Hello yall! Er…sorry for the long, long, very long wait. But I have a new chapter. Yippee skippee! This one is all in the past and no interruptions. The ending is a bit iffy but I think it is okay…so thanks for the patience and please read.
A Search for a Mother
By: Fate's Angel
Chapter 8: Discovery
*Past*
Draco awoke with the blazing sun in his eyes. He immediately closed his eyes and put his head back on the sweaty pillow. He tried to get comfortable and go back to sleep when he felt a warm body bump into his. Draco jerked up. The sheet covering his lean naked waist fell off. 'Wait…I'm naked…' he thought idly.
Draco didn't think this was an unusual situation. Numerous times he woke up in somebody's bed. But this time it was different. He never ever slept with a red head. Well, he couldn't really remember who he slept with. But from last night he didn't remember going some where with a red head. Except…
The blonde's thought process went to a sudden halt. He threw the covers off the other occupant of the bed. It revealed to be Ginny Weasley.
"Oh crap," Draco hissed.
Ginny murmured then turned away from revealing her nice back side. Draco craned his neck to get a better view. All of the sudden he landed on the floor.
"Draco," Ginny hissed dangerously, "What did we do last night?"
The Slytherin boy glared at her, "Well, isn't it obvious, we shagged each other."
Ginny growled and pushed herself off of Draco. She wrapped the thin sheet around her small figure and paced the room. Draco, trying to have some decency, found his stray boxers and pulled them on.
"Draco," the pacing red head started slowly, "Do you remember what happened last night?"
"Well, from our present situation, I could say we shagged each other," Draco replied.
"No, no, not that. Do you remember any protection spells or anything?" Ginny edged on.
Draco gulped, "Uh...no…"
Ginny, looking crestfallen collapsed on her to her knees. "We are screwed, Draco."
"You don't think I know that," Draco snapped.
Ginny glared angrily at the blonde boy. She hurriedly put on her clothes not caring about the occupant in the room, watching her intently.
"I'll see you in class," was Ginny's curt reply was and she stomped out of the room.
Draco sighed and fell back on the bed. After a while he noticed something very peculiar about the bed. "We shagged on Blaise's bed," he sighed.
~2 Months Later~
A very sleepy red head awoke to her screeching alarm clock. Haphazardly, she walked around searching for her clothes. Ginny gathered her essentials then headed to the bathroom. She started putting on her undergarments and then her skirt and dress shirt.
Suddenly, she felt this pull on her stomach. Ginny groaned. She took baby steps to the toilet, and barely made it in time before she vomited the contents of her stomach into the toilet bowl.
Somebody pulled her long hair back and held it while she was trying to make the feeling go away. "Are you done?" he said.
She nodded and made a final spit into the bowl. Ginny leaned back into Draco's tall frame. "Draco, I feel like crap," she muttered miserably.
"You always do, but come on, please get dressed," Draco asked, while helping the poor red head up, "Also, make sure you brush your teeth."
"Draco," Ginny rasped.
"Yes."
"Shut up."
After Ginny refreshed her self ,they made their presence known to their peers. Yet they kept a very dangerous secret.
~3 Months Later~
Ginny was very worried about her friend Blaise. He hadn't shown up since New Years Day. With all of the worry and anxiety piled on Ginny's shoulders she looked paler and paler by the day. One day, she let it all out.
Hermione Granger was reading quietly in her second home, the library, flipping through the pages of her favorite book, The History of Hogwarts. All of a sudden, she was tackled by a sobbing red head.
"Ginny!" Hermione shrieked, then she looked around hoping nobody heard her outburst.
"Hermione," Ginny sobbed, "it's so horrible!"
"What is?" the bushy haired girl asked.
Ginny quieted, "Well…something happened…"
"Like what?" Hermione questioned.
"I'm…I'm…," the red head trailed off.
"What is it, Ginny? It couldn't be that bad…I mean it isn't like you're pregnant or anything," Hermione joked, but at once became sober when Ginny's face crumbled.
"Oh, Ginny…how did this happen?" Hermione soothed.
"New Year's Eve," Ginny gulped, "Me and…"
"Who? Who?" Hermione asked desperately.
"Draco Malfoy."
"Merlin!"
~*~*~*~*
Ginny was walking down the hallway almost regretting telling Hermione. She knew that she wouldn't tell Ron but then there was Harry…
She was suddenly pulled into an empty classroom. "Why did you tell Hermione?" he asked.
It took a while for Ginny to get her bearing straight. The sudden motion made the room spin uncontrollable. A pair of hands steadied her, she was met with a cool gaze from Draco.
"You told her, didn't you," Draco interrogated.
"Yes, but how did you know?" Ginny asked.
"Walls have ears," the blonde boy replied cryptically, "Anyway, you know that Granger will tell Potter and your brother."
"Yes, yes, I know but I needed to get it off my chest. It was terrible having all this anxiety on my shoulders," Ginny explained almost at the brink of tears.
"It's okay, lets just hope that Granger doesn't tell your brother, or I'll be dead," Draco said.
"Uh…Draco…I'm starting to show…" Ginny trailed hoping he would have a solution.
Draco sighed, "There is one solution Ginny…tell my mum."
Gah! That was weird. Okay, the next chapter should be up soon…very, very soon. So, please review. And Happy Thanksgiving.