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Who's the Father?

My hands were trembling as I walked towards the common room, this just couldn’t be happening. The nurse told me to take today off, just to get a grip on things, I must have seen pretty out of it.

After stuttering out the password, I walked into the common room. I walked over to the couch and lay down. I’m pregnant. I, Ginny Weasley, am going to be a mother. And who was the father? I was going back to the nurse tomorrow morning to find out. She’d figured I’d had enough information today. Tomorrow, once we find out who the baby is, I’m supposed to go to Dumbledore. Like that’s not going to be awkward.

“Ginny...aren’t you going to class?” Ron asked, walking in to retrieve his transfiguration book.

“I- I’m not going to classes today...”

“Why not? You’re going to get into a ton of trouble.”

“I just- I don’t feel good, okay?”

“Okay! Okay!” He put his hands up in defense, “I’ll leave you alone! Don’t bite off my head…”

I picked up my astronomy book, might as well get some studying done…