A/N: I do not own Harry Potter! All credits go to J.K. Rowling!

I'm sorry if there are any grammatical errors, English isn't my first language, if you spot a mistake, please let me know, thank you!

I hope you like it!

Fleur and Bill sit down on the, already full, couch and Ginny sits down on her husband's lap, Harry smiles gently to his wife. He takes Ginny's hand and whispers in her ear; 'Let's do it together!'

He gives her a little kiss and looks into her bright brown eyes, Ginny nods, she sighs and turns her head to her family.

'I, eh..' Ginny chuckles, she looks at her husband once more and then back to her family 'I'm pregnant!' she's smiling now, as is Harry.

Mrs Weasley starts smiling too, 'But Ginny, why didn't you tell us?'

Harry laughs loudly.

'What's so funny, mate?' says Ron.

'You are!' answers Harry.

'I didn't tell you,' Ginny says slowly 'because of a conversation I had with Ronald and Hermione, months ago' says Ginny.

Hermione looks surprised at the hearing of her name, but then she turns her head, looks accusingly at her husband and sighs.

'I was talking to Hermione about Victoire…' Ginny says as she nods her head in Fleur's direction.

'…and about having kids in general, when Ronald came walking in.' Ginny sighs. 'He said that he would not allow me to have kids, because I was, or am, too young to have kids, and that he would talk to Harry about it.'

'So he did, and honestly Ron, it was the most awkward conversation we had!' says Harry, looking at Ron.

'Why do you always have to ruin things for them, Ronald?!' says Hermione loudly 'Why can't you just get over it, they're together and they love each other! And now…, they're going to have a baby, and that's a beautiful thing! Just try and be happy for them once.'

'All right, I get it, and I am happy for them. But still…, she's my sister, my little sister, you know. I just feel like I have to protect her now, because, well, I never did, or at least I feel like I never did, and I want to make up for it…!' says Ron.

'That's really sweet of you Ron, but you don't have to protect me, I can do that myself, with some help from Harry, if things get bad.' Says Ginny as she takes her husband's hand 'and anyway, Voldemort's gone, dead, we don't have to fight anymore, not like we used to.'

Ron nods, he sometimes forgets how strong and smart his sister is, she looks sweet, but she is a fierce woman, with her own, sometimes stubborn, mind.

After a long pause Harry is the first to speak.

'Will you be staying for dinner?' asks Harry.

'If zat iz okay.' Says Fleur.

'Of course it is, you're here now and you're always welcome!' says Harry happily.

'Wait!' says Ginny, everybody is silent again 'Mom. Would you mind to cook? Because Harry…'

'I'm a great chef!' Says Harry with a big smile.

'No Harry, I'm sorry, but you're not, not even close' Says Ginny with an even bigger smile.

It is silent for a minute, Harry and Ginny look into each other's eyes. Then Mrs Weasley breaks the silence, 'Of course I don't mind!'

Half an hour later, Fleur and Mrs Weasley are preparing dinner, while the rest of the family is already sitting around the dinner table, talking about Ginny stopping with Quidditch.

'I Really want to play, but I can't, because Harry won't let me sit on a broom. He thinks it's too dangerous for me, or the baby to be high up in the air, something about air pressure .' says Ginny.

'It's not just the pressure of the air, what if you're flying on a broom and you fall off while you're a hundred feet off the ground?' says Harry with a serious tone.

'I don't fall of brooms Harry, that's your thing!' Says Ginny as she grins.

Everybody laughs.

'Will you return to the Harpies after the baby is born?' Asks Bill.

'Of course she is! She isn't stupid!' Says Charlie loudly.

'Well, thank you Charlie, for not calling me stupid, but I think I will return... if Harry'll let me!' Laughs Ginny. 'I mean, I really love The Harpies, it's just, a baby, that's a lot of work! You know it, Bill.'

'Oh, yes I do!' Says Bill looking over to his wife. 'But what will you do in the meantime?' Asks Hermione. 'You're not really the 'stay-at-home-all-day' type!'

'No, I'm definitely not staying at home for nine months.' Says Ginny. 'But I think I will do writing,'

Everybody looks surprised at this idea, even Harry, who apparently didn't discuss these matters with his wife.