Within the next few minutes, St. Mungos and the Aurors were called. The St. Mungo's emergency workers took Ginny into a back room to examine her and the Aurors started questioning Draco and Ginny.

A woman just a few years older than Ginny felt for a fever and checked for signs of trauma, "Are you feeling alright?" she asked Ginny as she handed her a glass of water.

"I am now but when I fell there was a horrible gripping pain that was just debilitating," She told her fearfully, "I'm worried because I'm pregnant."

The woman nodded and pulled her wand. She murmured an incantation and Ginny's whole body glowed a deep purple, "Well everything seems to be fine but you have to avoid angry men who want to knock you out from now on." She said with a soft lilt in her voice.

Ginny nodded and stood up, "Is it safe to take a morning sickness potion?"

"Of course… I have 3 kids of my own and I swear I would die of sickness if I didn't have that potion." She smiled and followed Ginny out to where Arthur Weasley had showed up to claim his wayward son.

Ginny gasped as she saw her father, "Daddy?" she asked timidly as she stepped beside Draco. "How are you?"

Arthur looked at his daughter and then at Ron, "Are you hurt Ginny?" he said but the concern in his voice was lacking.

"I'm fine daddy…it was nothing." She looked up at Draco and nodded with a slight smile. "How are mum and the twins?"

Arthur bit out a cold reply about pranks before leaving with the Aurors; he couldn't stand to see her next to Lucius Malfoy's son.

Draco could see the hurt in her eyes, "I'm sorry Ginny…I wish it could be different." He didn't even protest as she hugged him in public. He paid the shopkeeper for some floo powder and got her back to Hogwarts. The medics didn't want her walking.

Ginny wept openly as Draco got her back to the school. God she just wanted to ask a few polite questions and her father had been cold. Her father who used to spend hours playing house with her even though he had a big report due for the ministry and who would sit with her until she fell asleep after she had a terrible nightmare. He never blamed her for the Chamber of Secrets and had taken a week off just to stay by her as she recuperated.

Draco didn't understand really why she was so upset… she hadn't been seriously hurt or lost the baby but he decided not to grill her. He took her purchases out of the bag and set them near the bed. He watched her curl up on the bed and couldn't decide to go to her or go away.

Ginny closed her eyes and wondered what she had done to deserve this… was it being duped by Tom Riddle? Being forced to marry a Malfoy? Protecting Draco over her own brother? Being pregnant with the Dark Lord's child? Or was it simply being born a Weasley? She sat up and looked at Draco, "Why do the gods hate me?"

Draco had been silent for a while and the sound of her voice shocked him; "No one hates you Ginny… they'll come around."

"No they won't." she answered and tugged at her hair gently, "I just want to know what I did to deserve this?"

"You don't deserve this Ginny." He said and walked beside the bed, "It's not your fault and anyone who says it is will feel my wrath."

"Your wrath? Who do you think you are, the Godfather?" she asked with a slight smirk.

Draco frowned, annoyed, "My godfather is Severus Snape."

"I meant the muggle movie… the Godfather. Why did I even say anything?" she asked heatedly and stood up off the bed. "Just, forget I said it."

"It's going be okay… we're going to make it through this." He said with a heavy sigh. Why had he been cross with her just then?

Ginny shrugged, "I thought so too until my brother threw me down in the middle of the Three Broomsticks and my father was completely cold. I mean, he was the one who betrothed me to you! Did he expect me to throw myself on a burning pyre and cry out for redemption?"

Draco laughed but covered it, ineffectively, with a cough, "You're being a little dramatic don't you think?"

"Am I? Today we didn't say a thing and my brother and father were cold. Just imagine when we tell them about the baby; I'll get killed." She sighed and met his eyes, "I'm starving."

Draco nodded, "We'll get through it." He said soothingly and walked her down to the kitchens where she ordered some strange food: biscuits with pickle relish, potato pie with horseradish sauce and finally strawberry ice cream with radishes. He felt sick just watching her.

Ginny didn't know why she felt like eating such crazy thing but it tasted great and that was all that mattered. She went back to the room feeling full and satisfied. "You could've had some." She said to Draco as she pulled out her new book.

"I don't think I could have if I wanted to." He said, looking green around the gills.

She ignored him and picked a small vial filled with neon green liquid. Without hesitation, she pulled out her brand new book and read along the passage about morning sickness potions. " Will you help me here?"

Draco nodded and walked over, "What do you want me to do?"

"Well the book says after I take the potion I may be a little weak…and I shouldn't be alone because it could have bad side effects." She said and showed him the book.

"Let's see here… sweating, convulsions and depression. Are you crazy?" he snapped but before he could stop her she downed the potion. "My god, if you die they're going to blame me."

Ginny swallowed deliberately before he had a chance to stop her. "I feel alright…" she said and went back to reading the book. A minute passed and beads of sweat began to form on her forehead.

Draco noted that she began to shiver and he pulled the blanket up over her. He hoped this wasn't a side effect because he didn't know if he could deal with that… convulsions and depression? Oh god.

Ginny read further into the book and found out her baby was about the size of a pea. She felt her eyelids drooping and she leaned against Draco's shoulder. She quickly found herself in a deep, dreamless sleep.

Draco didn't know whether to freak out and wake her up or let her sleep. At least she was still breathing and as long as she was then he wouldn't do a thing. He concentrated his ears on her deep rhythmic breathing and felt his heart fall into time with hers. Before he knew it, sleep overtook him.

A/N: I know this chapter was short, but believe me… with the next few chapters, things will be revealed that you never even thought possible. The next chapter is really long. In this chapter… someone gets a makeover and the secret is out.