Ginny waltzed down the stairs with her nose leading the way. She sat down at the table and waited for her breakfast. Harry had gotten better at his cooking because Ron has been giving him lessons.
This morning was bacon and eggs. Harry made the best eggs, and no matter what she did, Ginny could never figure out what he put in them to make them taste so damn good. 'Thanks, I'm starving.' Ginny said as she began to devour the food. Harry just sat down only to have Ginny cover her mouth and run to the bathroom.
He followed only to find Ginny leaning over the toilet throwing up. 'Oh my gosh, Gin are you okay?' he said worriedly. Ginny just looked up at him before leaning into the toilet again. Harry not knowing what to do just grabbed a washer and whipped her forehead. She looked up at him again with confusion on her face.
'Ugh, I feel like crap, but I woke up fine. It was just when I started eating I felt sick.' then Ginny just leaned back, resting up against the bath tub trying to get over her queasiness. Harry still not knowing what to do, scooped Ginny up and carried her to the bedroom and tucked her into bed. He then lent down and kissed her on the cheek before making himself comfortable on the side of the bed. 'Gin, are you okay?' Ginny just looked up at Harry as if she was pleading to him to make this sickness go away.
Having a thought, 'Gin, I'll be back. I'm just going to go and get your mum and see if she knows what might be wrong with you, and if not I'm taking you to St. Mungos.' Ginny just nodded and listened for the 'pop' of her husband leaving.
It seemed to Ginny as if times just dragged on, it was as if half an hour had gone by before she heard two 'pops' come from downstairs followed by, 'Harry. Harry dear where is she?'
'in the bedroom Molly. There is no need to run, Ginny won't be going anywhere.' Just moments later Molly burst through the door carrying numerous potion bottles with more of a concerned look on her face rather than a worried one. Harry soon followed just shaking his head.
'Molly don't worry too much, she was just sick this morning and all I wanted you to do was...'
'Harry dear, you asked me here to see what was wrong. So go and sit down and let me do what you called me here to do.' harry just raised his hands in surrender and summoned a chair with his wand and sat beside the bed. Molly stood there for a while and just stared at Ginny beofre saying. 'So you say you threw up once you started eating?' Ginny looked at her mother
'Yes, mum.'
'And have you felt like this any other morning?'
'Actually, yeah I have. For the past couple of weeks I have been feeling queasy, but this morning was the first time I have thrown up.' Molly gave her one last look before handing Harry a potion.
'Molly, do you know what is wrong with Ginny?' even Harry was getting confused now.
'Yes, Harry I believe I do, I've had this happen to me 7 times. So you will figure out what is wrong in a couple of weeks.' before anyone could ask another question Molly had already apperated out of the room.
Ginny and Harry just looked at each other in bewilderment. 'What did your mum mean by " you will figure out what is wrong in a couple of weeks"?' he sat on the bed beside Ginny wrapping his arm around her.
'I have no idea. I guess we should just wait and see what she was talking about. They layed there for sometime a Ginny thought about what her mother could mean. Then it dawned on her...
'Happened 7 times before... throwing up when eating food' that is exactly what happened to mum when she was pregnant. She wouldn't have morning sickness or feel ill at the smell of foods, but every time she ate eggs or anything dairy she would throw up. She had said it was the weirdest thing because she wouldn't be sick any other time during her pregnancy unless she consumed those foods.
Before her thought could go any further there were two 'pops' from downstairs. Ginny got up to investigate leaving Harry to gather his thoughts in the bedroom.
Ron and Hermione had apperated into the lounge room with odd looks on their faces. Ginny went and grabbed Hermione's shoulders pulling her aside, out of Ron's listening range, saying, 'Oh did mum tell you I was pregnant?' Hermione looked at Ginny rather confused.
'Ah, no she didn't Ron and I came over because we have some news to tel you and Harry. But you're pregnant, Gin this is great. How far along are you? Does Harry know yet?
Ginny was now rather relieved that her mother hadn't told anyone yet, 'Ah, I don't know how far along I am yet, but I was wondering if you could be able to come to St. Mungos with me just to make sure. And no Harry doesn't know yet. I don't want to tell him until I'm absolutely certain.'
Harry had come down the stairs before Hermione could say anything. 'So, what do we owe this visit?' Ron stood up, looked at Harry, then Hermione then back to Harry.
"we're getting married!' Ginny screamed pulling Hermione into a hug saying congratulations, before she pulled away, Hermione whispered, 'Yes, I'll go with you, just contact me with a day and time and I'll be there.' Ginny nodded before pulling Ron into a hug.
'Well it's about time Ron, I reckon you were starting to feeling odd with your little sister getting married before you.' Ron shot Ginny a dirty look, 'Ah, no I don't think so.'
Hermione looked down at her watch, 'Oh, no I'm supposed to be at work!'
'Oh, right yeah, sorry guys we better go, I know we didn't stay long but we want you two over for dinner on Saturday.' Harry nodded, 'Sure mate we'll be there.' Ron smiled and apperated out of the room followed by Hermione.
It was 4 o'clock in the afternoon and Ginny was feeling exhausted. 'Harry, i'm going to go and have a nap.'
'Alright did you want me to wake you up for dinner?'
'Sure, just one question, what are you thinking of making?'
'How does sausages, potato and vegetables sound?'
'Great just don't give me too much in case I can't hold it down.' then Ginny headed up to the bedroom and fell asleep.