Ginny didn't really eat much dinner that night. She kept playing with her food, because she kept having second thoughts about having sex with Draco again. "I really liked it, but I'm too young to be doing this," she thought to herself. "I have to back out of this." She looked around at the Slytherin table, where she saw Draco. "Why does he have to be so cute?" she asked herself.

"I have to go you guys," said Ginny, as she got up from the griffindor table.

"Why? Are you feeling alright?" asked Hermione.

"Yeah I'm fine. It's only a little stomache," said Ginny; she lied. She couldn't tell Hermione that she was secretly going off with Draco Malfoy. So she kept quiet.

She turned around and looked at Draco. When their eyes met, Ginny nodded toward the door, which signaled him to met her outside. Ginny quickly walked out of the great hall, soon fallowed by Draco. "Hey Ginny. Are you ready to do it now?" he asked her.

"Actually Draco. I-a-I don't think we should have sex again."

"Why not. You were the one who asked me to meet you tonight…What's going on?"

"Well, I was thinking, and…we're too young to be doing this. I'm only 15!"

Draco gave her a kinda "what the hell are you talking about?" kinda look.

"I'm really sorry Draco," and with that, Ginny headed upstairs to griffindor tower, leaving Draco behind.

She stepped through the portrait of the fat lady, and plopped down on the couch by the warm fire. As she sat in silence, as she stared into the red flames of the fire, and she knew that she had done the right thing. "What if I had gone with Draco? I could be hurting myself since I'm so young. And what if I got pregnant? That'd be awfull," she said to herself.

Later, the fellow Griffindor's stared entering the common room. "How's it going Gin?" asked Ron.

"Better…I'm feeling much better now, thanks," she replied. "Say, where's Hermione?"

"In the library. She said she's got a lot more homework to do," said Harry.

"That is so like Hermione," said Ron under his breath.

"Well, we'd better get started too. I don't know about you Ginny, but Ron and I have a lot of work to do," said Harry. The two of them took out their books and quills and got to work. Ginny too decided to get some work done, since that's what it looked like everyone else was doing.

Ginny had almost finished, when she got a sharp pain in her lower stomach. "Ouch!" she screamed.

"What is it Ginny? Are you okay?" asked Ron.

"Yeah…yeah I'm fine. It's only a stomache…a really painful stomache. Maybe I should just go to bed. That always helps."

"Alright, 'Night Ginny!" said Harry and Ron.

Ginny walked upstairs, opened the door to her dorm, changed into her pajamas and plopped down on her bed. She went straight asleep; she had a busy day and was exhausted.

"Ginny! Ginny! Come on! Get up! You've got to get to class!" Ginny slowly opened her eyes, to see Hermione staring down at her. "Come on! Get up! You've already missed breakfast!"

Ginny couldn't speak. All she felt was a strong stomache, and a slight dizzy feeling. She leaned over the side of her bed and threw up.

"Ginny! You're sick! We've got to get you to Madam Promphrey."

Ginny put her hand on her stomach and said, "Hermione. I don't think I'm sick."

"What are you talking about? Of course you are! You just threw up. Isn't that proof enough?"

"No. Not that kind of sick…I think I'm pregnant."

"You what? But how? You haven't even had sex yet…have you?"

Ginny nodded, and Hermonie gasped. "You did it with Malfoy?! I can't believe it!"

"Look Hermonie, I'm not even sure that I am."

"You need a pregnancy test. Here. I'll ask you some questions first. Morning sickness?…that's a given. Breast tenderness?"

Ginny placed her hand on her chest. "Yeah, a little."

"Food cravings?"

"No," said Ginny, as she grabbed some bertie botts every flavor beans from her trunk and popped them into her mouth. Hermonie gave her a 'give-me a break' kinda look. "What? I'm hungry."

"I'll take that as a yes instead…Now the last thing to do is see if you're really pregnant. If the tip of your wand turns blue, than it's a yes. If not, than no. Understand?" Ginny nodded, and grabbed her wand. "Okay. Touch your wand to your bellybutton, flick your wand…and that's it."

Ginny did as she was told. She touched the tip of her wand to her bellybutton and nervously flicked her wand. Ginny quickly turned away, not wanting to see the results. All she heard was Hermonie gasp. Ginny turned to look at her wand only to find that it was blue. "We've got to get you to Madam Promphey," said Hermonie.

"No. I want to talk to Draco first, and Hermonie, please don't tell anyone. Especially not my brothers."

"I won't…I promise. Well, we'd better be going to class. Are you sure you're up to it?"

"Yeah. I'm good."

The two of them walked out of the dorms, into the common room and out of the portrait of the fat lady. As Ginny headed off to class, she saw Draco. She walked up behind him and quietly said, "We need to talk…now. It's really important." Draco looked around to make sure that nobody was watching them; when the cost was clear, the two of them walked into an empty classroom. "Ok. So what's this big important news that you just couldn't wait to tell me?" asked Draco anxiously.

"Alright, before you go all crazy on me. I just wanted to let you know that I don't want this to end our relationship," said Ginny.

"Ok. Now tell me before we're late for class."

"Ok, here it goes…Draco, I-I-I'm pre-pregnant."

Draco looked at her in disbelieve. "You're what?"

Ginny nodded, "pregnant, yes."

"No! I'm too young to be a father. I'm only 16!"

"Well I'm 15! Think about how I feel!"

"Ginny. You are going to have an abortion."

"No, I can't! It's an inosante life that I'd be killing."

"It's not even born yet! Get rid of it while you can!"

"No Draco! It's my discioun, not yours! It's your fault that I even got pregnant in the first place!"

"What! My fault?! You were the one who went along with it!…Look, I'm sorry Ginny, ok, I really am, but I can't be a father yet. I can't do this. I have to end this now."

"What are you saying, Draco?"

"I'm saying that, this is the end. I have too much on my mind right now. Us Slytherins, have to fend for ourselves…and that's exactally want I'm going to do."

"Well, us Griffindors always stick together, no matter what!"

"Too bad I'm not a Griffindor." And with that, Draco left for class, leaving Ginny behind.

"This isn't the end…yet," she said, as she left the room.