Chapter Four
Ginny was back in the hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey was making her a potion for nausea. "I should have just gotten rid of it…" She mumbled, the potion smelled horrible, making her even more nauseous. It was green and had a lumpy texture. She pinched her nose and tipped her head back, swallowing the foul tasting potion. Madam Pomfrey shook her head and mumbled something under her breath. "Thank you Madam Pomfrey I'll see you tomorrow." Ginny grumbled, rubbing her stomach and stomped out of the room. Hermione was waiting for her outside.
"Morning Ginny." Hermione smiled cheerfully.
Ginny frowned and rolled her eyes, "Hermione you're my best friend and all, but if you keep acting like the world is made of lollipops and pumpkin juice I might have to sock you in the face." Ginny snapped.
"Oh quit the whole hormonal routine it's getting old, and besides your world would be a lot happier if you just let Harry back into it." Hermione snapped back.
"Hermione you know very well I can't do that, I can't be what he wants. I'm not who he fell in love with, he said so himself. And I'm carrying the child of Draco Malfoy." Ginny looked down at the small bump.
"It's not like you had a choice in that matter! He does still love you Ginny." Hermione sighed, it seemed like they had had this argument a million times.
"I did have a choice, I chose to keep it. Harry doesn't want to raise Malfoy's child."
"How do you know, you didn't give him a chance!" Hermione yelled.
"Whatever, I'll see you at lunch." Ginny stormed off to the dungeon for her first lesson, a whole hour and a half of the disgusting aroma of Potions, Snape looking at her like she was a piece of china about to break, and horrid girls whispering behind their cauldrons about her, exactly what she needed.
She walked into the dank dungeon and started to go to her usual cauldron, "Ah, Miss Weasley." Snape's voice echoed behind her.
Ginny turned around haughtily, "Yes?" She snapped.
"Do not get hormonal with me Miss Weasley. You're excused from the lesson today; we are using ingredients that can be harmful to your… situation. You can go to the library instead."
Ginny sighed, "It's called a pregnancy Professor Snape." She climbed back up the stairs and walked toward the library, someone bumped into her, spilling her books. She looked up and turned bright red, "Oh hello Harry." She mumbled, starting to walk off again as fast as she could.
"Wait!"
Ginny stopped and turned around, "What Harry?"
"You dropped your books." Harry started to pick them up for her.
"Oh yeah…" She bent down and began to help Harry pick them up.
"Here you are." He handed them all to her and rubbed his neck nervously, "Ginny can we talk?"
"About what?" Ginny bit her lip.
"This," Harry took Ginny's hand and slipped the ring back on her finger, "Please Ginny I love you, and I want to be with you. Forever."
Ginny pulled her hand away and sighed, "Harry I've told you, I can't."
"Why? I don't understand! Look I don't care you are having Malfoy's baby. I understand you are hurt and confused about this whole situation but when I asked you to marry me the first time, I told you I'd love you forever and that hasn't changed. I still love you, and I will love this baby as my own."
"Really? Will you be able to hold it, to cuddle it when it has blonde hair and blue eyes? And when he or she is old enough to realize that they don't look like 'Daddy' are you ready to tell them what happened?" Ginny started to cry.
"Of course I will love it even if it's the spitting image of Malfoy, because it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter because I will be his or her Daddy. And if the time ever comes when they question why they have blonde hair when their mother has red and father has black it will be hard but we will tell them," Harry took Ginny into a hug and kissed the top of her head, "Together."
"I'm just so scared Harry." Ginny sobbed into his shoulder.
"I know Gin, I am too." He kissed the top of her head.
Ginny wiped her eyes, "I'm supposed to be in the library doing an alternate assignment for Snape."
"Yeah I should probably go back to class." Harry sighed and kissed Ginny on the cheek, "I'll see you at lunch."
"Okay. See you at lunch." Ginny turned and walked to the library. She sat at a table that was hidden by book shelves and got out her parchment and quill. The assignment was an essay on the theory of brewing the Draught of the Living Death. That was the potion that was supposedly harmful to brew in her "condition". Ginny grimaced, she hated that term.
After she had about six inches of the essay finished she pushed it away and sighed, stretching her back and rubbing her stomach. She heard a giggle from the other side of the bookcase. Bloody great, giggling little twits. She turned in her chair to see who it was. She didn't specifically know who the girls were but she knew they were in Ravenclaw, Where they just looking over here? She got up and pretended to reach for a book closer to them.
They were all in a huddle whispering feverishly, Ginny cocked her head toward them and strained her ears, "Can you believe they let a pregnant teenager parade around here? If you ask me she should have been kicked out." A skinny little blonde reading one of those muggle girlie magazines whispered.
"Yes but it's not her fault, I heard she was raped." The girl next to her had pigtails and braces, she was obviously the black sheep of the group.
A brunette whose shirt was unbuttoned too far down snorted, "Right… She's dating Harry Potter. And I heard that over Christmas break they were shacked up at his house, her brother had to nearly beat the door down."
Ginny stepped out from the bookcase and glared at the group, "If you're going to gossip about someone less than three feet away from you at least keep your voice down. And for your information, Draco Malfoy is the father of my child, not Harry. Malfoy violently raped me and didn't even bother to use protection. That was my first and only time. Before you go around spouting your opinions on matters you know nothing about I suggest you get your facts straight." With that she grabbed her things and stormed back to the Gryffindor common room.
At lunch Ginny sat with Harry, Hermione, and Ron. She huffed angrily grabbing a plate and loading it with food. "What's the matter Gin?" Harry asked.
"Bloody sluts, judging me." She slammed her fork down and pushed her plate away.
"Um.. What are you talking about?" Harry eyed her plate worriedly.
"I was in the library doing my essay for Snape when I over heard these group of little trollops judging me! One had her shirt practically open to her belly button…" Ginny crossed her arms.
Hermione pushed the plate back towards Ginny, "I understand you're upset but you need to eat Ginny."
Ginny glared at her and picked her fork back up, shoveling potatoes into her mouth, "Happy?"
"Very… who were they?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know their names, they're in Ravenclaw." Ginny shoveled more food in her mouth angrily. Then looked up at Ron, "And how the bloody hell did they know you came and got me from Harry's over Christmas break? Who knew about that except me, you and Harry?" She glared at him with daggers in her eyes.
"I swear I didn't tell anyone that. Why would I?" Ron exclaimed.
"Hmm… I dunno… how about to brag about what a great big brother you are and how you stood up to the boy who lived?"
"Ginny you know I wouldn't tell anyone about that. C'mon." Ron looked hurt.
"How did they know then?"
"I don't know!"
Hermione cleared her throat, she was looking down at her plate, "Um… I know how they found out." She whispered.
"What?" Ginny's eyes grew.
"I might have… well I was having a row with Ron because he was being a hypocritical prat, and I might have been louder than I meant to be. I thought the corridor was empty… but I guess not." She looked up at Ginny pleadingly, "I'm really sorry."
Ginny sighed and grabbed a dinner roll, "It's okay I suppose."
