Chapter Five:

Things seemed to stop as she spoke. He wasn't even sure why he had agreed, he really didn't know what he was getting himself into. His fingers felt numb as he pulled her away. He was panicking a great deal inside and he had good reason...

It hadn't occurred to him to even think about this. As he stared at her, he thought of when this baby is born it would look absolutely nothing like him. Why hadn't he thought of this before? Oh, yes...the shock. That's what stopped his brain from working.

Slowly he shook his head and stared at her; she was frowning and looking a bit paler then usual. He hardly took in the fact that she was wearing a rather short black skirt and a low cut tank top. He stepped back and swallowed nervously. His eyes flickered over the fishnet stockings before he shut them.

"Look at him falter..."

"Shut up..." She hissed out of the corner of her mouth.

"Pardon?"

"I-nothing." She flushed and shook her head. Something inside her twisted and she stepped back to the wall.

He smiled warmly at her and ushered her over to the bed. She sat down reluctantly and let her legs dangle over the side.

"Were you serious?" He asked as he conjured up two cups of tea.

"I know it's rather a lot to ask. But Harry already refused."

"So, I'm your backup in case Potter declines?" He stood abruptly, letting his mug fall to the floor and smash.

"Actually...you were my first choice. It's almost ironic, how much I want someone presumably evil to take care of something the evil that resides in me made." Quickly her hand flew over her mouth and she shut her eyes.

"I-I'm sorry...I just..."

"Perhaps I answered rather quickly." He stood by the window and gazed out into the night. The moon was full and bright, the stars twinkled solemnly. Ginny stood up and stood at his side. Their eyes locked on the same star.

"I-suppose."

"Why did he refuse?"

"He...he just thought I was drunk or something. He laughed at me." She lowered her eyes to the floor and ran her fingernail across the sill.

"You changed...didn't you?"

"Honestly, I didn't think that someone who gets p-pregnant at sixteen deserves to wear something so innocent as a uniform." That, she felt, was the truth for her right now.

There hadn't been this much silence between them except for when she was sleeping. His gaze still told her that he was struggling with this, and she didn't blame him. She was being a terrible burden.

"It doesn't make you a bad person,"

"What?" She sounded confused.

"You just made a mistake...and well...now you're paying for it. But at a terrible price. You're right in thinking this isn't fair...because it's not. You didn't deserve this. But now that you know how this happened...will you be able to look him in the eye?" His voice was low and simply filled with honesty. That was a rare thing for a Malfoy, to completely be honest and mean it.

"How can I? He's as much a part of me as Tom. It scares me"

"You don't need to be afraid."

"But it's not..."

"Fair, yes I know. But maybe I'm not the one you should talk to. "

"I had no idea you'd be that stupid. He isn't worth it."

"It's my choice. Severus would never do it anyway."

She was nervously looking around as she sat in her dorm room that night. She had put a silencing charm around her as she closed the scarlet curtains as she needed to talk to Tom.

"I could make him..."

"You leave him alone...you understand me?"

"Will you stop giving orders you twit!"

"What is this?" Her voice was soft and calm as she touched her stomach again for the ten millionth time that night.

"Well...half of this child is mine, the other half belongs to Severus. It was his sperm after all that created that thing inside you. But since you swore to be mine forever...my essence resides in that baby as well."

(Author's Note: My, my...everyone's all panicky now. It's going to be a fun story, lots of twists and turns...but for now...review!)