A/N: Okay, this is getting squicky… and I know you are wondering: What is that Marina thinking? Well all in due time. If I get enough reviews that say this, I can start putting spoilers at the end of the chapters. But I suppose that is up to my reviewers; I promise it gets better from here.

Ginny spent the next two days in a stupor; she was pregnant and she hated herself for it. She frequently got ill in the mornings and Sunday morning was no exception but Narcissa Malfoy picked it up quickly as she rushed Ginny into the bathroom at 8am sharp to get her ready for the 1pm ceremony.

Narcissa hired only the best of the best to groom Ginny for the wedding. "Don't worry dear, you'll look fabulous."

Ginny sighed as a woman frenetically filed her jagged nails into perfect ovals and began giving her a French manicure. "I don't know about that Narcissa…"

Narcissa smiled, "I know you're feeling sick but it'll get better I promise. When I was pregnant with Draco I got sick every day for 3 months…"

Ginny blushed deeply, "How did you know?"

"You think that I didn't notice the blood all over Draco's bed sheets and the fertility potion on the floor? I did…" she said with a cocky smile that Ginny knew belonged to Draco.

She sighed and tried not to cry; she didn't know how to respond to the situation or Narcissa so she remained silent as a man began teasing her hair into a curly up twist with large curls that framed her face but the back was prepped for the lacy veil. Hours passed and a large witch with a huge bag of makeup applied makeup to every part of her face and made her look her very best (Ginny thought it made her look like a clown).

Narcissa helped Ginny into her newly tailored wedding dress as she fought back tears, "I always wanted a daughter… and now I have one. You look so pretty Ginny."

Ginny smiled and hugged her, "Don't cry, you'll ruin your pretty makeup." she said in a very Malfoy-like manner to make Narcissa laugh.

Narcissa touched her shoulders, "I don't want you to be alarmed when we go out there Ginny. The whole family is in attendance and so are a lot of Death Eaters." She said in a hushed tone. "You'll be able to tell them apart from the others if they touch you. You'll feel a prickle on your skin like a chill."

Ginny's smile faded, "How many people are we talking about?"

"Well, a lot of students are here and about 500 of our friends and family as well as your family and the Hogwarts students. In all I'd say a good thousand people or so…"

Ginny felt her head swim and then she blacked out. She awoke again to Narcissa fanning her; "Are you okay Ginny?" she asked worriedly, "Have you eaten today?"

Ginny shook her head, "No…I'm starved and 1000 PEOPLE!" she sat down as Narcissa poured her a glass of juice.

"Drink this and I'll get you something before the ceremony starts." Narcissa ordered.

Ginny rested her head in her hand and waited for Narcissa to get back; she wondered why her own mother wasn't with her during this "joyous" time in her life. She felt betrayed and almost angry…

Narcissa bustled back in with a sandwich and some chips, "Eat up and brush your teeth quick. We only have 20 minutes before we have to walk you down that aisle. Lucius will walk you…"

Ginny took a large bite, "Why not my father?" she asked after she swallowed the bite. "Are you sure my family is here?"

Narcissa knelt beside her, "You have to forget them -- if you stay attached then Voldemort will go after them to hurt you. Distance yourself as much as possible." She said gently.

Ginny felt fear and grief stab her heart; "I lose my family, my virginity and my innocence to that monster, what next!" she burst out.

"It could be your life if you're not careful." Narcissa said empathetically and stood back as her future daughter-in-law ate her sandwich and brushed her teeth before walking out into the chilly January air.

Draco stood at the altar in full dress robes next to Blaise Zabini who was playing the role of best man. His dress robes billowed with each chilly blast that blew right through him. He knew Ginny did not know any of the bridesmaids (whom were some of his young unwed cousins) or her maid of honor (who happened to be Pansy Parkinson) very well.

Lucius met Ginny outside of the school, "You look lovely dear." He said as he took her arm in his, "This is the point of no return."

Ginny smiled weakly, "Thank you." She felt her heart flutter as the music began and every one of the (what seemed like) millions of guests stood and began snapping photos. She saw her family sitting in silence while Draco's family 'oohed' and 'aahed' over her. She didn't like it at all and was glad when Lucius let his tight grip on her arm go and made sure she took Draco's hands.

Dumbledore presided over the ceremony and with great eloquence said all the rites and watched as Draco put a plain silver wedding ring onto her finger and Ginny slipped one of the same on Draco's hand.

Draco was shaking with fear as he looked down into Ginny's bright eyes; this was the end of his bachelorhood and, indirectly, his life. He could see she was just as fearful as the ceremony progressed. He squeezed her hands lightly to reassure her.

Ginny was horrified to see that her side of the wedding was mostly spill-over from Draco's family. Only her parents had come with Ron and Charlie. She thought she saw Bill with his wife Angela but she couldn't be sure. Her fear wasn't made any easier by the Slytherin banner flying above her head. She was a bit comforted by the fact that Draco was afraid too and said her shaky 'I do' after he did.

Dumbledore smiled, "By the power vested in my by the Ministry of Magic, I now pronounce you wizard and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Draco leaned down and captured her lips in a gentle kiss as cheers erupted around them. He knew that nearly everyone present knew what was going on; he was sure they could see it in his eyes. "Just smile." he whispered as he took her hand in his.

Ginny hated the desire pooling in her abdomen as he kissed her. She plastered on a smile and allowed Draco to pull her into the Great Hall where the wedding party had gathered. She unthinkingly stayed very close to Draco as people she didn't know hugged and kissed her. She very frequently felt that chill that was always associated with the Dark Mark.

Draco didn't know what to make of Ginny; she was glued to his side but then again she was around a huge amount of Death Eaters. After about an hour, he pulled Ginny aside, "Are you alright? You're shaking like a leaf." he said concernedly.

Ginny sighed heavily and shook her head, "Don't worry about it. You don't have keep up with appearances anymore. We're married and you can go back to hating me." She turned.

Draco spun her around, "Stop that! I already told you that I'd help you. You're Mrs. Malfoy now."

"I don't want any of this…" she whispered breathlessly, "He's going to know Draco; he knows I'm pregnant. He used a fertility potion for chrissakes!"

"I explained this to you Ginny. I'm going to take this and all you have to do is carry the baby. My father knows I have to have a male heir and he thinks I won't be able to restrain myself on my wedding night." He sighed heavily, "Come on, let's go cut our cake and get to bed."

Ginny scoffed, "Your father is right!"

Draco's usually cold and serene face broke into a smile, "You know what I meant," he took her arm and led her back into the Great Hall where 'The Dream Team' was glaring daggers at him. " Can we help you? My wife and I were going to take it up to our room…"

Ron leapt forward but Hermione and Harry restrained him, "Why you basta—"

Ginny stepped forward, "Ron! You don't need to be such a bloody git all the time," she yelled, "Draco's my husband… accept it!"

Draco was appalled by her defending him over her own brother, "Ginny, come on…let's go. Don't upset yourself."

"No! This is important because if he can't get it now then he'll never will!" Ginny snapped at him, "I'm losing my family and I want you to know it's your fault Ron!"

"My fault? How is it my fault?" he screamed back.

"Somehow you got exempt from marrying when you weren't even out of Hogwarts because Mum decided that you're going to marry Hermione. I'm not your little sister anymore. I'm Mrs. Draco Malfoy for better or worse." She was so angry that she felt her head start to spin.

Draco was very glad that he had his arm around her waist because when she passed out she went over like a ton of bricks. He yelled for help as he bent to his knees under her weight. His heart was pounding as he touched her pale face, "Oh Ginny… please wake up. Please?" he begged her.

Ron was beyond shocked… one at the fact that his sister had just passed out and the other that Draco Malfoy was freaking out over it. He turned to Harry and Hermione, "Let's get out of here now." He turned and walked away.

Madame Pomfrey apparated down and immediately moved Ginny to the hospital wing. She revived Ginny with a simple spell, "Honey are you okay? Does anything hurt?"

Ginny's eyes popped open to the warm comfort of the hospital wing. "No, no I'm okay. What happened?" she asked as she sat up slowly. She felt her abdomen gently and realized she was still pregnant and still in her wedding dress. She let out a strangled cry and buried her face, "It wasn't a dream!"

Madame Pomfrey inadvertently stepped back, "I'll let you two have a moment."

Draco had no idea what to do, "Ginny I—I don't know what to do." He admitted.

"At least you're honest for once!" she cried as she looked into his cold gray eyes. "Just take me back to our room. I want to be alone in my room and never go out again."

Draco sighed and picked her up, "You're going on a diet as soon as we get back to the room." He groaned, as he headed towards the Slytherin common room.

"Is that any way to speak to the mother of your child?" she asked as she wiped her face. "You know you can just set me down, I'm perfectly capable of walking."

"Well we're already there." He justified himself as he placed her on their bed. "You know, you shouldn't be such a damsel in distress this early in the marriage."

Ginny rolled her eyes, "Maybe you shouldn't be so protective this early on in the marriage. You know it could get us both killed."

Her statement hit a lot closer to home than she intended. Both she and Draco shrived away from one another. Ginny went into the bathroom to change and Draco went to go get them some pumpkin juice to drink.

Ginny pulled her hair out of the obscene mass of limp curls before changing out of the wedding dress and changing into a pair of black workout pants and a pink tank top. She could already feel her body changing and she couldn't say she liked it. She did a simple spell to fold the beautiful dress and had her owl deliver it back to Malfoy Manor.

Draco walked back in with two glasses brimming with pumpkin juice and handed one to Ginny, "Here drink this up." He ordered.

"Yes Mum," she spat back and took the glass. "Are you okay? I mean you were pretty badly shaken."

Draco huffed, "Don't start with me. You don't have to pretend to care."

"But I do, Draco… you've hated me for years and now you change your tune and suddenly become this man that I could actually—" she cut herself off and fingered the Dark Mark on her arm.

"Actually what? Hate? Despise? Kill?" he spat caustically. His grey eyes were gleaming with malice at the very sight of her Dark Mark.

"Love, Draco… I could love you." She bit out and turned her back to him. Her hand snaked around her waist.

Draco stopped and watched her; she wasn't a little girl anymore. She was a woman and a mother… and still a frightened child but one with the Dark Mark gleaming on her arm. He stepped forward, "Dammit Ginny, why can't you just hate me. Please? Just hate me?"

"Fine," she took a drink of her pumpkin juice, "I hate you." She said without conviction.

Draco sat down on the bed and looked at her, "Are you feeling sick?" he asked.

Ginny studied him for a moment, "What do you care? Seriously Draco, it's not enough for you to sit there and ask questions. I need serious help to survive this and if that means going to Voldemort because you can't handle this, I will."

Draco was shocked silent for a whole 2 minutes, "Ginny I—I am going to help you." He said finally, "I'm going to be the father of your child." He stood and took her hand. "Don't ever doubt that."

"Why shouldn't I?" she asked as she pulled back from him. "You stand there and pledge your life to me and my baby then turn and tell me to hate you." She put a hand up to her forehead, "God, why me? Why am I so stupid? Why did I think it would end in the chamber?"

Draco shook his head, "No I just—seeing your Dark Mark reminded me of the fact that I have to get mine tonight or die. I can't have you too close; I'm going to hate myself after."

Ginny turned and gave him a hug, "We're going to fight." She whispered, "We're going to fight so hard for so long that everyone will wish we would just die but we won't. We're going to persevere."

Draco had never been hugged in his life -- not by someone that wasn't his mother. He felt her small body against his and he let out a low cry. He had no idea what the wet feeling on his cheek was but it stung him inside and out.

Ginny felt his tears fall and she held him tighter as the inner demons poured out. "It's going to be okay." She crooned.

"Why the hell are you comforting me Ginny? You're pregnant with Lord Voldemort's child and wrestling with being 17 years old. You should be worrying about grades and your hair… not a husband and child." He cried out.

His animalistic cries shattered Ginny's heart as she clung to him. She didn't even notice the chill that filled the air as Lord Voldemort sauntered in with his face hidden behind a silk scarf, "That was a lovely wedding…" he sneered to grab their attention.

Draco and Ginny jumped apart and wiped their wet faces. Ginny grasped Draco tightly as he walked toward them, "She's yours now Draco... but not completely, right sweetness?"

Voldemort asked as he touched her flaming hair and then his hand went to rest on her abdomen.

Draco let out a low growl, "Don't touch my wife." He said simply, "Bonds of marriage are stronger than you master."

Ginny expected Tom to get really angry and hex him into next week but the half-man smiled instead. "Come now Draco, I know she's yours but this is mine." He smirked at her as he pressed his hand to her abdomen, "Don't think you could hide it Ginny… I know everything about you and your body now."

Draco shook his head, "Unfortunately, that belongs to me as well…"

Ginny pulled back from Tom and sat down on the bed, "He's right." She whispered.

Tom was still not showing his anger, "Fine, you say what you want now but when you're ready to tell the truth you know where I'll be." He turned and walked to the door, "Oh, by the way… Crucio!"he yelled at Draco.

Draco writhed in pain on the floor as Tom burned the Dark Mark into his flesh. He could hear Ginny crying on the bed as his vision blurred to blackness.