Ginny sobbed into her pillow. Unable to locate Harry, Rowle had been her next best hope. She knew Harry desperately wanted a family, he would marry her instantly. She had hoped Rowle might at least be willing to shoulder his half, just enough to support their child, but no, he had to a selfish bastard. A memory niggled at her. She clamped down on those thoughts. It had been an impulsive mistake. She wanted to pay Rowle back for his lack of attention, maybe make him jealous. She regretted it instantly. He hadn't cared and now she had three possible fathers instead of two. None of her family would understand. Bill might, or at least he might be willing to help her. Her mum would be furious. Her father wouldn't keep it from his wife. She decided to write her eldest brother and ask for help before she gave up and confessed to Molly.