Chapter Two: Ginny's Perspective
As Hermione and I headed towards the "Leaky Cauldron", I tried to think of what I would order, but my mind was in a flurry of other thoughts.
"How would I tell my parents? Oh gawd, if I was pregnant, how would I tell my sometimes over-protective brothers? What is Hermione thinking about me right now? Is she thinking that I'm a terrible, irresponsible child? Would "He" have wanted a child? Oh, I couldn't even handle thinking about "Him" right now; it's just too much for me right now."
This thought process was then interrupted by Hermione, "Ginny, we're here. Do you want to go in?" she asked.
"Yes, I do" I answered "but I don't know what I want to order." I added absent mindedly.
"Oh Ginny, just order a butter beer, and anyways, that's not the point of going in here, the point is for us to talk. You goof!" Replied Hermione.
We walked in and grabbed a table in the back corner that wasn't as well lit as the other tables, (as everyone was pointing and whispering about how I was "Harry's girl") and we made our orders.
"So," I said, trying to change the topic from me to Hermione. "How's the wedding planning coming?"
"Well, Ron and I decided on October fifthth for the wedding, and our colours will be pink and white." Answered Hermione like she was reading from a script.
"So I'll be wearing a pink dress?" I asked.
"Yes, you will." She answered excitedly. "But I haven't picked out a dress for myself yet." "I know what I want it to look like though. I want a ballroom style dress, that isn't fluffy, and obviously white. I have a necklace from my mother that will be my something old, and I was wondering if I could borrow Fluer's veil, maybe."
"What's the necklace look like?" I asked, wanting to stay on this topic. In my head I was thinking that maybe if I didn't take the test, I wouldn't be pregnant.
"Um well it's on a silver chain and there is nothing on it but a pink Rhodium with a white center and the whole flower is made out of jewels." Hermione replied.
"And the bouquet?" I asked.
"Pink tulips, white Daisies, Baby's Breath and Maiden Pink Dianthus. Now, why do you think you're pregnant?"
"Well…" I started; wishing the talk about the wedding had gone on longer. "About 3 months ago…" I said hesitantly, rather embarrassed. "Harry and I, kinda, uh, yah." I choked out, that was the first time I had said his name in a long time. "I then started to miss my periods, but I really didn't notice it at first as there were so many other things on my mind, and as I looked back on that time, I realized that all of my bras got really tight. This morning was about the fifth time that I got sick this morning." I said rather fast.
"Wow, you made it to 17 as a virgin!" said Hermione as she started to applaud me. "I only made it to 15, I tried, but it's just difficult, Ron is just sssooo sexy." She said as she got a far away look in her eyes.
"AH! Stop talking about you and my brother, remember I already am prone to throwing up!" I shouted.
"Anyways, we came here to "Diagon Alley" to find out if you are pregnant or not, so you got the test right?" said Hermione.
"Right." I said nervously.
"So go in there and take it!" She said as she gestured to the women's lavatory to the right of us, a couple of tables over.
After she said this, I took several sips of my butter beer, to stall and to prepare myself for what I was about to do, as it would require quite a bit of liquid.