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Harry started spending all his time at the office. Either that or he was out, looking for the escaped prisoners. He never seemed to have time for anything but work, no time for Ginny.
By this time Ginny was 6 months pregnent she could still do most things around the house and for herself but somethings were becoming harder and harder. She needed Harry now, but he hadn't the time. He worked 24/7 and when he did get time off he couln't be bothered to come home, he just slept on the sofa in the corner off his office. Molly Weasley helped out when ever she could, but she was a buzy woman and just didn't have the time. She worried about her only daughter but there was nothing she could do. She trusted Harry, but wished he found more time to care for Ginny and their unborn child.
It was a lovely wednesday afternoon. Ginny should have been out with her husband, walking in the park, or having a romantic lunch - something like that. But instead she was sprawled on their unmade bed, alone in the house, having not seen her husband for more than a week. She rested her hand on her head crying out in agony. Inside, it felt like a thousand bombs were going off at once! There was a knock at the door.
" Ignore it, ignore it! It will just be some stupiud sales person." she said to herself. The knocking continued untill, an urgent voice shouted through the letterbox. It was the voice of her mother:
"Ginny? Ginny darling, are you alright? Can you hear me? Ginny talk to me!"
Ginny dragged herself out of bed. She tramped slowly down the stairs.
" I'm 'k mum" she mumbled at the two desperate eyes peering through the letter box. " Dont worry!"
" Oh Ginny darling, such a relief. I reckon, I was just about to have a heart attack!"She smiled at Ginny. "Open the door love, and let me in. You look awful!"
" Oh, thanks alot!" Ginny said sarcasticly, before opening the door. Molly Weasley tried passing her in the narrow corridor, but couldn't. "I feel like an elephant!" Ginny said.
" Oh dont darling. Its just that you used to have such a lovely figure before, its not unusual for you to feel huge. Now whats wrong?" Molly had followed Ginny through to the Kitchen. In the new light, she could see Ginny properly. "Have you been crying?"
" Uhuh," Ginny mumbled."Just a headache though. Nothing big."
"Are you feeing alright now? You look tired!"
"Yer! I'm exhausted!"
" I tell you what you go and have a nice rest and i'll tidy up a bit and get some lunch going, yeah? How does that sound?" She used her mothering tone and that tone you just cant argue with!
"Thanks mum, your the best!" and with that Ginny ploded back upstairs.
As soon as Ginny left the kitchen, a frown appeared on Molly's face. She really had to do something to help her daughter. She was obviously struggling. She could go into premature labour anytime now. Something must be done, but what...
Find out what Molly Weasley decides to do in the next chapter - hopefully up by the end of 2moz! Please read and review - Dont be 2 harsh!