Chapter 2

'How did this happen, how could I have been so stupid.' Ginny was sitting in her bedroom at The Burrow. She could hardly believe that a girl as intelligent as herself had managed to, in one foolhardy evening destroy all her dreams.

Looking back, there had been signs, and she had completely missed them. Why even her own mother had commented that her appetite was increasing ('about time to' had succeeded this comment.) She had not had a period since, well since ages ago, she had never bothered to keep track. But this hadn't been the giveaway as it would be for most. For her the clue had been in the unexpected growth of her breasts. Initially she had been thrilled but when it didn't stop and her stomach started to follow suit, she knew something was amiss.

'Five months, five bloody months pregnant and I didn't notice.'

There was nothing to be done, she couldn't keep the baby. No way not at 17, she was far too young; she would loose her reputation at school. Not only was she as slim as a model, with complexion to match, she was also popular and intelligent. Not even Hermione could claim all of these qualities. Nobody else could, that's what made her unique at Hogwarts. She was, in a word 'perfect'.

Bitterly she glanced down at her no longer flat stomach. 'How did I miss THAT'? But it was no use looking back with regrets. Time was pressing on and she had to act soon. There was no question as to her keeping the child, not in the slightest. No, the problem was, should she tell her family she was pregnant before it was gone, after it was over, or never. And, most importantly, should she tell Harry.

'Well', she conceded 'that's not really a question, he has to know, and it is his after all. He has a right as much as I do to an opinion, even if I don't agree!' she took the ring off her finger. She had felt terrible about going to the Doctor, unmarried and ring less, it seemed so degrading. She knew this was only in her imagination but still. Using 'Mrs Potter' in her eyes, made the situation slightly more tolerable.

'Right', she said to herself 'get a grip and tell him. Yu have to sooner or later so why not now!' Taking a deep breath she walked onto the landing and shouted down the stairs 'Harry, I want a word- now!'