9 Months and 3 days
Me: I do not own Harry Potter.
Lawyer: You might, if you follow through with the case.
Me: I'm lazy…..
Lawyer: You should go for it!!
Me: Yeah, but what would I do with Harry Potter?
Lawyer: That so didn't sound odd.
Me: Oh yeah, hahaha. What could do with Harry Potter? There are many things I could do with Harry Potter.
Lawyer: You are so sad…
Me: Hehehehe.
A/N: Here is Chapter 2. RnR, READ AND REVIEW!!!! Do not flame, criticism and advice may be given. But reviews, where art thou? starsinhereyes93 xx
2nd Month
"You know," said Harry, a couple of weeks later. "It's been a month, we should tell your family about the baby." He tapped her still-flat belly affectionately, although she was rounder at the hips now.
Ginny snorted. "And tell them what? That I'm having a bastard child? You know what they think; I'm expected to be like the Virgin Mary until I get married."
"Yeah, but wouldn't they notice that your getting a little tubby?"
"I feel tubby," Ginny sighed, sitting down. "Probably look it too."
"I was wondering where those Tim-tams went."
Ginny started going teary. "You think I'm fat?"
Harry laughed and kissed her. "Of course not. How could I say that, when you practically disappear when you turn side wards?"
"Oh, so there'll be some random pregnancy bump in the distance?"
"Hahahaha… yeah." He bent down and gave her another kiss. She giggled on his mouth.
"So," said Ginny, pulling apart from Harry. "What are we doing?"
"Well, we were kissing."
"Seriously, Harry."
Harry yawned. "I'll owl the family tomorrow. We'll meet in a week."
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She was so nervous. Butterflies of fright flew frantically in her stomach and the worst possible scenarios of the news ran through her mind. What if her parents disowned her? Called her a tramp? Her parents could be understanding about things, but she didn't know how they'd take to grandparent-hood from their youngest daughter. Especially how the family had just accepted a new member of the family, Evelyn Weasley, Bill and Fleur's baby.
She had dressed carefully. Wanting to give the impression of the 'sweet daughter' she'd put on a pear if jeans, boots and Weasley jumper. Harry had put on a collared shirt instead of a t-shirt for the occasion.
She knew what each of their reactions would be. Hermione would jump up in glee and hug her, then recommend some interesting parenting books she'd come across. Ron would go surly at the thought of his sister and best friend having a bastard baby, and George, Charlie and Bill would be happy for her.
Percy, on the other hand, would probably lecture her about being irresponsible, advise an abortion or adoption, and drone for about an hour.
What about her parents, though? She didn't know whether they'd fly off the handle or silent treat her… but she'd have to grin and bear it.
At 3:00 PM on the dot they arrived at The Burrow. Everyone gobbled down Mrs. Weasley's casserole and then settled down in the lounge.
"So, Ginny, you had an announcement to make?" Mrs. Weasley asked, smiling broadly at her. Ginny could see on the look on her face, she was expecting marriage. Ginny couldn't bear to disappoint her… but she'd have to.
"Mum, Dad, Hermione, Ron, everyone, we have very big news," Ginny said carefully. She looked up at Harry for moral support, and he put an arm around her.
"Harry and I are going to have a baby."
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"YOU'RE ONLY 20 YEARS OLD!" Mrs. Weasley shouted in Ginny's face half an hour later. "YOU HAVE YOUR WHOLE LIFE AHEAD OF YOU!"
"And you don't think I haven't realised this?" she spat back. "That Harry and I haven't discussed this?"
"What possessed you to go get pregnant?" Mrs. Weasley yelled.
"Because I so did it on purpose, Mum," said Ginny sarcastically. "You're only mad at me because Harry and I aren't married."
"I just can't believe you'd be this CARELESS! What do you plan to do with it?"
"Mum, how is it going to make a difference whether we're married or not?" Ginny asked, falling into a chair.
"Mrs. Weasley," said Harry, rushing forward. "We've talked this over. We're going to take care of it, raise it-"
"Be quiet!" yelled Mrs. Weasley, now rounding on Harry. "I took you in every summer and Christmas, treated you like a son-"
"Molly, you're acting rashly," said Arthur, rubbing his forehead. "Ginny, we're very disappointed in you."
"I know Dad, I'm sorry," said Ginny, standing up and facing her father. "But you have to understand, I'm old enough to be able to do this, so is Harry."
She could hear the other mumbling outside the door.
"What are your plans on marriage?" Arthur asked Harry.
"Well ummm, we haven't really thought about it," Harry stammered, shooting nervous glances at Ginny.
"There's really no point in rushing into it," said Ginny, brushing her hand through her fiery red hair. "Harry and I aren't just going to get married because you guys think we should."
Mrs. Weasley looked ready to shout again, when Arthur hushed her.
"If you did go forth with the pregnancy, do you think you'd be able to take care of it properly?
"Of course!"
"Ginny, you barely fed the chickens."
"They had something against me, anyway."
"GINNY!" Mrs. Weasley screamed. "This is SERIOUS."
"Like I didn't know that Mum."
Harry stood up quickly. "Look, Mr Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, there's really no point arguing with you. We just thought we'd tell you before you found out from anyone else.
"All we can really do is ask for your blessing."
There was a moment's silence. Ginny dare not breathe. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and she began to sweat with nervousness. They could throw them out, be upset, but how could they after the fight they had with Percy? Surely they had realised how important family was?
Harry grabbed her hand; she looked up at her parents. Her mother and her locked hands, then-
"You have my blessing," said Mr Weasley smiling. "I just pray you know what you're doing."
"WOOOOOOO!" shouted a voice from the door. Ginny barely had time to breathe before George came crashing into her, picked her up and swung her around.
"George, put me down," Ginny laughed. She turned around to find Harry embracing Hermione, and reluctantly shaking Ron's hand. Percy nodded briefly at her, and Bill, Charlie and Fleur hugged her at once.
"Fred would be happy, too," said George smiling. She went to turn around again, but caught him quickly wipe his eye. George had never cried as an adult before Fred's death, but she knew he must have been hurting.
"Do not worry, Ginny," said Fleur, as she attempted to hold her baby and hug Ginny. "Mother'ood iz a blessing."
Fleur had recently had a baby girl, with a French name called Lucie. To the family's relief, the baby had blonde hair, not red, and was gorgeous, as she had inherited the Veela in Fleur.
"I'm so happy for you," said Hermione, hugging her. "I know you'll make a great Mum."
"Thanks Hermione." Ginny smiled.
Ginny looked around for her mother, but to find her nowhere.
She was sure she'd come around soon.
A/N: I really couldn't be stuffed writing any more of this chapter… so it's shorter than the last. Reviews…