A/N:It is very late, three in the morning. I have to get up at seven fourty five, so I only proofread like the first five hundred words of this chapter. So, if there are mistakes, I'm sorry, but I'm tired and I need my sleep. I can't even promise you that the part I did proofread will be any good. I tried keeping the characters in person and tried not rushing it, however, due to the fact I'm half awake, some of this may nor be so good, so work with me.

Also, okay, I'm glad that you all like the story and everything. I appreciate that you think I'm a good author and are worthy of being on your author alert list, or favorite author lsit, or that my sotry is good enough to go on your favorites and have an alert, but if you guys could just drop me a review that'd be great. It doesn't have to be a long detailed review, just a simple shout out on why you liked or hated the chapter would motivate me to write a lot faster. I'm not saying that I'm going to be a review blocking bitch who refused to update if I don't get so many reviews, just if you have the spare time, drop me a note.

I must warn you that this chapter contains smut. It wasn't going to be like that at first, and then I felt that Ginny would be extremely in character if I were to make it like that. Well, you'll understand what I mean when you read this chapter.

As always, thanks for the reviews, and sorry that the authors note is always really long.

This chapter is dedicated to my softball team, for giving me a great spring season. I hope that we can all play together in fall ball, and I will keep in touch with people on the team. Some of you guys made my time spent at softball fun, this chapter is for you!

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Harry stood there, befuddlement all upon him, the encounter with Fred and George still fresh in his ears. He couldn't think of how to react, or what to do, for he was still flustered.

"Gee, thanks, Hermione." Harry finally sputtered, managing to put a grin upon his face.

Not sure of what to do next, he stood there, oblivious to the world around him. He couldn't get over the chat, or lecture rather, that he just had with Fred and George. Feeling that he needed some comfort, he crept away from Hermione and Mrs. Weasley and found Ginny, standing and talking to a random person he didn't know. By the looks of the woman's red hair, freckles, and resemblance to Ginny, he figured she was a cousin. She scurried off when she saw Harry coming and waved to Ginny, who then turned her petite frame to face him.

"Hey Gin." He said, kissing her cheek.

"I didn't know a thing! I can't believe that Hermione told! That is so like her!" Ginny ranted.

Harry just nodded his head in amusement at her anger over the baby shower.

"Find this funny, do you Potter? We'll see how funny you find it tonight, when it's just you, me, and my wand." She said jokingly. Harry, however, was reminded of Fred and George and shuddered.

"Harry, I was just joking, I didn't mean it." She paused and saw him nod his head curtly. "Harry, what's wrong?"

"Hmm? Oh, nothing Gin." She glared at him. "Seriously there is nothing wrong. Oh, would you look at that? It's Luna! I'm sure you two have so much catching up to do!"

Harry slipped away from the two, but Ginny caught him by the arm and whispered in his ear, "I'm not done with you yet, you better hope you stay busy all night!"

He quickly scurried off, skimming the crowd of people, trying to find someone to occupy himself. Luna and Ginny would talk for a couple minutes, then Ginny would be off on her own, and despite being madly in love with her and not being able to handle parting from her, he really didn't want be in her presence at this time. He glanced and saw Ron and Hermione sitting at a table talking, and took this as his escape route.

"Hermione, please go and join Luna and Ginny and keep Ginny occupied as much as you can, please." He begged earnestly.

"All right, Harry, but you won't be able to avoid her all night."

"Oi, what'd you do this time mate?" Ron asked, running a hand through his curly red hair.

"She's mad because she thinks something is wrong with me." He stated treating it as if it was nothing.

"Well, is there something wrong with you?"

"No." He replied, too quickly for his own good.

"What is it mate?"

"It's, well, it's rather complicated!" Harry said getting flustered. "It's just, your brothers, they sort of, threatened me."

"They sort of threatened you?" Amusement was clearly shown on Ron's face.

"They told me that if I hurt her, I'd wish the days of Voldemort were back."

"They're brothers, they're meant to say that."

"I don't see you going around and threatening my life!" Harry said defensively.

"They don't know you like I do, Harry."

"You'd at least thing they'd know I'm a decent guy!" Harry stated.

"You'll have a hard time explaining that to Ginny after she finds out what's wrong with you."

"She's not going to find out what's wrong with me!"

"Or so you think, mate. You may think you know Ginny, but I've grown up with her. She'll weasel it out of you , and when she does, you'll be a daft git in her opinion."

Harry sat there confused, staring at Ron.

"Oh, well, would you look at that? Hermione seems rather lonely talking to Luna and Ginny, better accompany her." He said, standing up to make his leave. He leaned in close to Harry and said. 'Oh, and by the way Potter, I'm with Fred and George, and you should hope the days of Voldemort are back if you hurt my sister." And with those departing words, he walked with a smile over to the group of girls.

Harry sat there for a moment shaking his head. Was anybody on his side?

"Want a drink Harry?" Charlie offered, holding out a butterbeer to Harry. Bill stood next to him, his long red hair in a ponytail.

"Thanks." He said taking the drink from Charlie, which him and Bill took as an invite to sit down. Harry, however, wasn't complaining, for as long as they were sitting next to him and talking, Ginny couldn't get near him.

"You and our sister, somehow, I always knew it would be." Bill said, clamping his hand on Harry's shoulder.

"You're a good kid Harry, I know that you will treat her right."

Harry looked at Charlie and felt that his question had been answered.

"Thanks, thank you so much, I will, I promise." Harry said, clearly astonished.

"Oh, Harry, I believe you will too." Said Bill. "You know why we believe that?"

"Well, it's because, of course, if you hurt our little sister, Hell will be placed upon you." Charlie said, getting a serious look on his face.

"Knowing my brothers, I'm sure they already have told you this, so now you know you have five Weasley brothers to deal with if you ever hurt our baby sister's heart."

Bill and Charlie each patted Harry on the shoulder before parting from the table. If he thought he was confused before, he didn't know what he was now. His was deep in thoughts until Mrs. Weasley had announced that they would be cutting the cake and opening presents.

Harry slowly weaved his way towards Ginny, dreading this moment. He'd finally meet her and she'd pry at him again, but he would not let her know.

He now stood next to Ginny, five inches away. Most people had found this odd, but the five Weasley brothers sat there sniggering away at Harry's discomfort.

Ginny opened the varying gifts, arranging from diapers to toy brooms and children's books. After each present Harry tried to act surprised, or happy, but his mind clearly wasn't on the baby shower. Ginny had taken notice.

Finally, an hour later, many drunk wizards and witches were apparating home, to leave the happy couple alone.

Harry, knowing that Ginny would make a move, rushed to go take a shower.

He couldn't control his thoughts. He knew he had to face her, but didn't know how he could. Surely, he wouldn't tell her, for she didn't need to be concerned what her brothers though or that Harry was intimidated. Finally, after a half an hour shower, and the water getting cold, he thought it was time to go and face her.

He put on his bathrobe, and walked into their room. After finding out Ginny was pregnant, sharing a room had just been ideal. As he walked into the room, he was surprised, for it was empty. He shrugged and thought that he had lucked out, so he stripped himself of his robe and slipped into bed.

Not a minute later did he hear the door open, then shut, then heard muffled works that sounded very much like spells and felt someone lay next to him. A glimpse of red hair was caught in the corner of his eye. He was about to fall asleep when a small, petite hand ran up and down his sides from beneath the sheet.

He turned around to face her, and as quick as he was with this movement, she was quicker. She was now standing on the edge of the bed. Harry shifted on his back and looked at her delicately.

She was wearing red lingerie that complimented the color of her hair. The satin fabric complimented her every curves, showing off her sexy body. He looked up and down and noticed that her nipples were erect.

Harry felt it as soon as Ginny saw it.

"Getting a little excited, now are we Potter?" She asked seductively.

She sat down on the edge of the bed, placing her hand on his thigh.

His heart beat faster. They had done this before, oh so many times before, but it still sent shivers throughout him.

"Now, Harry, why don't you tell me what's wrong?" She asked, innocently.

"Gin, love, there is nothing wrong." He said, trying to sound sincere.

Her hand slowly laced it's way up his thigh, until it rested directly beside his groin.

His heart started to beat even faster as he could feel sweat running down his forehead.

She lightly, oh so lightly, rubbed her hand over his penis, and he made a barely audible groan.

"Harry, sweetie, are you sure nothing is wrong?" She asked, rubbing her hand repeatedly across his groin.

"N-no the-there i-is no-nothing wr-wrong." He said, his breath ragged and sharp.

She stopped rubbing her hands across his genitals, and traced circles all the way up to where the sheet lay on his chest. She teasingly pulled it down, off the bed, exposing his naked body to the cold air.

He shivered and could feel her tracing the goose bumps upon his body. She slowly brought her hands back to his penis, and lightly put her hand around it. He inhaled deeply, and she started to move her hand up and down.

"Still nothing wrong?" She asked him yet again.

"No." He barely managed to squeak out, as pleasure filled his body.

She slowed her pace and removed her hand. Instead her mouth had moved to his lower region, as she place a gentle kiss upon it's tip. He groaned and she slipped her whole mouth over him.

Slowly, she moved her head up and down, occasionally flicking her tongue underneath his penis, driving him mad.

She could feel that he was about to come, and she stopped abruptly. He laid on the bed, thoroughly confused. She asked him yet again, "Now, what's wrong Harry?"

"Ginny, I told you, nothing is wrong!" He said, impatient at the fact she stopped just to ask him that question.

Her next move surprised him, as she got up off the bed, removed the charms from the room and headed towards the door.

"Ginny, where are you going?" He said quickly, very frightened.

"Harry, tell me what is wrong right now, or I will walk out this door and won't come back." She said, her hand on the knob.

He looked at her as if he couldn't believe it. Clearly she had to be joking.

"Ginny, you can't be serious/" He asked her, eyeing the door knob and her hand to look for any movement.

"Do you want to chance it Harry?" She asked testily, turning the door knob slightly.

"No, Ginny, come back and sit down, there is something wrong."

She looked pleased with herself, as she placed all the charms back on the room and sat down next to him on the bed.

"I, it, it's that, Ginny, how do you expect me to concentrate? You can't just leave me like this!" He said, pointing to his groin.

"Harry, if you'd just spit out the reason you're bothered I'll make it worth your time." She said licking her lips.

"Ginny, you have brothers."

"No shit Sherlock, thanks for stating the obvious." Ginny said clearly impatient.

"Ginny, your brothers, they threatened me."

"They what?" Ginny asked outraged.

"I know! Ginny, all five of them, they told me that if I ever hurt you, I'd wish the days of Voldemort were back!"

"Harry, you daft idiot! I'm not outraged at them! What the Hell Harry? You were upset over my brothers threatening you?" She yelled at him, throwing a pillow at him

"Ginny, they were intimidating!"

"HARRY! Did you not realize that I wouldn't let them hurt you?" Harry just gaped at her, and she pressed on. "My God Harry, all I have to do is give them my bat bogey hex and they'll wished that they never met you! I can't believe you were upset ALL NIGHT over my stupid prat brothers threatening you! No wonder you're such good friends with Ron. Oh, wait, prat doesn't even begin to describe you.!"

She stared furiously at Harry and Harry reacted with the only thing he thought of at that very moment.

"I'm sorry." He said, cowardly.

"You are so daft sometimes!" She said, rolling on her side closing her eyes.

"Oi, what about the positing you left me in?" Harry protested.

"Go join my git of a brother and have him pleasure you for all I care!" And with those words, so fell asleep, leaving Harry to toss and turn for the next hour before finally falling asleep.