Sorry the other chapters are so short. I'm just getting started.
Summary: Ginny Weasley has been married to Harry Potter for twelve years and finds out that she's pregnant. What if Harry isn't the father?
Disclaimer: I saw the tooth fairy when she arrived for my last tooth and asked if instead of a quarter if I could have the rights to Harry Potter. She laughed at me and left me an 'I.O.U.' note.
The Job
She was late, very late indeed. A half hour late at that. Running through the halls, her bright red hair streaming behind her. She had done this a few years ago, though this time there was no one to give her a detention. She looked up and around. Damn it! She had passed the entrance to McGonagall's office. She turned to go back. Peeves came around the corner. Oh, she was in for it. McGonagall was going to kill her for being late and Peeves was just making her later.
"Peeves, get out of my way," she yelled at him.
"Oh, why, if it isn't the little Weasel girl. What are you doing here by your little self, or is Crackpot back there too? Potty wee Potter, you there?" Peeves called floating down the hallway. Seeing as Peeves was now out of the way, Ginny took off towards Professor McGonagall's office again. She skidded to a stop as the statue Gargoyle came in to view.
"Dumbledore," she called to the statue and stepped on to the first step as it jumped aside. As the stairs escalated to the Headmistress's office Ginny worked to make herself presentable. 'Great way to try to get the job to assist Madam Pomfrey, Ginny. Be late for your interview.' she scolded herself, rather as Hermione would, she thought. When the stairs reached the door she knocked politely. 'It's the least that I can do after being late.' The door opened on it's own accord.
"Hello, Mrs. Potter. Come in girl, come in." Professor McGonagall called from behind her desk, motioning to a chair. Ginny hurried across the office and sat in the chair, noticing as she did that someone was in the other.
"I'm sorry that I'm late, Professor. I was held up by Peeves." she said slightly blushing.
"Yes, yes. So was Mrs. Weasley here, unfortunately." McGonagall stated, not even bothering to cover her grin. Ginny did a double take on the girl next to her. The girl had a slight bump on her stomach and honey brown curly hair.
"Hermione? 'Mione, what are you doing here? And, oh my, 'Mione, are you pregnant?" she asked her voice becoming slightly shrill.
"Ginny, calm down. I'm here for the same reason as you. I have an interview. And, yes Ginny, I'm pregnant, but we can talk about it later." Hermione replied, in a tone quite like their mum's.
"As I was saying, dear, Hogwarts would be glad to have you as our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. And you could Floo home every night, Floo back every morning, and you could even have Ron stay here with you. And, once your ready to give birth Poppy and Ginny could help you in the Hospital Wing." She smiled at her former student. "Oh, and Ginny, I've already accepted you. Now, I expect both of you back here, with your husbands, a week before term starts to meet the other teachers. You'll be surprised at how many you know. Goodbye girls," She stood to see them out, " And tell the boys 'hello' for me, would you?" They laughed and walked down the stairs.
'Yes, this just might be a very good term. And I'm not even a student anymore.'
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