Disclaimer: As normal, I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters, so don't sue me. This is just me letting my imagination run wild and free.
Dedication: I am dedicating this fic to Amanda. Hope ya like it.
Warnings: This fic contains some things that may be graphic to some people. No slash that I know of at the moment, but I might end up putting some in later on.
A/N: Thanks to all who reviewed. I'm getting a lot more reviews for this fic than the other ones. Like the title says, this chapter takes place a week later. Cause I didn't want to put in them getting into the routine of being back in school and stuff like that. Also, most of this chapter will be a bit confusing, but it will all be explained in the next chapter.
Chapter 4 – A week later (for the sake of the story, it's Wednesday)At the Great Hall that morning, the school was buzzing with rumors of the first school dance being this week.
"Oh, I hope it is this week," Ginny said, excitedly.
"Me too," Hermione agreed.
"Well, I don't," Ron said flattly.
"Ron, you always have such a negative attitude. I told you I could teach you how to dance. Tell you what, every night this week, starting tonight, we'll take an hour and I will show you how to dance. Sound ok to you?" Hermione asked.
"Of course. That's an extra hour a night I get to spend with you," Ron said, kissing Hermione briefly on the lips. Hermione smiled.
"That was really cute Ron," Ginny said.
"I try," Ron responded, smiling broadly.
Dumbledore stood and cleared his throat. "I have noticed that there have been rumors going around about when the first school dance will be. I would like to confirm that the first school dance will be held this coming Friday. And as I said at the beginning of the year, feel free to bring a date or dance partner. Now, tuck in," Dumbledore said, sitting back down.
Ginny looked over at the Slytherin table and smiled at Draco, who smiled back.
"Gin, can I ask you something?" Harry asked, tapping Ginny on the shoulder.
"Sure Harry, what is it?" Ginny said, looking at him.
"Would you save a dance for me?" he asked.
"Of course Harry," Ginny said, kissing him on the cheek, then giggling.
They finished the rest of their meal in silence.
Ginny was sitting in Potions class. It was her first class of the morning and she was starting to fall asleep. She had spent the night in Draco's dorm again, and she hadn't got much sleep (if you know what I mean, lol). She had just put her head on her desk when she got a sharp pain in her stomach. She felt like she was going to puke. She immediately raised her hand.
"Put your hand down Mrs. Weasley," Snape said, in a disgusted voice. He had seen her dozing off.
"Please Professor. I don't feel very well," Ginny pleaded.
"You feel well enough to fall asleep in my class," Snape said.
"Professor, I need to use the bathroom or I'm gonna be sick on your floor," Ginny said, putting her hand over her stomach.
"Fine, you may leave, but do not return to my class," Snape barked. Ginny didn't care that she wasn't allowed back in class. She grabbed her bag and ran out the door and to the back. She just made it into the nearest stall before she got sick. When she was finished, she wiped her mouth with her sleeve and began to stand, but then fell back on the floor and got sick again. She knew that something was wrong. She got up again and wiped her mouth. When she felt that she was able to move, she went to Professor McGonagall's classroom. The Gryffindor and Hufflepuff 7th years had Transfiguration, so Ginny knew she could find Hermione there.
She knocked on the door and asked to speak to Hermione. When Hermione came to the door, Ginny hauled her aside and broke down into tears.
"Ginny, what's wrong?" Hermione asked, putting her arm comfortingly around her.
"Hermione, I need to talk to you, but not here," Ginny said. They both walked up to the Head Boy/Girl dorm and sat down on the couch. Once Ginny had stopped crying, Hermione asked her to explain.
"'Mione, I think I'm pregnant," Ginny said, another tear escaping her eye.
"What? Are you sure?"
"Pretty sure," Ginny said.
"Well, what makes you so sure?" Hermione asked.
"I just got really sick in the bathroom. I've been feeling a bit nauseous for a few days and I'm late coming on," Ginny said. Hermione was the only one that Ginny felt comfortable talking to about things like this. Hermione always seemed to understand everything that she was going through, and though Ginny doubted that Hermione knew what she was going through this time, she still felt the most comfortable talking to her.
"Well, did you go to Madame Pomfrey?" Hermione asked. "Because she would be able to do a pregnancy test on you to find out for sure."
"Actually, I have two Muggle pregnancy tests in my trunk," Ginny said.
"Why two?"
"I was hoping you would take one with me. I mean, I know you aren't pregnant, but I would feel better if you took one with me."
"Of course I will but like you said, I'm not pregnant even though the test will come out positive," Hermione said.
"How is that possible? And how do you know that the test will come out positive if you know that you aren't pregnant?" Ginny asked, confused.
"I'm on the pill," Hermione said. "And if you take a pregnancy test while on the pill, the test will come out positive."
"Oh," Ginny said. "Is the pill effective?"
"Yeah. It's effectiveness is over 90. You know, if you aren't pregnant, you should consider going on the pill. Especially if you plan on staying in the dorm with Draco a lot," Hermione stated.
"Yeah, I think I should too, but right now…I need to take the test to find out for sure," Ginny said with a sigh. Ginny went up to her dorm and got the two pregnancy tests from the bottom of her trunk and brought them back to the Head Girl/Boy dorm. She sat on the couch next to Hermione.
"Alright, well, we might as well get this done and over with," Ginny said. She and Hermione walked upstairs and took the tests. Then, 10 minutes later, they checked the tests. Like Hermione said, hers turned up positive because of the pill, but, to Ginny's dismay, Ginny's test came back positive as well. Ginny sat on the counter, staring at the pregnancy test that she held in her hands.
"Gin, what's wrong? This shouldn't have been a big shock if you thought that you were pregnant in the first place," Hermione said.
"It's not the fact that I'm pregnant," Ginny said, starting to sob. "What if Draco's not the father." Ginny looked at Hermione, tears freely flowing down her cheeks now. Hermione understood exactly what Ginny meant and embraced her.
"Gin, I'm sure there's nothing to worry about. I'm sure Draco will be the father."
"Hermione, Draco and I only had sex a week ago, and these tests can't tell if you are pregnant until about 6 weeks after you're pregnant," Ginny said, burying her face in Hermione's shoulder.
"Gin," Hermione said, patting the younger girl's back. "It's going to be ok."
"Hermione, I'm only 16. How am I going to be able to handle a child? And I can't care for a baby and go to school at the same time. Hermione, what am I going to do? Mum's gonna kill me," Ginny said, continuing to sob into Hermione's shoulder.
"I think you should go to Dumbledore and talk to him about it," Hermione stated.
"Will you come with me?" Ginny asked, looking up at Hermione.
"Of course. What are best friends for?" Hermione asked, smiling.
Hermione helped Ginny to Dumbledore's wing. Hermione said the password to the stone gargoyle (Every Flavor Beans) and she and Ginny walked up the steps. Hermione knocked on the door to Dumbledore's office.
"Come in," came Dumbledore's voice from behind the door. As they entered the office, Dumbledore motioned for them to sit down. "Well, what can I do for you two ladies?"
"Umm…," Ginny started, but she couldn't continue.
"Professor, let's just say that hypothetically, a 6th year student happened to find out that she was pregnant. What would happen?" Hermione asked.
"Well," said Dumbledore, "that student would have to come to me personally and let me know before I could help them. But I would talk to them one-on-one and explain to them all the options that are available, but each case is different. It would depend on the person and there situation Mrs. Granger."
"It's me, Professor," Ginny said.
Dumbledore smiled. "I thought so. Mrs. Granger, I'm going to have to ask you to go back to your classes." Hermione nodded and walked out. Dumbledore puled his chair closer to his desk.
"Now, Mrs. Weasley," Dumbledore said. Whenever he talked, he sounded sympathetic and caring, which made Ginny feel much better. "When did you find out that you were pregnant?"
"Earlier today," Ginny said. "I've been feeling sick most of the week."
"Have you seen Madame Pomfrey?"
"No. At first I just thought that it was a flu, but then I took a Muggle pregnancy test and it said that I was pregnant," Ginny said, looking down, feeling ashamed.
"Mrs. Weasley, it's ok. This is not the first time this has happened, and I'm sure it will not be the last. In fact, pregnancy at Hogwarts has increased drastically within the last 5 years," Dumbledore said. "In fact, I've have been thinking about putting in a program to increase the awareness of this kind of situation. In Muggle high schools, they have courses related to this kind of thing, like Sex Ed., Family Living, Human Dynamics etc., and I feel that it's time we put one of these into place at Hogwarts. What do you think Mrs. Weasley?"
"I think it would be a good idea," Ginny said. Dumbledore smiled.
"Now, back to you," Dumbledore said, getting back on topic. "I think that you should go and see Madame Pomfrey so she can perform another pregnancy test on you, using magic of course, and then if the results turn out that you are pregnant, I will ask that you, and the father, assuming he attends Hogwarts, come to my office and then we will discuss your situation further and discuss options available."
"Thank you Professor, I'll go and see her now," Ginny said. She smiled and walked out. She walked down to the hospital wing alone (since Hermione went back to class). There was no one else in the hospital wing so Ginny got to see Madame Pomfrey right away. Madame Pomfrey asked her what was wrong, and when Ginny told her that she thought she was pregnant, Madame Pomfrey immediately done some tests and checks on Ginny.
"Well Mrs. Weasley, as I suspected, you're about 6 weeks pregnant," Madame Pomfrey said. "And it's procedure to ask this, do you know who the father is?"
"Yes," Ginny said.
"Who?" Madame Pomfrey asked, just doing her job, not trying to be nosey.
"Ron," Ginny said.
A/N: I know I said this chapter was gonna be longer. Well it is longer, but not much longer. I wanted to leave it on a sort of cliffhanger. And I thought that was a good spot to end the chapter. I promise that the whole Ron thing will be explained in the next chapter.