'  Yet no matter how much she rehashed the situation and how things could have gone differently, one truth remained.  She was pregnant, with Malfoy's baby, and she desperately needed a way to get rid of it.

            "You're here again?" Hermione said as she sat down next to Ginny with a particularly heavy volume called, Not so Fantastic Beast and Where They Live so You Can Avoid Them By: Missy Limbs.

            "Yes," Ginny said with a sigh.  She didn't see why Hermione was asking.  It was Sunday night so it wasn't odd at all that the Library was practically packed with students who were scrambling to finish essays that were due Monday morning. 

            "Isn't that charms essay you were working on due soon?"

            "Er—yes," Ginny said.  At first, she had been searching through the charms section, thinking that there might be a charm to make her miscarry, but after searching through most of the books in the charms section, she had moved onto potions.  "I have a potions essay due in a few weeks now that I thought I'd get a head start on."

            "That's a wonderful idea Ginny," Hermione said before returning to her book.

            Ginny didn't ever think she could be so sick of books but she was coming close.  After searching for a week to no avail, she was beginning to wonder if there was anything that could help her.  'There has to be a potion,' she told herself, 'There just has to be!'  

            "Arg, I'm going to look for another text," Ginny announced standing and leaving her bag on the table.

"Uh huh," Hermione said without looking up.

~

            Draco walked into the library.  He wasn't overly fond of reading but he had a major transfiguration assignment due the next day and he needed the resources and silence the Library provided.  He sighed impatiently.  Apparently, he wasn't the only one who had the idea to study for Monday classes.  The library was packed; there wasn't an empty table left, most had three or more students at them.  The only table with only one person at it was the one where Granger was, and yes, those were Ginny Weasley's things sitting by her.  He smirked in a truly Malfoy fashion; if Ginny went running to her brothers he could feign innocence. The students were encouraged to ask the prefects for help on their homework.  If he sat down and asked Granger for help and Ginny just happened to be sitting on the same table, he could hardly be blamed for their encounter.

~

            "Go away Malfoy," Hermione said when she saw him approach.

            "I just want help on my homework.  Besides, all the tables are full.  I've a right to sit here if I like."

            "Go away."

            Draco pretended not to hear her when he sat down.

            "What, are you deaf and stupid?  I said go away!"

            "No, you have to help me Ms. Head Girl."  Hermione couldn't recall a time yet when she had hated being Head Girl, but she did now.  Scowling, she sat down and motioned for Draco to move to sit next to her and kiddy-corner from the seat where Ginny would soon be sitting.

~

            She had grabbed every book she got her hand on that looked like it might have a few dark potions to help her get rid of Malfoy's brat.  Her books were piled higher than her head, so she trusted herself to remember that her table was just past the third bookshelf.  She set her books down with a groan and plopped down in her chair.

            "Why hello Miss. Weasley.  Has that Confundus Charm worn off yet?"  Ginny heard a cold voice draw.

            'NO!' she thought. 'NO NO NO NO NO!'

            "A Confundus Charm that never existed can't very well wear off," Ginny replied curtly.

            "I see it hasn't," Draco replied.

            Ginny didn't feel like being chased away from her table so she sat down and began flipping through the first heavy volume of potion books, turning each crisp page pointedly, and tried to ignore Draco's voice talking to Hermione while she replied in as few words as possible.  She was just through the second book and beginning to seriously worry about the lack of a potion to help her when she felt what was distinctly a foot running up her leg and under her robes, and she had a good idea whose foot that was.  With a start, she stood and grabbed her bag to go, disrupting the books on the table, which caused Hermione's inkbottle to spill.

            "Are you okay Ginny?"  Hermione asked distractedly as she waved her wand over the ink stains that disappeared immediately.

            "I—er—just remembered, me and Harry were supposed to uh—go on a walk."

            "Are you quite sure you're okay?" Draco asked, placing a hand on her arm in mock concern.

            "Yes!" Ginny said, yanking her arm back like Draco's touch had set her skin afire.  She turned to flee as quickly as possible, but her bag got stuck on one of the chairs and broke, spilling quills, books, ink bottles, and sending a few makeshift scrolls rolling.

            "Oh let me help!" Hermione said and preformed the same spell that she had performed on herself on Ginny's books.

            Ginny bent down and started to gather her books.  A pair of dragon hide boots appeared in front of her and stepped on the scroll Ginny usually took potions notes on.  She went to yank the scroll from under what was unmistakably Draco's foot, but in her attempts, the scroll ripped, unrolling partway along the tear.  Something caught Ginny's eye and they widened in joyous shock, 'THE VIR POTION!  Of course!  Snape mentioned it just a bit ago!'  Ginny thought excitedly.

            "Move your foot Draco!" she said aloud.

            "Oh I'm sorry Miss Weasley.  I didn't realize I was stepping on something of yours."

            "Just move!" she hissed.  Draco moved his toe up to allow her to fetch the scroll.  She grabbed it, and, ignoring Hermione calling after her, ran all the way back to Gryffindor Tower.

~

Draco smiled watching her go.  Yes, she was with Potter now, but she still remembered him, and if he couldn't have her devotedly back in his arms, then he would have her frightened of him.  At least now, she was still responding to him, and if he was going to be tortured by memories of the games she played, she could very well be tortured by what he was doing now.

~

            "Ginny!" Harry greeted her, jumping up to give her a hug.

            "Hi Harry," Ginny said a little breathless.

            "You okay Gin?" Ron asked.

            "Yes, yes I'm fine," she countered.  She didn't feel like cuddling down on the couches; what she really wanted was to get to her room and read about the potion.  "I'm just tired.  I think I'll go to bed."  She said dashing up the girls' staircase.

"She looked a little too energized to be tired," Harry said in concern when he sat down next to Ron.

Ron just shrugged, "It's Ginny; I wouldn't worry at all.  You know how she is.  She's probably mad at you for something you didn't do and at the same time mad at you for doing that thing she's mad at you for not doing.  It'll blow over."  Harry sat down on the couch.  She had been acting so strange lately.  One moment she was laughing as if there wasn't a care in the world and the next she was sobbing.  Harry shrugged too.  Girls!

Once Ginny was in the confines of her dormitory with the curtains drawn closed around her four-post bed, she unrolled the scroll to look at her notes. 

Vir Potion Key Ingredients:

    Frog Spleen

    Snails

    Puppy dog tails

    Erumpent Horn

Side Effects (girls only)  (all Temporary)

    Lightheadedness

    Temporary loss of judgment

   Hair grows a lot/changes colors

    Miscarriages (1st trimester)

"Eeee!" she cried out in joy when she got to the last side effect.  The others were only temporary. Yet she kept reading to find out what book it was in.

Not carried in Hogwarts Library

"NO!" she cried out in agony and began to cry.  'Stupid pregnancy making me cry at every bump in the road.  It's not that big of deal,' her brain argued, 'Bill will help you.  Bill will understand that you don't want to carry around Malfoy's little brat.  Bill will help!  You can use your next Hogsmeade weekend to send him a letter.  That's in only a few weeks, and it won't take him more than a week to brew that potion; you can have the potion in a month's time!' she told herself.  But once she glanced again at her notes and saw,'(1st trimester)' she started to feel ill again.  She clapped her hand over her mouth and ran to the bathroom.  Bill would never be able to get her the potion in time.   She only had a few weeks until she was into her second trimester. It was while she was bent over the toilet that she realized what her only hope was.  Malfoy.  Draco Malfoy could write to his father and have that potion to her in no time.  She put her head against the cool porcelain and cried.  She hated him.  She hated him more than she hated Voldermort himself.

A/N:  If you'd like to be added to the update notice list, review and leave you e-mail in the review.  This is a new posting of my chapter five because, as my beta pointed out, I somehow managed to upload the uncorrected version.