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The war, it changed everyone. Harry couldn't say he was alone, he wouldn't even try to victimize himself. It was never something he knew how to do, he already accepted himself as one of the many lucky ones in the war. He loved many, but his family had passed long before the war ever came to his life. Ginny, she was the one who needed his comfort. Ron. Teddy. They were the ones who truly lost. Sitting in his study - it was the only place he seemed he could be alone, he could hear his love talking to someone in the floo. He assumed it was Hermione, everyone kept trying to talk to him about everything, but Harry just wanted to get through today instead of focusing on his past.
"Harry!"
Closing his eyes, Harry mourned the short silence he did have. Ginny was only a year out of Hogwarts, they had Grimmauld Place, but it wasn't want Ginny wanted, and Harry could tell. His girlfriend didn't push though, she just chose to spend more time out at her parents or would talk about housing elsewhere. Harry didn't want to move from his home, this was the only place he had left to count for the family he lost. He couldn't say that though.
"Harry! Can you come here please?" Ginny's voice grew louder as she started up the stairs.
Standing up, he moved to the stairs to greet his girlfriend. Looking down at her from the hallway to the staircase, "What's going on?"
"Hermione and Ron are here." Ginny's voice just had a little more hype to in than normal, causing Harry to raise an eyebrow. It wasn't uncommon for his friends to come over, Ron was Ginny's brother, than her and Hermione are more than close now.
"Okay.. I'll be down in a second." Harry went to his room and grabbed his sweater off the bed before he started to head down the stairs. Walking into the living room, Ron and Hermione seemed really eager about something, they were both smiling, sitting nearly on top of each other. Harry couldn't help but smile for them too, him and Ginny weren't really like that, but to each their own. "Okay, what's going on?" The amusement might be clear in his tone, but it wasn't like his friends to be all over each like this. Maybe in the beginning, but after two years and a traveling tent..they weren't in the cupcake phase anymore.
Ron and Hermione seemed over the edge, but Ron spoke up first, "Mate, Mione's pregnant."
Harry looked between the two of them. Pregnant? Wow, that's big. Harry was happy for his friends, but his first thought was Ginny. He looked at his girlfriend, who seemed excited enough for them, but Harry knew. Ginny wanted to jump on a life as soon as the war ended, she wanted to pretend with him that it was over. Maybe that was why they got on so well. Only thing was, Harry wanted to focus on something like a job..while Ginny wanted to focus on family. Finding the perfect home, marriage, and babies.
"Whoa. Congratulations, mate." Harry gave the hugs to both of his friends, understanding that it was a big deal.
They all ate and hung out, Ginny and Hermione talking a lot about the nursery and the gender, when Ron pulled Harry into another room. "Hey mate, you good?"
They had been friends for nearly 10 years now, it shouldn't surprise Harry that Ron noticed something was off with him, but it did. "Yeah, why? A baby mate. That's pretty big." Hopping on the counter, he looked at his best friend, thinking it over how in 9 months his best friend was going to be a dad.
"Yeah it is..Not like it was planned you know? Kinda just happen." The redhead looked uneasy, excited but nervous. Harry assumed it was normal, first baby and everything. "I meant to ask, because of Ginny. Moine might have said something about how Ginny is actually wanting kids."
Feeling uncomfortable with the conversation, Harry didn't want to damper the news of the baby with his own issues. "She brought it up." Harry agreed, since he can't really lie about it. "I told her not yet."
Ron looked over his friend, trying to figure out what he should say. "Mate, like I said we didn't plan it. So I understand where you're coming from, but isn't this what you both want? Move forward?"
Of course he would side with his sister. "Yeah, it is. We'll probably have more to talk about when you guys take off." Harry didn't want kids right now, he was just functioning being a godfather to Teddy. "So got any names picked out yet? How about Lavender for a girl aye?" Harry grinned with his joke and change of topic.
"Fuck off, mate."
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Laying in bed, listening to his girlfriend in the bathroom, "I hope for the kid's sake it's a boy. Can already seeing it if it's a girl, Ron will bar the kid's window's or something." She moved out of the bathroom, pulling back the covers to crawl into bed next to Harry. He moved his arm out, as she laid her head on his chest. Their nightly routine.
Silence.
"Harry?"
"Mm?"
"Can we talk about the fact that Ron and Hermione have more issues than anyone and they're having babies and we aren't?"
"Ginny.."
"Harry come on. I want to. You wanted to. Now..you don't."
"I don't want to yet. Why you're seriously only 18, why are you pushing so hard for this?" Harry sighed, pulling away from his girlfriend. "I said let's wait, just until me and you are settled. And Ron and Mione weren't trying to have a baby either."
"But they got one! You won't even move out of this house!"
"It was Sirius's! I don't want to move Ginny! You are so stuck on forgetting anything happen, I want to move forward with you...but you can't ignore everything just because-"
"I'm not!" Ginny and Harry were not standing on either sides of the bed glaring at each other. "You want to live in the past, you want to keep this place, when all it is-is a bunch of bad memories and and and the dead!"
"Bloody hell Ginny, then move out! Go back to your parents. I don't want to leave and don't want to have kids just yet. Stop forcing it."
Ginny grabbed what was closest to her, a book from her nightstand, throwing it at her boyfriend. "Move back?! Because I want to have a family with you, you're kicking me out?! What the fuck Harry?!"
"Fuck- No. I'm not kicking you out, but I'm not moving. Ginny I love -"
"No fuck you! I want to be your family. I want you to be mine. And you're out to make me the bad guy!"
Harry groaned, hitting the headboard of their bed in anger with a loud echo to the room. "Merlin Ginny, do you even hear yourself? I love you, and I want you here, but I don't want to start with kids before we even have anything going. I live here, I want to stay here, with the little bit of my family I have left. You're only 18 and you're ready to settle down!"
Ginny was furious. Harry was irritated. Both of them just glaring at each other. Harry finally gave in, grabbing some clothes from his closest.
"Where in the hell are you going?" Ginny demanded once she found her voice again.
Harry didn't even look at her while he was leaving the bedroom, getting dressed as he walked away. "Out." Then he apperated.
