There. Almost a month later, I managed to finish the chapter. I hope you enjoyed it. (And to fix my first Author's Note: It is not canon, it is headcanon or fan theory. I know better now... )Please R&R. Disclaimer: I own nothing; JKR owns everything; I might own the minor characters that aren't cannon.

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A week later and Ginny still hadn't worked up the guts to go into a muggle shop and buy a pregnancy test. She kept putting it off. Work, she'd say. Weekends are Harry and me time, she'd say. Ginny was mulling over this one Saturday morning as she cleaned the counters of their little house. Minutes later she jumped as an owl hit the window. Ginny crossed the kitchen and was presently surprised to see Hermione's barn owl.

"What's this?" she mumbled. Looking down at the letter Ginny read:

"Dear Ginny,

How have you been? Has Harry been treating you right? I hope you are well.

I was wondering if you would like to get together this weekend for a girl's day. Please respond by owl.

Missing you greatly,

Hermione"

" This is a perfect surprise!" Ginny thought. "I will tell her I am coming."

She scribbled out a response and got to readying herself. Ginny rushed around, pulling a brush through her curly hair and changing into more acceptable clothes.

A bell sounded from the kitchen while Ginny was upstairs, signaling that Hermione was there. She called down, "I'll be there in a minute, Hermione! Make yourself at home!" Stumbling in her haste, Ginny rushed down the stairs.

"Gosh, Hermione! Thanks for coming." Ginny pulled her into a friendly hug.

"Thanks Gin. It's been so long since we have gotten together."

Ginny nodded and continued. "Hey... Do you think we could stop by a Muggle drugstore? I need to pick something up."

Hermione glanced at her in confusion but agreed none the less. "Okay. We'll do that first and then go to this cafe I made reservations for. That okay with you Gin?"

Ginny smiled and grabbed hold of Hermione's forearm. "Ready?" she asked.

"Ready." Hermione nodded.

They turned on their heels and with a pop, were thrust into Muggle London. Glancing about to ensure no one noticed them, they crossed the street and entered a drug store.

Ginny let go of Hermione's arm and strode to the back row. Hermione, not one to pry, browsed the Muggle magazines. "Making a mess of everything, these Muggles." Hermione mumbled.

Meanwhile, Ginny scanned the shelves, looking for her test. She decided and went up to the register. "Shoot! Hermione, could you loan me some money?" She had entirely forgotten that she needed Muggle money.

Hermione walked over, magazine in hand, and barely glanced at Ginny's purchase. "Sure Gin." She passed over the necessary change and paid for her purchase, too.

Ginny tucked her test into her purse and walked out of the store to wait for Hermione. A minute later, she appeared. She didn't speak, but took her arm and turned.

This time they saw a quaint little coffee shop when they arrived.

Hermione made her way to the counter and ordered a coffee and bagel. Ginny followed her and got a coffee and muffin. Winding through people, they found a small table at the back of the store.

"So when did you suspect?" Hermione looked up, a smile on her face.

Ginny sighed in relief, overjoyed that her friend wasn't making a big deal of it. "I don't even know... maybe a month ago? I haven't mentioned anything to Harry though."

Hermione stirred her coffee and nodded. "Funny thing is... I'm expecting!"

Ginny squealed then looked around to see if anyone had noticed. "Really? Congrats, Hermione! Wait. Does Ron know yet?" Ginny couldn't imagine her brother being a father.

Hermione ducked her head and whispered, "He doesn't know yet. I'm planning on telling him this afternoon."

The two girls sat there, drinking coffee, chatting, and giggling. Hours later Hermione glanced at her watch and gasped. "Goodness gracious! It's 4 o'clock! I better be going... Send me an owl with the news, Gin. Bye." And with that, she rushed out the door.

Ginny stood slowly, placed a tip on the table, and walked to the door. She had enjoyed her afternoon with Hermione. "It definitely got my head straight." she thought. Slipping into an alley, Ginny Apparated home.

When she opened the door to their little house, Ginny listened hard. She didn't hear anything. Breathing a sigh of relief, she walked up the stairs and into the bathroom she shared with Harry.

Ten minutes later, a shriek pierced the air. Ginny stared at the test, not believing what she was seeing. Two pink lines marred the white surface. She shook her head. "How will I tell Harry?" she wondered aloud.