"Harry!" yelled Ginny as she jumped up from her seat. Harry had landed flat on his back when he fainted. The moment he took the letter from Ginny's hand and looked over it, his mind had frozen, just as Ginny's had minutes ago. When he grabbed the results from Ginny, what he had read startled him greatly. Before he knew it, he felt lightheaded, his hearing closed off, and all he saw was black. All the Weasleys stood up and leaned over the table to see Harry lying on the ground.

"Harry, can you hear me?" asked Molly once she walked around the table, and leaned over him. "Harry?"

"Mmm." Harry started to move, but kept his eyes closed. He could finally hear what was happening around him. He took the chance to open his eyes, only to find the Weasleys leaning over him. "What happened?" he asked, slowly sitting up.

"You fainted," said Ron. "Was it something in the letter?"

"Ron, you can be so thick sometimes," said George. "Of course it was something in the letter. He read it and then fainted. What makes you think it was something else? Did you think that he saw a Dementor in the pond and decided to faint?"

"George! You and Ron hush! Now Harry, are you alright?" asked Molly, once she reprimanded her two sons.

"I think so. Just give me a minute."

While Harry regained his composure, Ginny searched out the letter she had received. To her disappointment, Angelina had picked it up and was now looking at Ginny. She wanted to snatch the letter out of her sister-in-law's hands, but pushed that thought aside.

"Angie, do you mind if I have my letter back?"

"Ginny, don't you think you need to tell them?" Angelina asked, whispering it to Ginny, so that their family could not hear her.

"Gin?"

"Yes, Harry?"

"Can we talk? Privately?"

"Why can't you say it in front of us?" Ron blurted out, which resulted in a mild slap from Hermione. "What?!"

"We should just tell them. I can't keep it from them any longer now that this whole fiasco has happened," Ginny said, sitting back into her seat.

"Gin, are you sure? What about what we talked about?" Harry asked, sitting back down beside her.

"Let's just tell them."

"Okay."

"What's wrong, Ginny?" asked Molly, concern etched in her voice.

"That letter has some important news that concerns my future. Well, our future," Ginny said pointing to Harry and then herself.

"Get on with it!" yelled a frustrated Ron.

"Ronald!" yelled Hermione.

"I'm sorry, but whatever they have to say, they need to say it!"

"If my git of a brother will shut his trap, I will be able to say that I'm pregnant," said Ginny, who was narrowing her eyes at Ron.

"Oh Ginny! I'm so happy for you!" sobbed Molly.

"Congratulations, son," said Arthur, who was shaking Harry's hand vigorously.

The women gathered around Ginny, congratulating her and talking excitedly about the baby. The Weasley brothers, however, were gobsmacked at Ginny's news. They couldn't believe their baby sister was pregnant. They soon turned their gazes towards Harry, who noticed that they weren't too happy about the situation. Bill seemed like he wanted to strangle Harry for doing such a thing to Ginny. Percy's glare felt, to Harry, like it was going straight through him. George sat back with a small smile playing on his lips. Harry knew he would be the only other brother to understand, and also knew he wouldn't pass judgement over Harry's job and Ginny being pregnant. Ginny finally settled her mother and sisters-in-law down, and saw the looks on her brothers faces. She immediately pulled her wand from her pants pocket and pointed it in their faces.

"Listen up! I do not want to hear a negative word out of your mouths about me being pregnant and Harry's job! I am a grown woman, and I can make my own decisions! If I want to have a baby, I will!"

Ginny's words radiated through their minds. Was she really this grown up? Where did the time go? She's really pregnant? All of the Weasley brothers tried their best to force smiles on their faces, but Ginny saw right through them.

"Ginny, how can you possibly say that?" asked Bill.

"Bill! Why are you judging Ginny's decision?" asked Fleur.

"She... well... I don't know."

"Can't you just accept that I'm not a little girl anymore? I haven't been in a long time," said Ginny.

"I'm happy for you, sis. I can't wait to see my little nephew terrorizing the family. Fred... he would be proud," said George, trying his best not to break down at the mention of his twin.

"Harry and Ginny love each other, like your father and I do, and they planned this. You can't pass judgement about them having a baby. Just because Harry's an Auror doesn't mean that he will abandon Ginny. He'll just be extra protective over her, and I'm sure Grimmauld Place will have enough wards that no one will be able to break through them," said Molly, looking from her sons to Harry.

"Yeah, well…" came the collective murmurs.

"Well, nothing. Accept it or face a hex," threatened Ginny, as she raised her wand slightly.

"Fine. We accept that you're pregnant. We're sorry."

"Thank you." Ginny said, looking at her brothers.

The day continued on with the Weasley women talking animatedly about baby items. The Weasley men, to Harry's relief, congratulated him, and wished him well for the oncoming months. Bill explained what Fleur was like when she was pregnant with Victoire and Dominique. Arthur gave advice from his experiences with Molly's pregnancies. As each man finished, Harry became frightened. In the beginning, he was thrilled, but now his happiness was dampened. He knew what Ginny was like when she lost her temper, but what would it be like while she was pregnant? Harry had to stop the conversation before Ginny noticed anything unusual. He walked over to her, and grabbed a hold of her to lead her into the house. They walked up to her old room, and sat on the bed to talk.

"Ginny..."

"Harry, I know what you are going to say, so let's save it. I know I should have picked a better time to tell you, but I couldn't. Yes, I know we said that we wouldn't tell my family right away, but in some ways, I'm glad we did. Mind you, I don't like everyone towering over me to give me advice and whatnot. I'm just glad that we had the chance to tell them while we were all together. But I never got your response. Are you really happy? When you fainted, it definitely seemed like you were unsure about it."

"Ginny, I am happy. It just took me by surprise. I guess I'm just afraid, that's all."

"Afraid? Afraid that you won't be a great father? Harry, I'm afraid, too. I believe all first time parents should be afraid. And I'm sure your father would be proud; proud that you are carrying the Potter name on."

"Thanks, Gin. You always know what to say. I just hope I can be as great a father as my own. Even if I only spent a year with him, I'm sure he was great. I only got to see what he was like the night he died."

"You'll do fine." She kissed him softly on the lips, and they stood up to leave the room.