Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter...and unless fate deals me the best hand ever, I probably never will.

Firstly some setup for this story

-It takes place post-HBP however, it is written without taking DH into account.
-Harry met his destiny early, having defeated Lord Voldemort over the summer between 6th and 7th year.
-Draco was pardoned from Azkaban on the grounds that he only let death eaters into Hogwarts because he was in fear of his parents being killed.
-The climate is post-war, and hopeful.
-Hermione Granger is Head Girl
-Draco Malfoy is Head Boy
-The current headmaster of Hogwarts is Minerva McGonagall

If there are any other questions you need answered feel free to leave a review.

Beautiful Chapter image is all thanks to Obviously394 at TDA. I love it :)

Chapter 1-Life Comes At You Fast

Ginny paced the length of the head’s bathroom angrily. Occasionally, stopping to peer expectantly at the thermometer-like object sitting on the counter. She had no idea how she had gotten herself into such a situation, well of course she knew, but she thought of herself as smarter than that. She glared at the stick.

“No offense Gin, but I don’t think it speeds up the more you look at it.”

“Well how long is this stupid thing gonna take?”

“The box says it only takes 6 minutes,” Hermione replied, smartly.

“And it’s been…like an hour. Really though… How long has it been?” Ginny sounded scared.

“We're almost there, only thirty more seconds.” Both girls stared avidly at the object. 

A blood-curdling scream rent the air. Ginny was livid, she began pacing and muttering again, this time loudly though  “What am I gonna do? This can’t be real, how could this happen to me? What do I do?” She looked up at her best friend, searching for an answer.

“Well for starters, at least you know who the father is, right?” Hermione smiled at the redhead. Hermione really didn‘t understand why Ginny was freaking out so much. Perhaps the timing was inconvenient, but the last thing Harry would be is angry with Ginny. After a long silence, Ginny finally spoke.


“What do you mean ‘No’?”

“I don’t know who the father is…” Ginny had to tell someone.

“And does Harry know you‘ve been cheating on him?!  How could you?” Her angry voice rising. Ginny? Seriously what was the world coming to when Ginny was cheating on Harry Potter? After all he‘s been through can she at least be slightly sensitive? Hermione’s face was red, she knew it, she could feel the blood pounding in her ears.

“Hermione, please let me explain, it wasn’t like that really, Harry has been very…difficult to deal with, I love him but he’s just so…angry.  I‘ve tried so hard to make things work, I just want to be able to make him feel better about the war. He‘s so great, but then sometimes, he’s upset and I’m powerless to help him. Well…things got to hard for me and I needed someone to talk to, I was so sick of being alone, and he was there for me but I didn‘t really realize there was more to it than that, and things progressed. He listens to me and he takes care of me when Harry is sulking.” she slid down the wall she was leaning against.

“Whoa! Are you serious? Harry saved the entire wizarding world! He has the right be sulky if he wants to! Are you even going to tell Harry you're the worst girlfriend in the history of ever?”

“Hermione, please, as my friend, forgive me.” Ginny was in tears now.

“Well I’m Harry’s friend too. But yeah, I’ll get over it, you have to tell him though.”

“I know, I just don’t want to cause him any more pain.”

“Gin, you can make it through this. Everything will work itself out. Come on, it‘s about time we got to bed.” and with that the girls rose and Ginny followed Hermione back into the Head Girl's dorm.

The next morning…

Ginny hardly slept at all so, when it was time to get up she was less than pleased. She had spent the entire night worrying, what’s she going to do with the baby, whose is it? How was she going to tell Harry that she cheated on him? She felt like dirt, slimy, mucky, nasty dirt.  She walked over to the bathroom door.

“I wouldn‘t go in there just now if I were you, unless you want your entire day ruined." Ginny looked at her questioningly, "Malfoy’s in the shower can‘t you hear the water running?”

“I have no idea how he got made Head Boy…He’s such a prat.” said Ginny, yawning.

“A really, really good-looking prat though,” Hermione mumbled to herself (or so she thought). After a pause, Ginny registered what Hermione had said.

“WHAT? Oh my goodness! You have a thing for MALFOY?!” Hermione clapped her hands over her mouth as though she just realized what she had said. And then began shaking her head furiously. “Don’t lie to me Hermione, you know you meant it.”

“Ok, well he is good-looking” she said through her hands.

“HA!” Ginny leaped with excitement, “you just admitted it! You have a crush on Draco Malfoy!”

“Not really, he‘s just been a lot nicer to me since the end of the war, that’s all.” Hermione admitted.

“Malfoy? Nicer? Now that‘s a laugh” Hermione was eager to lead them away from this potentially dangerous subject.

“Well seeing as we are sharing, so who is the other potential father?” That shut Ginny up fast.

“Well, promise you won’t kill me.” Hermione nodded. “Well, it‘s…”

After an incredibly long silence, “Just say it already,” Hermione encouraged.

“Blaise Zabini.”

Well there you have it, my first chapter ever, do you like it? do you hate it? would you use it to wipe your nose on, let me know. any review is highly appreciated.

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