Hello everyone! Sorry it's been a few months. But I'm back and ready for anything with a brand new story! (Well, I suppose it's not exactly new, as it's been told about a hundred times by several different people, but you know what I mean.) Ron and Hermione are getting married! I threw in a little surprise for Harry and Ginny, too. Hope you enjoy!
Ginny Potter opened her bright brown eyes and yawned. It was a beautiful fall morning. Often, she and Harry would stay in bed for a while and talk. But this morning, Harry was nowhere to be seen. She sat up and realized that he was not in the bedroom.
"Harry?" she whispered. Climbing out of bed, Ginny pulled on her slippers and hurried into the kitchen. Harry was not there.
"Oh, well," she murmured to the cat, "Perhaps he went to the grocery store. I hope he's back soon, though. We have a lot to do to get ready for the wedding this evening!"
Ginny bustled about the little kitchen, making various items for her and Harry's breakfast. Bacon was easy. Pancakes required a little more effort. She was just finishing the orange juice when she began to feel a little gurgle in her stomach.
Sighing, she looked at the cat. "I'm hungry. I wonder when that husband of mine will be back!"
She ran into the bathroom to comb her hair. She gazed into her mirror and began to wet her hair down. She felt the gurgle again and looked down at her stomach. "What the-"
Before Ginny knew it, she was kneeling down in front of the toilet, vomiting. She raised her hand and weakly called, "Accio Wand!"
Her wand flew to her pale hand. Ginny spat once more into the toilet, took a deep breath, and raised her wand. "Expecto Patronum!" she whispered. "Harry, I don't have a clue where you are, but you had better get down here quickly or-"
A familiar pop sounded in the living room as Harry Apparated into the cottage. "Ginny!" he called cheerfully as he ran into the bedroom. "Good morning, sweetheart. I-"
Ginny mustered up all the strength she could and yelled out into the bedroom. "Harry, I'm in the bathroom!"
Harry raced into the bathroom and stared at his wife, who at the moment was sitting in the corner and looking very angry. "Ginny, are you all right?"
Ginny rolled her eyes. "Oh, gee, I wouldn't know. I've only been vomiting for the past thirty minutes. That certainly shouldn't give any clue as to how I am." With that, she began to cry.
Harry quickly sat down on the floor beside Ginny and held her until she quieted. "I'm sorry, dear," he apologized, "I didn't know you weren't feeling well." He brushed her long red hair out of her face. "Is there anything I can do?"
Ginny shook her head. "I don't think so. I just don't understand why I'm so sick! I was fine last night. It sort of happened out of nowhere." She looked into Harry's green eyes sadly.
Her husband thought. "Did you eat anything odd yesterday?" She shook her head. "Did you eat anything odd this morning?" She shook her head again, then gasped.
"Harry!" Ginny cried. "I left the pancakes frying in the kitchen!"
Harry raced into the kitchen to turn off the stove. Feeling rather sick again, Ginny crawled over to the toilet and waited. Harry came back in and found her vomiting once more. A thought occurred to him. "Uh, Ginny," he said awkwardly, "Is there any chance that you missed your period this month?"
When Ginny had finished, she looked up at him in alarm. "Oh, my goodness! I was supposed to get it last weekend, but I didn't. I guess it didn't strike me as something that problematic. But now that I think about it..." She smiled at Harry. "Maybe there's a certain reason!"
For the first time in an hour, Ginny regained her strength and stood up to embrace Harry. "We've been trying since April to have a baby!"
Harry picked her up, spun her around, and kissed her. "Do you really think...?"
Ginny kissed him again. "Oh, I hope so." She got herself a cup of water from the bathroom sink before continuing. "Look, I have to go to Hermione's house for a little while to make sure her gown is all right for tonight. Then I'll go over to St. Mungo's. Can you make me an appointment?"
Harry nodded. "I'll do that straightaway."
"Good!" Ginny kissed him once more. "Let's have breakfast, okay? I'm starving."
They walked into the kitchen and sat down at the little table to eat their breakfast. Ginny remembered something.
"Harry," she began, "Where were you this morning?"
Harry swallowed a piece of bacon before answering. "I had to run to the office and put in some extra time working on the Baudin case. Ron was there, too. He took the rest of the week off for the honeymoon. He says hello."
Ginny giggled at the idea of her silly big brother getting married. Though she was very happy for the two of them, it was hard to picture Ron committing to something serious, especially marriage. She took another swallow of water, brought her dishes to the sink, and kissed Harry goodbye. "I'll see you after St. Mungo's, all right?" Harry nodded and said goodbye. Ginny walked over to the fireplace, picked up a handful of Floo Powder, and tossed it in, calling, "The Granger's House!" Then, with a whoosh, she was gone.