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Three weeks had gone by since the train ride to Hogwarts. Ginny eventually told Harry and, just as she thought, he stepped up and tried to rekindle their relationship. However, as adamant as she was about not saying yes, he made a very convincing case.

"Gin, listen to me. I know you can do this by yourself. That isn't what this is about. My feelings, which I thought were gone, were just confused. I've been grieving, and so have you. We could really use each other, even if it's just for comfort. We're just too awkward as friends because we're constantly wondering and worrying about our relationship and if the other still has feelings. We don't know how to act around each other because we had such passion before I left. I'm so sorry I left. I just didn't want you to lose a boyfriend in the war. I would have preferred it if you lost me as a friend, if I did die. That's why I suggested we break up until after the war. But then... we never got back together. I'm sorry I was a coward and didn't bring it up. But, I'd like to try, and I'd love to be part of this baby's life if possible... so... will you be my girlfriend again?"

She didn't have the heart to tell him no. There was also part of her that wanted to see where this would go. She felt needy and lonely, so she smiled and said yes - even though his reaction to her losing her virginity to someone other than him was a little alarming. The whole of Hogwarts was ecstatic at the news. They were the Hollywood couple, so the muggle borns and half bloods said. Soon, Ginny had another reason to dart into bathrooms - to get away from the attention. This was not doing her any good, so three weeks into the school year she was crumpled on the floor of Myrtle's bathroom, sobbing into her arms.

"Ginny! Why are you crying?"

Ginny looked up at the high-pitched, sing-songy voice of Moaning Myrtle and smiled. "Hi, Myrtle." She sniffed and wiped her eyes. "I'm just going through something."

Myrtle floated in front of Ginny. "Is it about dating Harry?"

"No. I don't want to date him anymore but I don't know what to tell him. But that's not it."

"Oh goody! Maybe I'll have a chance!"

Ginny knew Myrtle was joking, and only said that to make her smile. Which she did. "Heh. Maybe."

"Want to tell me about it?"

"I…"

"I won't tell anyone, I swear."

"I know you won't. It's just hard to admit it. I'm… pregnant. It's not Harry's, I never slept with Harry."

Myrtle gasped. "Oh you poor thing. You must be feeling awful. You can use any toilet you like to throw up in, whenever you need."

Ginny smiled. "Thank you."

"Do you know who the father is?"

"Yes… but he doesn't know. I'm terrified of telling him."

"Who is it?"

"… Malfoy."

"Draco?!"

"Shhhh! If there's anyone in the hallway, they'll hear you!"

This is what Draco heard when he pushed the bathroom door open to visit Myrtle, so he stopped himself to listen. He kept the door open a crack.

"Sorry. Ginny, are you sure it's him?"

"Positive. I haven't slept with anyone else."

"I just… well, you see… there's something I know that I'm not supposed to tell you, and, well, I don't want to upset you or make you think I don't believe you, but… it can't be his."

Ginny grew angry. "So you're saying I'm lying?"

"That's the thing. I don't think you'd lie about that, but if you knew what I knew, you'd understand why it's more believable that you are lying than for Draco to be the baby's father."

Ginny stood violently. "I don't believe this. You're my friend. How can you say that? He is the only guy I've ever slept with and if he isn't the father, then this is immaculate conception! And that isn't real!"

"He can't have children, Ginny!"

She paused. "He's impotent?"

"Oh, oh no, I wasn't supposed to tell anyone!"

"Well the cat's out of the bag now, so you might as well finish. Though I don't believe you."

"He told me that his father had him tested. He's seen a healer. He can't have children."

"Then explain how I'm pregnant!"

The door flew open and Ginny gasped. Her hands flew up to her mouth and she backed up into the sink entrance to the Chamber of Secrets. "No. No no no no no."

Myrtle 'eeped' and flew above a toilet. "I'm so sorry, Draco! I didn't mean to!"

"It's okay, Myrtle. I'm not mad."

"I'll, uh, go now. Leave you two alone." She flew into a toilet.

He looked Ginny straight in the eye, mouth open, eyes wide. "You're pregnant?" She didn't answer, she just started hyperventilating and crying all over again. He rushed over to her and took her into his arms. "Ginny, it's okay. You'll be okay. I'm not mad or scared or anything like that. You don't have to do this alone. Frankly, I don't think you have the right to do this without me… but I promise you won't do it alone. When were you going to tell me?"

She calmed herself down and pulled away from him. "You believe me?"

"I – I mean, yeah. It's hard but I know you were a virgin… even if you had sex with another guy after me, you wouldn't be showing pregnancy signs so soon. I have to believe you."

"Myrtle was telling the truth?"

He looked ashamed. "Yeah. After my failure to kill Dumbledore, my father was so disgusted by me that he forced me to have sex with multiple pure blood girls, all willing, so I could produce an heir because I wasn't worthy of the Malfoy name anymore. Since my mother could no longer have children, the responsibility of producing another heir fell on me because my father cares about status. He could not have a child with another woman unless he divorced my mother and married another witch, and there was no time for that. Once one of the women became pregnant, he would have us marry. Needless to say, none of them conceived. He took me to a fertility healer, who told us that I'm impotent. I was such an embarrassment that my father took me to the then corrupt Ministry and legally disowned me. Apparently, impotency is immediate grounds for disowning."

Ginny looked horrified. "Mal… Dra… oh Merlin. And I've been freaking out about my life… I'm so sorry he did that to you."

"That's why I wasn't careful when we had sex. I know you were, but I wasn't. And I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. But… at the same time… I'm ecstatic."

She looked surprised. "You are?"

"I feel horrible that this happened to you so young and unplanned, but I've always wanted children and it devastated me when I was told I couldn't. I don't know what it is about you that's different from the other girls, but if this is true… please tell me it's true…"

"It is true. I swear on my life that I haven't had sex with anyone else. But I'll take veritaserum to quell your insecurities."

"You don't have to go that far."

"You will always wonder. It's not about trust. I can tell you believe me, but after what you went through, I understand why you will always wonder. So I'll do it."

He let the last of his wall fall, and she smiled brightly at the hope and happiness on his face, a face she had only ever seen emotionless or angry. "Thank you… but I don't want you to. It's the ultimate form of mistrust."

She had her mind set, but she wouldn't argue it now. She had a question she was dying to ask. "Aren't you… don't you not want to have a child with a blood traitor? Especially a Weasley? You hate my family."

"After what happened in the war, you're really asking me that?"

"I have to. After all these years of your hatred, I have to."

He nodded. "I understand. I'm sorry for how I treated you. I don't care about blood. I never cared. I acted all of it. Well… most of it. I allowed my jealousy of your loving family and friends to show through my mask, and I made it look like hatred of your blood status." Her jaw fell open and he laughed. "I know you wanted cold-hearted Draco, but I'm finally allowed to be myself, so you're going to have to get used to nice Draco." She laughed. "Who else knows about this?"

"Ron, Hermione, Luna, and Harry all know I'm pregnant. Only Ron knows you're the father because he sort of found out by mentioning you when I said I didn't want to tell the father... He said even if it's Malfoy, the father deserves to know. I froze up and he knew, then."

Draco blanched. "How long has he known?"

"Three weeks, since the train."

Draco felt his head with his hands and she looked at him curiously. "My head's still here. That's interesting."

She laughed. "He was surprisingly cool about it all. He said you'd changed, and that I had to see that. That you're a good person. He reminded me that Fred is still alive because of you, and that I shouldn't be scared of telling you. The old you, yes. But not the post-war you."

"I'm grateful for him, then. I must thank him." He gently pushed her hair behind her ear and looked at her so lovingly, it paralyzed her. "I know you're dating Potter. But if you could remember the spark we had in quidditch camp, and would rekindle that, I would be grateful."

"I… Draco, I – " He kissed her, and her body remembered that spark even though her mind did not want to. "Draco, you hurt me. I'm with Harry, now. I can't."

"I'm sorry I hurt you. I freaked out because I developed feelings for you, which I've never done for anyone before. Do you have feelings for Potter? Tell me the truth."

"… No."

"Then don't lie about your feelings for me."

"I have to lie. For my own sake." She walked past him and opened the door. "I didn't know when I was going to tell you. I was terrified, and was putting it off." She paused. "I have an appointment on Friday after classes at five with Madame Pomfrey."

"I'll be there."

She beamed at him, and he swore to himself that he would win her back.

The next morning, Ginny told Ron at breakfast that Draco knew. She didn't have time to ellaborate, as the rest of their group of friends was walking over and classes were starting soon. "I'll tell you later. He knows you know though, so he might try to talk to you."

Later that day at dinner, Draco made his way over to the Gryffindor table, eyes on Ron's back.

"Malfoy's walking over here," Harry said. Hermione looked up; she was sitting next to him, facing Ron and Ginny.

Draco approached them and addressed Ron. "Can I talk to you alone?"

Ron looked surprised on purpose because he knew what this was about. "Sure." He stood and they walked into the hallway. Ron cast muffliato. "What's up?"

"I know about the baby."

"I'm surprised she told you; she was terrified."

"She didn't. I found out. I heard her talking to Myrtle about it and I was so shocked that I walked in on them. She broke down and explained everything. I'm sure she told you all about it."

"Actually, no," Ron admitted. "She said she had a run-in with you and that you know about the baby, but that was earlier today. She didn't have time to go into detail. Said she would later."

"Ah. Well, I know you knew that I was the father and that you urged her to tell me, so I wanted to thank you for being so discreet and… level-headed."

Ron chuckled. "You mean not the usual hot-head I used to be? The war changed us all, Malfoy."

"Indeed. On that note, I also want to apologize for the way I treated your family these past seven years. I never meant any of it, but that doesn't excuse it. I know this is very out of character for me, but as you said, war changes people. This is actually who I'd be if I didn't have to hide behind the mask of a cold, death eater's son."

"That means a lot, coming from you. Thank you for stepping up and making Ginny feel better about all of this. I haven't seen her smile in months."

Yes! Points for Draco! "Responsibilities aside, she's given me the greatest gift in the world. I think my happiness about all of this is what's making her smile, especially since she was scared of how I'd react."

Ron's eyes widened. "Greatest gift? That's a different reaction than I was expecting."

"I suppose I could tell you why, as long as I have your word that you will not repeat any of it to anyone except Ginny."

Ron nodded. "You have my word. No one but Ginny."

"After I couldn't kill Dumbledore, my father wanted another heir since I was a disappointment. My mother could no longer conceive, so he had me fuck a bunch of willing pure blood witches who he hand-picked. None of them conceived, so he took me to get tested. The healer said I was impotent."

"Wait. Wait… your father forced you to have sex with pure bloods… just so he could have another heir?"

Draco nodded. "He had me drink a potion to make sure I could put out because he knew I didn't want to. He threatened me with my mother's life."

"… Aside from that being royally fucked up, why didn't he just fuck them?"

"Above all, his status means the most to him. If he had a child with another woman, one he wasn't married to, people would talk and he would lose rank among the pure bloods. Though when I asked him that out of spite, he said I didn't deserve any answers and shouldn't be asking questions. Then he beat the shit out of me."

"Merlin…"

"After discovering I couldn't have children, he had me disowned. But I didn't care about being disinherited. I've always wanted children, so I was devastated."

"So… how was Ginny able to conceive?"

"I have no idea."

"But you believe her?"

"Of course. I don't think she'd sleep around, and if she did, I don't think she'd lie and say it's mine. Particularly because of our family history. She did want me to ask her again under veritaserum, but I said no."

"She'll do it anyway."

"What?"

"When she decides on something, there's no stopping her."

"Great."

"Hey, at least you said no." He paused. Draco noticed his face had gotten very red. "Shite… I hated your dad before, but now…"

"He's waiting in Azkaban for a death sentence trial. I'm sure it will pass, and he will be out of my and my mother's lives for good."

"Good."

"Don't tell me you suddenly care?"

"You're the father of my niece or nephew. I have to care, but besides that – I think anyone would care after the story you just told me."

"Bah. I don't need pity."

"It's not pity, you moron. It's empathy."

Draco eyed him carefully. "When did you grow up?"

"Why does everyone keep asking me that?!"

Draco snorted. "You know very well why."

"Yeah, I do. Well, you grew up, too. I can't believe we're having a conversation."

"I can't believe you haven't ripped my head off with your teeth for knocking up your sister."

They burst into laughter and shook hands. "You're alright, Malfoy."

"Same, Weasley."

"Ginny has an appointment on Friday night to check on the baby."

"I already know about it, and I'll be there."

"Good. I think you and Ginny should meet with us to tell Harry and Hermione so they aren't blindsided at the appointment."

"Let me know when and where."

"Will do. It will be soon; I won't be able to take Harry's pestering about why you wanted to talk to me for very long."

That night, Hermione, Ron, and Harry met in Hermione's room, waiting for Ginny; she told them she had something to say to them all. Ron knew, of course, but he did not let on.

Ginny walked in with Malfoy about ten minutes later. Harry and Hermione raised their eyebrows, and Ron's lack of surprise did not go unnoticed by Hermione.

"Draco," she greeted. "What's up?"

"He's part of what I wanted to tell you," Ginny said. She and Draco sat on Hermione's bed, facing them. "He's the father."

"Wait, WHAT?!" Harry shouted.

Hermione's wide eyes turned to Ron. "You're not surprised. You knew. How long?"

He looked guilty. "Since the train..." Pain flashed across her face. "Ginny made me promise not to tell anyone. I guessed by accident by saying even if it's Malfoy, she should tell the father. She froze, and I knew it was him. She admitted it."

"I did make him swear not to tell anyone, Mione," Ginny said softly. "I know you wouldn't judge me for it but I could barely handle Ron knowing. Please understand."

Hermione sighed. "I do... but it still hurts."

"I'm sorry."

"Lighten up, Granger." Everyone looked at Draco. "You couldn't possibly imagine what she's going through, but try to put yourself in her shoes. Not everyone tells all of their closest friends their biggest secrets, especially if they're terrified. Being pregnant at seventeen with a guy you hated for most of your life is a much bigger deal than not telling all of your friends something."

Hermione was dumbstruck. "Uh, yeah. Sorry."

"I don't believe this," Harry said. "I can't believe this. You fucked Malfoy? You lost your virginity, what you wouldn't give me, to him? You lost your feelings for me, for him?"

Ron was red in the face and ready to punch Harry, but Ginny stopped him. "Yes, I fucked Malfoy. And it was amazing." Harry looked like he was smacked in the face. "You have no right to be angry with me over who I choose to have sex with or lose my virginity to. That is MINE, not yours! Don't you EVER again think that a woman should have sex with you just because you're in a relationship! It didn't feel right to me to have sex with you, so I said no when you asked. You were seemingly respectful, but who knows what was going through your head. I lost my feelings for you before I went to camp, Harry, and so did you for me. Don't pull that shit. Don't forget what Draco did in the war. Don't forget how he changed sides, helped us win, saved Fred's life, how his mother saved YOUR life. Don't you dare." Draco glanced at her appreciatively. "I don't know what's gotten into you. I think maybe the idea of going through a pregnancy and raising a baby has gone to your head. I don't think you have feelings for me, I think you're in love with the idea of raising my child. But you aren't going to raise my child. You will be an uncle, but you will have no say in what he or she does or how they are raised. We are through. You convinced me to try dating you again, which I agreed to and it was my decision, because I thought it might be nice. I thought there may be something there still, that it would be great to have a boyfriend while going through a teenage pregnancy, even though I was put off by your reaction when you found out that I had given my virginity to someone other than you. But I don't need to be with someone. I don't need a boyfriend. I need my friends and my family."

"You're breaking up with me."

"We will never work."

"But you'll be with him! So how does any of what you just said make sense?"

"Actually no, I'm not and I won't be with him. But even if I did choose to be, that is none of your business or concern. I only dated you because I thought I needed a boyfriend for emotional support, and I'm sorry I led you on like that. But just because I don't need someone, that doesn't mean I don't want someone. However, I am making it very clear right now that I am not and do not plan on being in a relationship. With anyone. If it does happen, then that is my choice and it is my life. You have nothing to do with it. I want my friend back, Harry. But if you can't accept that Draco will be raising our child together with me, then I have to choose him over you. He's my child's father."

Harry stood and Ron looked up at him, disappointment and anger on his face. "So you're just gonna leave? You had no problem with Malfoy before all of this."

"I can't think right now. And I can't believe that you're sticking up for him."

"He's a good guy, Harry. He showed that in the war and he's showing it with Ginny's pregnancy."

Harry was seething, but he didn't get another chance to speak because Hermione piped up. "Harry, I think you should go."

So he left.

"He hates me," Ginny said softly. "One of my best friends... now hates me. I don't think I did anything to deserve this."

"You didn't," they all said.

Ron got up to sit next to her and give her a hug. "He's just hot-headed and he's being a prat. It'll blow over."

Surprisingly, Harry showed up at the appointment on Friday.

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