A/N: So, for everyone who hasn't figured this out by now, I don't own Harry Potter.
Everything was going smoothly for Oliver and Ginny. Their relationship was slowly progressing. Oliver found himself falling in love with both Ginny and Callie. Ginny was falling love with Oliver and her daughter adored him. Oliver's sisters were warming up to Ginny and spending more time with her than just in classes.
Then late one Friday night in December, about a week before Christmas holidays, Helena Wood walked into Ginny's office where Ginny was sitting grading papers. Oliver was in Ginny's bedroom playing with Callie. "Professor Weasley," Helena said.
Ginny looked up. "Yes, Miss Wood?"
"Can I talk to you about something, something well, uh, personal?"
"Certainly, sit down."
Helena sat down in the chair opposite Ginny. "You know how Oliver says I go through a boyfriend a week?"
Ginny nodded and Helena went on. "So, about two or three months ago, I slept with Ed Jacobs. And then I haven't gotten my period since then. So I did that charm to see if you're pregnant and I am."
Ginny sighed. "How long have you known?"
"About a month," Helena said shyly. "I need help telling Oliver; I'm afraid to tell him."
Oliver had heard everything from Ginny's room and walked into the office carrying Callie. "Helena, why are you afraid to tell me this?"
Helena looked at her brother standing in the doorway and gasped. "You heard everything?"
"Every single word," he replied. "Helena, why do you feel you can't talk to me about this? Do you think I'm going to kill you?"
"You'll tell Mum and Dad and they'll kill me," Helena moaned as tears poured down her cheeks. "They'll disown me and then I'll have to go live on the streets. They'll hate me for this. They'll lecture me on what an idiot I am."
Oliver sat down next to his sister. "You are an idiot, Helena. You date every guy you can get your hands on. Eventually, this was bound to happen. I hate to sound so critical, but in a way, you brought this upon yourself. I'm going to help you out with this, but I'm going to help you by helping you tell McGonagall and our parents." He glared at his sister. "Helena, you're going to have to deal with the consequences of your actions."
Helena moaned. "But I don't want to have a baby. I'm only sixteen. I'm too young to deal with being a mother. I don't want this stupid baby. I want to get rid of it."
"No," Oliver said firmly. "You're going to have that baby. You can give the child up for adoption after the birth but you are not killing your child. I will not allow it."
"But I'll get kicked out of Hogwarts," Helena whined. "And no one will want to date me. And I'll be fat and ugly."
Ginny snorted. "You lose the weight and you're not dating for about six months. It's not that terrible."
Helena moaned again. "I don't want a baby. It's too much work. Can't I just get rid of the kid now?"
Oliver glared at his sister. "Stand up," he barked. "We're going to McGonagall's office now and you're going to tell her everything." He handed Callie to Ginny. "I'll see you in the morning, darling."
She smiled and kissed his cheek. "See you then."
Oliver half dragged his sister to his grandmother's office. Of course, Helena didn't know that Prof. McGonagall and Prof. Dumbledore were her grandparents but oh well. He knocked on the door and heard a very tired "Who is it?"
"It's me, Oliver," he replied. "I have a slight situation."
"Come in," the tired voice replied.
Oliver opened the door and went into the office. Minerva McGonagall was sitting at her desk marking papers. She smiled but that smile immediately disappeared when she saw his sister behind him. "Miss Wood," she said curtly.
"Helena, sit down," Oliver barked at his silent sister. She obeyed his orders. "Professor, Helena needs to talk to you about something."
Helena had a deer caught in the headlights expression on her face. She stared at her teacher and head of house for a while, and then blurted out, "I'm pregnant."
Minerva McGonagall stared at her granddaughter who didn't know they were related. "When did this happen?" she said firmly.
Helena stared at her fingers and mumbled, "About three months ago."
"Who is the father?" the older woman said firmly.
"Ed Jacobs," she whimpered. "And I don't want to keep the baby."
"You're carrying the baby to term," Oliver stated. "You can give the baby up for adoption or something but I will not let you kill an innocent child. You are going to learn that your actions have consequences."
Minerva looked at her grandson and then her granddaughter. Then she nodded. "Helena, I am going to agree with your brother. You will keep this child. After the birth, I will arrange for a wizarding family to take your child, but you will not kill your baby."
"But Mum and Dad will kill me," Helena moaned. "And I'll be fat and ugly."
"Helena," Professor McGonagall said slowly. "I need to tell you something. It's something that you can never discuss with any of your classmates or even anyone in this castle. The only people here who know about this are the teachers. I'm married and I have four children. I have three daughters and a son, however my son died about twenty-one years ago. My son was named James and my daughters are named Margaret, Emma, and Julie."
"Is your husband dead?" Helena asked.
"No, Professor Dumbledore is my husband."
Helena gasped. "You're married to Professor Dumbledore. But I've never heard of any other Dumbledores."
"That's because we raised our daughters under the named McKinnon and our son under the last name Potter."
"My mum's maiden name is McKinnon."
Oliver sighed. "Helena, Mum is Professor McGonagall's oldest daughter. Harry Potter, Katie Bell-Weasley, and Alicia Spinnet-Weasley are our cousins."
"You're my grandmother?" Helena gasped. "And Professor Dumbledore is my grandfather. This is so weird. I can't believe Mum and Dad never told us about this. Why wouldn't they tell us this? I always thought that Mum had a huge spat with her parents and that was why we never see them. Why aren't we allowed to know that you're our Grandmum?"
"Think about it, Helena," Oliver said. "If people knew that you were related to your teacher and the headmaster, they would be naturally suspicious. People would think that you hadn't earned your grades but rather you got the grades you got because of familial favoritism. I have to be careful not to treat you with favoritism because you're my sister. And we were never told because Mum was afraid we couldn't keep our mouths shut."
Helena looked at her brother. "So I have to keep this baby and then my family will arrange for an adoption?"
Oliver nodded. "Helena, I don't want you to do anything you'll regret for the rest of your life and you would regret killing your baby. I've killed people before and while I don't regret it, I do wish that there had been another way to protect Harry and Bill besides killing Bellatrix Lestrange and Goyle."
"I still have nightmares because of some of the things I saw in the battles," Professor McGonagall said. "You would be making a decision you would regret for the rest of your life."
Helena looked at her brother again and then at her grandmother. "All right, I'll keep the baby as long as Oliver takes care of it after it's born."
Oliver nodded. "That's fine with me."
"Oliver," his grandmother said. "Could you go get Edmund Jacobs from his room?"
Oliver walked into the Gryfinndor common room and looked around. He saw Ed Jacobs sitting in a corner with a blonde girl. "Mr. Jacobs," Oliver said firmly. "Professor McGonagall needs to see you immediately."
Ed was a seventh year. "Why this late at night, Professor Wood?"
"You'll see when you get there. This is very urgent. Tell Miss Wallis you'll see her later."
Ed kissed Ellie Wallis. "I'll be back soon, baby."
Oliver grabbed Ed's arm. "Come along now. This is very urgent."
Ed followed Oliver down the hall. "Why does Professor McGonagall need to see me? Did I do something? I don't get this. Professor Wood, do you even know why she needs to see me?"
Oliver was walking a few steps ahead of the boy. "I know why she needs to see you but I think she needs to tell you. This much I will tell you. There are always consequences for your actions and sometimes it will seem like the cost is more than you can bear."
Ed gave Oliver a confused look but he refused to say anymore. He opened the door to Professor McGonagall's office. Ed gasped when he saw Helena sitting in a chair talking to the older woman. "What's she doing here?" he said pointing to his ex-girlfriend. "I thought I told you I didn't want to see you ever again."
"Sit down, Jacobs," McGonagall barked. "Miss Wood has something she needs to tell you."
Ed sat down and looked at Professor McGonagall. "How about she tells you and you tell me?"
"Ed, this isn't that kind of a thing," Helena said. "I'm pregnant and it's your baby because you're the only guy I've slept with."
Ed just stared at her. Then he said, "Yeah, right. Like I'm supposed to believe that; you just want to get back together and you're trying to trick me into it."
"I'm serious," Helena said. "I've known for two months now, but I've been afraid to tell anyone."
"Oh, so that's why you gave up dating," Ed said. "I thought it was just a weird move to get me back. Little did I know how far you'd go to get me back."
"I don't want you back," Helena said. "I just want you to know that you're going to be a father. I'm going to give the baby up for adoption after she's born. I didn't even want to tell you this. It was all Professor McGonagall's idea. She thinks you need to know. I don't care whether or not you know. I just want you and your child out of my life."
Ed stared at her. No girl had ever told him she wanted him out of her life. In fact, he'd always ended his relationships; no girl had ever ended the relationship. He thought he was a stud and everyone wanted a piece of him. "You don't want me? What's wrong with you, Helena? I'm the most desirable guy at Hogwarts."
Oliver snorted. Ed looked at him. Oliver shrugged. "What? I just think you're a pompous jackass."
Ed rolled his eyes. "You just think that because you're a man. If you were a woman, you'd be all over me."
Professor McGonagall glared at him. "Mr. Jacobs, you will excuse yourself to your room now. I have had enough of you for one evening. I merely wanted you informed that Miss Wood is carrying your child. Now you will leave us. Professor Wood, please escort Mr. Jacobs and Miss Wood to their common room."
Ed and Helena wouldn't even look at each other the entire way to the common room. Oliver sighed and just let them be. He was ready to kill both of them but he knew that wouldn't solve any problems. Why was Helena like this? Why did she date anything that moved? Ophelia had liked boys but she hadn't been this bad. She wasn't even dating anyone at the moment. Oliver had dated Katie steadily for two years and then not dated again until he started dating Ginny five months earlier. Why did Helena feel this need to have boys staring at her constantly?
At the portrait hole, Ed said, "Just for the record, I don't want anything to do with this kid."
"Well, I'm just going to give birth to it," Helena said. "Then someone else is going to deal with it."
"So you're not going to bug me for money or anything?"
"Not on your life. I don't want anything from you. It's bad enough having to carry your child. Just go fuck yourself."
Oliver rolled his eyes as the two walked into the portrait hole. Then he went down to Ginny's office. Ginny wasn't at her desk anymore so he went into her rooms. She was sitting in her bed reading. Callie was in her cradle, sleeping. Oliver sat down on the bed and looked at the cover of Ginny's book. It was a parenting book. Ginny looked up at him. She was wearing glasses. Oliver leaned his head on her shoulder. "Now I understand why you don't want to have sex with me until after we get married."
"What makes you think we're really going to get married?" Ginny teased.
"I don't. I'm just hoping we will," he said with a smile.
"So what happened with Helena?"
"Ed Jacobs is a jerk."
"You didn't know this before? Oh, before I forget, McGonagall owled your parents about this. They'll be here tomorrow."
"Does this mean I have to go to my own room? I can't just crash here."
Ginny patted his head. "As much as I love you, I want you to sleep in your own bed tonight."
Oliver kissed her. "Then I guess I will high myself to bed now."
Ginny kissed him. "Before you do that, I have a question. What made you understand about my premarital sex deal?"
"My sister," Oliver said. "Her life is a mess right now because she had sex when she was only sixteen. I mean, I don't want to destroy our relationship; I love you too much to jeopardize what we have together."
Ginny kissed him. "You're so good to me. I love you."
Oliver gasped. This was the first time she'd said that to him. "I love you, too," he whispered.
They sat there kissing for a while then Oliver said, "Well, if my parents are coming tomorrow, I should go back to my room now."
Ginny nodded and disentangled herself from his arms. Then he climbed off the bed. "Goodnight, sweetheart."
"Goodnight, love," she replied. She knew the next day would be hard for him. He would have to deal with his parents' reactions to Helena's pregnancy. She knew his parents were not going to respond well to this. His grandmother had just about blown a gasket when she heard the news; his parents would be no better.
Oliver was both excited and worried. Ginny loved him; she was in love with him. But then Helena was pregnant. His mum was going to kill Helena and his dad would kill Ed. Oh gosh, tomorrow was going to be interesting. He just couldn't wait!
A/N: I'm SO sorry this took so long. I was in California, then I got sick, and now it's my birthday so everything is all coo-coo! Please review! I hope you guys like this.
