A/N: I do not own Harry Potter. If I did, do you honestly think I would be sitting here writing this or publishing it or choosing to make millions of dollars off of a brilliant idea?

Anyway, here's Chapter 1.
Harry was feeling sick. He was 19 years old and he was finally out on his own. He didn't know whether or not the Weasley's would want him living with them at all. But, it was worth a try. Knocking on the door, he prepared for Ron to tell him to get off his doorstep. He thought Harry was scum anyway, ever since he had started dating Ginny. Harry knew exactly what he was thinking. He thought that Harry was stealing his baby sister away from him. Ginny was fresh out of Hogwarts and she was free to do whatever she wanted. And, clearly she wanted to be with Harry.
Bracing himself for the yelling and screaming he figured Ron was about to do, he knocked on the door. Mrs. Weasley answered the door.

"Oh! Harry, dear. Come on in!"

Harry pulled his trunk into the house. "Um, I'd understand if you didn't want me to stay, but I can't stay with the Dursleys and I have no where else to go," Harry said quickly.

Mrs. Weasley looked at him kindly. "I figured you'd show up here. Those people are so inconsiderate. I made you a new sweater, dear."

"Thank you, Mrs. Weasley," said Harry.

Upon hearing Harry's voice, Ginny ran down the stairs and pounced on him.

"Harry, you're here! Great! Mom?" she asked, turning to Mrs. Weasley, "Can I talk to Harry? In private?"

Mrs. Weasley smiled. She had always wanted her daughter to end up with Harry, but now it seemed as if they had finally found that they were meant to be together after all.

Ginny led Harry up the stairs and pulled him into the bedroom that she and Hermione shared. Hermione sat on the bed reading 1,000 Uses for Counter-Curses apparently not realizing that Harry was even in the room.

"Hello, Hermione," said Harry, smiling.

"Oh! Harry! You're here," said Hermione.

"How come everyone around here knew I was coming before I even came?" asked Harry, half to himself.

Ginny smiled at Harry. "Hermione? Could you leave us alone for about five minutes?" she asked.

"Okay. I'm sure you two have a lot to talk about," Hermione said, winking at Ginny. She walked out of the bedroom.

"Ginny, I had another dream last night. Another weird one."

When Harry said this, Ginny looked at him. Harry's dreams usually were extremely significant. She knew this from past experiences.

"And... what was it about?"

"Well, it's kind of hard to explain, as it has to do with both of us and a prophecy."

"A prophecy?"

"Yes. A prophecy. One that will change both of our lives for forever."

"Harry, spit it out."

Harry took a deep breath and started to tell Ginny the prophecy's contents. "AS THE MONTH OF JULY CLOSES... A BABY WILL BE BORN... TO THE ONE WHO HAS VANQUISHED THE DARK LORD... FOR IF A BABY IS NOT BORN TO THEM AT THIS PRECISE DATE... THE DARK LORD WILL RISE AGAIN... MORE POWERFUL THAN EVER BEFORE... DESTROYING THE ONE THAT DESTROYED HIM... AS THE MONTH OF JULY CLOSES... A BABY WILL BE BORN...

"And, this means what?" asked Ginny, apparently clueless.

"From what I get from it, it means something about a baby that prevents Voldemort from ever coming back," said Harry.

"Let me get Hermione," said Ginny. She found her in the twins bedroom and dragged her down the hall to their bedroom.

Harry repeated the prophecy to Hermione who wrote it down. Rereading it, she started to look pale.

"Hermione, what's wrong?" asked Ginny.

"We need to talk to your parents right away," said Hermione, "This is not good. If Harry dreamed this-- and yes, Harry, I know it's not a dream dream-- then it looks like Harry will have to have a child. And to meet the deadline, it's going to have to be in the next three months. And, by having this baby, it guarantees that Voldemort won't come back. If you don't have the baby, then Voldemort will come back, worse than ever before and you'll die," Hermione finished, looking sick to her stomach.

"So, I just find some person and have a baby with her?" asked Harry, incredulously.

"Within the next three months," said Hermione.

"That's it," said Ginny, "Come on Harry, we're going to go see Dumbledore first." She walked over to the fireplace and threw a pinch of Floo Powder into the fireplace. "Dumbledore's Office!" she said, clearly.

Finally, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and Harry, Ginny, and Hermione all met Dumbledore in his office.

Dumbledore looked at Harry, Ginny, and Hermione seriously.
"

I do not need to say how serious this is, do I?" he asked.

"No, sir," all three of them mumbled.

"If Lord Voldemort returns and Harry is not there, then our whole world is going to fall apart. I would suggest that Ginny carry the baby, but I am not God, therefore I will not put that burden on her without her consent," said Dumbledore.

"But, Albus, she's only eighteen. She can't carry a baby right now! She's still a child herself!" cried Mrs. Weasley.

"When Harry was born, we knew of the circumstances surrounding his birth. Lily and James were well protected. Naturally, I would perform the Fidelius Charm, making Mrs. Weasley the Secret-Keeper. That would ensure that Harry, Ginny, and the baby were safe. Then, I would strongly urge the two of you to consider marriage. I know it's a big step, but we really don't have any other ways to stop this from happening. I would place many charms on the infant and make him safe from harm. Then, if something happened and Mrs. Weasley broke down-- no offense Molly-- then I would place the infant in the care of Molly and Arthur... meaning Ginny would have to sacrifice herself for her child just as Harry's mother did. That would ensure that Voldemort would be gone for forever."

"So, you're saying that I would have to have Harry's baby, and then we would go into hiding?" asked Ginny, fearfully.

"Yes," Dumbledore answered.

"Oh my gosh..." Ginny was speechless.

"Um, I'll carry the baby if Ginny doesn't want to or can't," said Hermione, nervously.

"Hermione, wouldn't that be kind of weird, considering the fact that you're my best friend?"

"It would be kind of weird, but we'd be saving the wizarding world," said Hermione.

"Um... I don't know if I'm very comfortable with you doing that with my boyfriend, Hermione," said Ginny, blushing, "Professor, I'll do it."

"Ginny!" yelped Mr. Weasley.

"Well, do you want our lives the way we know them to cease to exist or do you want me to have a baby? I would prefer having a baby to Harry dying and Voldemort coming back!" Ginny yelled.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley jumped.

"VOLDEMORT!" Ginny bellowed.

"Ginny?" asked Harry.

"What?" asked Ginny.

"Are you absolutely sure you want to do this?" asked Harry, "Because I can always go do it with someone else..."

"Harry! I will not have you cheating on me with some other girl even if it IS to save the world!"

Harry's face turned red.

"Fine. Arthur, Molly? Will you support Ginny? She and Harry are going to be going through a lot and they are going to need your support..." said Dumbledore.

"Well, oh, alright!" said Mrs. Weasley.

At this point, Mr. Weasley walked over to Harry and whispered in his ear.

"Take care of my baby," he said.

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