CHAPTER ONE

(Ginny's POV)

It's been seven months since the battle at Hogwarts everything has changed. Harry and I had decided that waiting until I finished school to get married wasn't worth it. Our lives had been uprooted and everything had been thrown into perspective for us. Everyone knew it but didn't say it but it could have been more than just Fred, Tonks and Remus who had died that day.

So in July three months after the battle we had gotten married closely followed by Ron and Hermione.

Kingsley who had been named Minister of Magic after the battle had told Harry Ron and Hermione that because of their activities of the last year they were Exempt for retaking their finally year and that if they choose to they could start on their chosen career right away. They had declined for the time being they just wanted to take the year to relax they had instead chosen to come with me to Hogwarts. They wouldn't be taking classes but they would instead be acting as teachers aids and a type of security should anything happen which nobody thinks would happen but after what we had all be through the peace of mind was nice.

Thousands of witches and wizards from all over the world joined together to rebuild the school and in the three months of summer the castle had been returned to its former glory.

I had been named head girl I had been surprised but nobody else was they all knew it would be me. And so for the first time in what feels like forever Harry was happy and so was I to see him so.

"Ginny?" Harry asked worried

I looked around we were all sitting in the common room that had been given to us by McGonagall at the start of term it was like an apartment but also very similar to the Gryffindor tower the common room had stairs leading to an upper level leading to a set of rooms Harry and I in one and Hermione and Ron in the other.

I could tell by the way they were looking at me that they had been trying to get my attention for a while

"Oh, what sorry I was just thinking. What's up?" I said as I continued to look at them

"I asked you if you were still having problems with your muggle studies paper." Hermione asked

"Oh, no thanks for asking but I was able to find what I needed to finish it." I replied closing the book that was in my lap

I lay down on the couch with my head in Harry's lap and we talked for a few more hours. This was our nightly routine, we established this shortly after arriving at Hogwarts we wanted a sense of normalcy this helped us have that. Harry was playing with my hair and after a while I started to get sleepy Harry could tell so we both stood up.

"We're kind of tired we're going to head up to our room." The other two nodded and we made our way up to our rooms.

I don't know what it was but lately I had been more tired than usual. I put it out of my mind it was probably from my work load.

I woke the next morning with a jolt after a few seconds I realized what had woken me up and I Bolted to our bathroom and threw up. Harry came in after a few minutes and held my hair back.

"Ginny are you Okay?" He asked concerned

I sat back and leaned into him, "Yeah, I actually feel good now which is weird usually after I throw up I feel like death."

"Maybe you should go to the hospital wing." It was more of a request then a suggestion but I didn't really want to go I've hated the hospital wing or anything hospital related since my first year.

"Harry I know you're going to make me so I'm not even going to fight you but when Madam Pomfrey says there is nothing wrong with me you need to let it go." I said giving him a stern look.

"Deal," he said he knew of my hatred for the hospital wing so he wasn't arguing with my terms.

When we got to the hospital wing Madam Pomfrey led us over to a bed and had me sit.

"So Mrs. Potter what seems to be the problem?" She asked looking concerned and rightly so over the years the four of us had been in here more than all of the other students probably combined.

"I threw up this morning but I feel fine now, Harry insisted I come down and see you and I knew he would worry till I did so I came though I don't think there is anything wrong with me." I told her confidently.

"Okay well I'm going to ask you a few questions, the first have you been tired more than usual?"

"Um actually yes but I'm a 7th year it's to be expected right?"

"Well usually but I know you I don't think the work load would have affected your sleep. Now have you noticed a change in your appetite?"

Weird question but okay, however Harry had been the one to answer knowing it would down play it, "She hasn't been drinking pumpkin juice and she won't eat spicy foods and she loves both."

Of course he would notice my eating habits he was always watching me.

She nodded then waved her wand at me after a few seconds I noticed my hands had a bluish outline then just as quickly as it appeared it disappeared.

"What in Marlins name was that?" I asked in surprised

"When you told me you had thrown up this morning but felt fine right after I had a suspicion I asked you those questions to further confirm it but that," She said gesturing to me, "what I just did was a test."

"A test for what exactly?" Harry asked this time really concerned and I think at the moment more concerned than I was

"For pregnancy," I looked at her in shock, "if you weren't pregnant nothing would have happened but you glowed blue which means you are. And I would say with twins by how brightly you glowed."

"Are you sure? Like your 100% sure it's not a mistake or a glitch?" I asked on the verge of hyperventilating

"Yes dear I am very much sure."

We sat there as she told us she is going to set something up with St. Mongo's to have a healer specializing in pregnancy to come out once a month to check on me and make sure everything is going good. She then gave us what muggles call prenatal vitamins but these were specially altered for witches it would help keep my magic in control in the later months. She told us some other stuff but I was too shocked to listen I just leaned into Harry as he listened and asked questions. I knew he would tell me later so I just shut everything out.

Later in our rooms we were sitting in our bed and Harry was holding me I was still shocked but now I was feeling other things. I was happy but I was so scared at the same time.

"Harry I'm scared." I said as I pulled myself closer into him, he held me tighter in response.

"I am to Ginny, but you know what else I'm so happy." He lifted my chin so that I was looking at him, "Ginny I know you're happy to but that you're worried about what people will think. If you want we don't have to tell anybody who isn't family, we can do a notice me not charm once you start showing."

"But people will suspect something when I stop playing Quidditch."

"Then we'll say that you have become ill and that because the healers don't know what it is they don't want you flying. It would bring up less questions and rumors." He kissed my forehead "Ginny I am so happy please don't worry everything will be fine I promise and let's be honest we have been through worse situations. We can handle this."

I knew he was right and I was a little less worried and happier.