Hey loves I hope you liked the last chapter. If you R&R I may make some characters after you. I have three in mind and I need some feedback for this story. I love you all.

Its ten on a Saturday morning here I am pacing back and forth in front of my parents room waiting to hear my father get up and Apparate to work. I am going to break the news to my mother first. Lord help me.

Ten fifteen I heard the sudden snap of my father leaving. I open the door quietly and sit beside my mothers sleeping form. She must have felt my weight on the bed because her head lifted and she smiled at me, making me feel worse. I feel like I'm going to throw up.

She patted the bed next to her and my heart starts beating louder and faster in my ears.

"Love are you ok? You look flushed. Come here let me feel you." My mother sat up in her bed arm outstretched.

Tears were forming in my eyes as I lean forward as her wrist is against my forhead. Im sure I look blotchy as hell and have giant black circles under my eyes, from no sleep at all last night. I just kept tossing and turning, not a wink of rest came over me.

"I'm ok mom... I'm ok. Please don't make a fuss." I choke out quickly.

"Darling you look terrified, whats wrong? Is everything all right? Talk to me."

You know the looks you get from your mother, the only one your mother can give; the one that says, 'tell me, I love you,' even though you think she won't after you tell her? The one that breaks your heart? Yeah. That's what I'm looking at right now.

"Mom I'm scared. I need to tell you something but you'll hate me." I am on the brink of sobbing.

He eyes grow soft.

"I could never hate you, love."

I can't help it I just blurt it all out.

"Mom I need to be checked for STD'S." I quickly cover my mouth as tears stream from my eyes.

She's silent. It's like the whole room stops. The enchanted daisys on the walls stopped dancing. Her face frozen. I can see the gears turning in her head. She smiles and her eyes bore into mine. I know it seems crazy but it looks like the fires of hell are about to come burning out of her eyes as that smile seems stiff upon her face. It looks her face is going to crack and break into a thousand pieces. Her smile grows even tighter if possible.

"Why on earth would you need that." She says. It wasn't a question. It was a statement. Demanding to know why. My eyes started to burn and my breath became raggid. I hiccup and stop breathing trying to stop the hiccups. I gasp and exhale violently and inhale sharply, holding my breath for a minute as tears stream down my face and I continue to repeat my irregular breathing pattern getting lightheaded. The room starts to spin and I put my head between my knees gasping.

"I h-had s-s-ex." I can barely manage to get out.

Before I know what is happening I feel the bed shift and my head is lifted up and-

Smack

I stop gasping long enough to hear my mother say the cruelest words spring from her mouth.

"You slut."

My mind goes blank and I stop breathing entirely.

"What have you done? Who is he? Why did you do this? Why Ginny? Why the fuck did you do this? I didn't raise a whore. What gives you a right to act like this?" She is walking now occasionally grabbing me by my hair and almost trying to toss me around. Shes raving mad. Maybe I should have told dad first.

I furiously shake my head as I try to answer her questions but there are too many questions and my words aren't coming out at all just fragments cut off by gasps and I am barely breathing again.

"W-ayne Hop-pkins" I whisper.

Smack

"You weren't even dating! What the hell is wrong with you?"

I keep shaking my head. I have no excuses. She's right. I'm nothing but a slut.