It was three months later that several things suddenly became known to Draco Malfoy. The first was that Isolde, while indeed pregnant, was not pregnant with HIS child. He surprised her one day, at the midwitch's office, showing up just after the consultation had begun and learned that she was only four months along, when by his count, she should be six, if the child in fact, belonged to him. The scene in the examination room was chilling. The poor midwitch could do no more than cower in the corner of the room as Draco raved at Isolde.

"How dare you? How dare you try to pass off another man's child as mine? And not only that, by my math, you weren't even pregnant when you came to me. You went out and GOT pregnant, LATER? Why, I'd like to know, would you want to do that to someone you hardly know? What did I ever do to you? Do you realize what you did? YOU RUINED MY LIFE!!! Irretrievably. I can never undo the damage that you've done. You destructive, evil, conniving witch. I can't believe I didn't see though you! Whose child is it, by the way?"

"It doesn't matter. Draco, we could make this work, you know. No one has to know it isn't your child. We could get married; we could be a real family." Isolde said, cringing at the withering look he gave her.

"I wouldn't touch you with a ten foot pole, much less marry you. I suggest you seek out whoever fathered that child you carry. I want you out of my house by the time I get home tonight." Draco snarled at her and slammed out the door of the room.

He was so furious he could barely see in front of him. That was probably why he ran into someone coming in on his way out of the office. He heard a woman's startled cry and remembering where he was, immediately put out a hand to grab and steady her. He found himself looking into the face of Ginny.

"Ginny!" he said as she said "Draco!"

"What are you doing here?" he said as she asked the same question simultaneously.

Seeing Isolde peeping around the edge of the door behind him, Ginny said "Oh!"

Draco suddenly looked at Ginny and noticed the slight rise of her stomach and said "Oh!"

Releasing her, Draco noticed the diamond on her left hand. He took her hand to look at it. A little small, but tasteful, he though, ruefully.

"I guess you and Seamus…." He let his words trail off.

"Yes." She said, discreetly taking her hand back. "I guess you and Isolde will be doing the same soon? I had heard she moved in with you."

"No." Draco snapped. "That situation has changed."

"I'm sorry." Ginny said, laying a hand on his arm to comfort. He shivered at her touch. She felt it and took her hand away quickly.

"Don't be. I've just learned that the baby she's carrying is not mine." He said, twisting his mouth into a grimace.

Ginny paled visibly. She felt behind her for something solid to hold herself up with.

Draco looked alarmed and grabbed her arm again to steady her. "Ginny? Are you all right? It's not your baby is it?"

"No, no. I'm fine, really. Just felt a bit faint for a moment. It happens sometimes." She said, trying to compose herself.

"Doesn't it just figure? I just find out I've been lied to by the woman who's supposed to be carrying my child and at the same time find out the woman I love is carrying someone else's child." Draco said, shaking his head.

"Draco!" Ginny admonished.

"Sorry. I can't help it Ginny. I love you. Always have, always will. I hate that such a terrible lie could come between us. I won't bother you, don't worry. You can marry Finnigan, and have your baby, and be happy." Draco touched her cheek for a moment, then aimed a classicly nasty Malfoy smirk at her, and strode out of the midwitch's office, leaving Ginny looking after him like she was about to burst into tears.

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Isolde stood in front of Ron Weasley glowering. "You have to do something!"

"I don't have to do anything." Ron replied. "I paid you well for the part you played in all this. If you had managed to pull off the ruse, you'd have Draco Malfoy as well. It's not my fault you couldn't keep up the lie. And it's not my problem now."

"What am I supposed to do now?" Cried Isolde.

"I would suggest doing just what Malfoy told you to. Go to the father of your baby." He said.

"I don't know who it is." Isolde said, barely loud enough for Ron to make out.

He looked at her for a moment. Then he shrugged and said; "I guess you do have a problem then, don't you? You have to leave now. My wife will be home any minute."

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Ginny flopped down on her bed at the burrow. She still felt like she might pass out from the news Draco had given her in the midwitch's office. Not his baby. Oh dear lord, what was she supposed to do now?

When she had walked away from Draco that day in Diagon Alley, she hadn't known she was pregnant. She had really assumed the vomiting and the tiredness was depression and grief from the break up. She had still denied it to herself a month later. She had only allowed herself the truth just after Seamus had approached her to attend the reunion with him. She had explained things to Seamus, and bless him, he understood. He had questioned her a little on her decision not to tell Draco about their baby but she was firm in her belief that two children would just complicate things more for him, and she didn't want to continue a relationship with him, knowing that he had slept with and impregnated another woman while they were together. After she had convinced Seamus of the firmness of her resolve, he had suggested that she marry him. He offered to be a father to her child. Ginny resisted at first, feeling it was unfair to him, but he kept at her. He told her that they could move slowly, that he didn't expect her to act in wifely capacity to him until she was ready, and that he realized it was bit backwards, but there WAS a baby coming, and he was willing to wait for Ginny. Finally she had relented, and thanks to her ability to carry the baby so unobtrusively, no one knew how far along she really was. Only her and Seamus. She hadn't yet worked out what she was going to say when the baby came along in just two more months instead of four and a half but she felt sure she'd come up with something.

Today's revelations had thrown her for a loop though. No other baby. It made things completely different. When Draco had professed his undying love for her, she'd nearly come clean and told him the truth. But the look on his face when he spoke of the lie Isolde had told had caused her to hold back. After all, her lie wasn't all that different. She couldn't bear for Draco look that way when he spoke of her. She didn't quite know what to do.

"Oh, baby. I've made a huge mess of things for us." She said, rubbing her stomach.