Chapter 1- Not-so-unexpected
Harry Potter. The Saviour of the Wizarding world, the Hero of the Light, the brave and confident man who defeated the most evil wizard of the century. Ha! As if. He thought to himself. If they could see me now. He waved his wand carelessly at the door and dragged himself inside, eyes flickering emptily around his vast entryway. He sighed. All the riches in the world wouldn't fill up the emptiness inside his soul; would not quench the dry, barren expanse that stretched endlessly through his core.
"Honey, I'm home," he called, the sound reverberating slightly against the polished hallway, as he listened for the answer that would come every day when he returned. But today, it didn't. Frowning slightly, he tried to get himself to care, to call louder; but to no avail, he just didn't. Care, that is. He loosened his tie and kicked off his shoes as he trudged up the staircase that led to the master bedroom, pausing at the door as he heard furious whispering coming from inside. "Hermione, what am I going to do?! I can't have a you-know-what! But he'll know; we haven't, you know, for months….I know it was stupid, but you know how he is! I needed it, you must understand! For crying-out-loud Herms! I shouldn't have done it, I know, but I couldn't help myself. And I thought he had taken the precautions… I don't know what to do!" He heard Ginny wail. A slight stirring of curiosity was felt in the depths of his chest, and he was about to squash it down to where it belonged, when… "How am I supposed to go to him and tell him I'm pregnant? By Cormac fucking McLaggen, of all people!"
Harry raised an eyebrow and pushed open the door. "Language, Ginny, dear," he sighed. "Now would you like to remain in this house, or shall I?" There was no malice in his voice, just exhaustion. He turned to find Ginny standing there, gaping at him. "And I would advise you to stop doing that, we wouldn't want you to choke on a fly now, would we?"
"But aren't…aren't you, uhh angry? At me?" She stammered. "No, why would I be?" he replied calmly. "Because I'm pregnant! Not by you!"
"Yes, I heard you the first time," said Harry. "However, I am not angry. I was not catering to your needs, so you went and fixed the situation. I was never going to have sex with you, Gin, so it's only natural for you to have gone and found what you need with someone else. Now, I'll ask again, would you like to move out, or shall I?"