Summary: Harry tells Ginny that he loves her and tries to hint to her that he won't be seeing her for a long time, due to the fact that he is going off to be a spy for them against Voldemort.
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Chapter 4
By happythoughts
Harry finally stopped walking when he reached the front of a moldy looking door, with Ginny in back of him, holding his hand tightly. She whispered once more in his ear. "Harry, what are we doing?"
Harry just merely shook his head to quiet her and turned the knob on the door. It squeaked open and he led her inside. Ginny gasped as she glanced around. The room was filled with floating candles here and there. There was a table in the middle of the room, and she could smell the delicious aroma of food coming from it. And to her surprise, on the side of the room was a large canopy bed. She grew red at the thought of it.
"Wow Harry … nice place you've got here," murmured Ginny.
"What this? Oh thanks, it's the Shrieking Shack," said Harry. He motioned for her to sit down in one of the chairs at the table. Ginny gladly took the seat, smiled and sat down.
"Now, my dearest Ginny, your dinner," announced Harry, pulling away the cover that was hiding the dish of food. Ginny squealed with delight. It was her favorite food.
"Lasagna with garlic bread! Oh, Harry! How'd you know I was starving for this just today!"
Harry just grinned and sat down himself. He motioned for her to begin to eat the food. Ginny was starting all of the conversations, while Harry just listened politely. But really in the back of his head he was just thinking of how to break the news to Ginny. After dinner? Or after … tonight? Harry smiled guiltily at the thought.
"And so, tomorrow I have to go to the doctor's to check something out, so I was thinking, do you want to visit Mum and Dad for awhile afterwards?" interrupted Harry's thoughts.
"What? Oh er … sorry Gin, I can't. I already made plans to do something with Ron," said Harry guiltily.
Ginny's face fell. "Oh. That's okay, we can just do it another time, I'm sure."
Harry suddenly remembered something. "Ginny, Hermione and Ron decided on a wedding date.
Ginny's face lit up this time. "They did? That's wonderful, when is it?"
"June fifteenth," Harry said quietly.
"June fifteenth … I think I'll be able to make it. Yeah, I'll definitely be able to--,"
Ginny was interrupted abruptly by the feel of Harry's lips onto hers. It was a different kiss than they usually had, usually it was more playful and loving … but this one was like a wanted hunger, Harry was pushing her more and more. Unknown to Ginny, he was leading her towards the bed. To Ginny's dislike, he broke away from her but her delight returned when he gently placed her onto the bed. Their robes lay askew in a mess on the floor and Harry had already began to take off Ginny's turtleneck. Ginny began to unbotton Harry's shirt.
Pretty soon they were in nothing and Harry was grunting more and more for Ginny. Ginny let out a passionate orgasm as he entered into her. It didn't hurt as much as it had the first time, it was more of pleasure for Ginny. She gripped Harry's wet hair as he pushed into her. He sucked her neck while she squealed with pleasure. With one final hard push from Harry, Ginny screamed and bit into Harry's shoulder hard.
Harry was found the next morning playing fondly with Ginny's curly red locks. Last night was one of the best nights he had had with her. And it was probably one of the last nights he would have with her for a very long time. Suddenly, Ginny awoke and said sleepily, "Wow Harry, that was really great last night."
Harry laughed and looked into Ginny's eyes. He gathered up all the courage he could muster and said, "There was a reason for it too, Gin."
Ginny looked up puzzedly and said, "And what's that?"
"Gin … I- I love you," he stammered.
Ginny's brown eyes opened wide and stared. She finally came back to her senses and said, "I love you too, Harry … but …"
"But that's not the reason I brought you here last night. Ginny, I won't be coming back for a long time," said Harry slowly.
"What? What are you talking about? Won't be coming back?" asked Ginny.
"Yeah … I won't be coming back for a very long time, I think."
"Harry, what are you talking about?" Ginny asked again. He was acting very strange …
"Just … Gin, just remember I love you … and even when I'm gone I'm never going to stop loving you, okay? Will you remember that?" he asked her.
"Of course I'll remember … I just need to know what you mean!" Ginny burst out angrily.
"Ginny, try to understand, I'm not going to be around for a long time, I just want you to know--,"
"Harry! You can't leave me now! Not when I'm pregnant!" cried Ginny.
Harry started. "Pre…pregnant?" he gasped.
"Yes, pregnant!" spat Ginny. "And what you're trying to say is that you're going to leave your baby and your duty as a father of this baby for a long time? I can't believe you Harry, you're such a prat!"
"You're—you're pregnant?" repeated Harry.
"After all these times I've been trying to hint to you … all you do is tell me that you're going to leave me for a long time?! I thought I knew you better, you stupid asshole!" screamed Ginny. She had already jumped up and was beginning to change.
"Gin! Wait! I can explain!" yelled Harry, also jumping out of bed.
"Then explain Harry! Go ahead," screamed Ginny back, stopping from changing ,folding her hands.
Harry hadn't meant for that to slip. He really wasn't going to explain to her why he had to leave, because he couldn't. He had sworn to Dumbledore that he wouldn't tell a single soul what his assignment was. Harry faltered. "I … er … it's just that--,"
"All of these hints, Harry. I've said I was starving for how many times? That I had to go to the doctor's today which I'm probably going to be late for because of you … and the reason I wanted to visit my parents was because I wanted to tell them our good news!" screamed Ginny.
"Ginny I'm sorry I just can't tell--,"
"Goodbye Harry. Maybe when you come to your senses you'll act like the loving person you use to be," said Ginny. And with that, she apparated, leaving Harry in very confused thoughts.
It was two days after the fight between Harry and Ginny. Harry was in Dumbledore's office, waiting for the spell to be performed and to leave the life that he had now and start a new one. Before Dumbledore did anything, Harry interrupted him.
"Dumbledore, I have a question to ask."
Dumbledore paused and looked at Harry. "Shoot away."
"See, you know how Ron and Hermione are engaged?" asked Harry quietly.
"Ah, yes, you are pondering if you will be able to attend their wedding on the fifteenth of June, aren't you?" said Dumbledore knowingly.
"How'd you know?" asked a surprised Harry.
"I just received their invitation yesterday," said Dumbledore, pointing to a letter on his desk.
"Well?" asked Harry.
"That, Harry, is a question that I most unfortunately will not be able to answer. But," said Dumbledore, catching Harry's crestfallen face, "if nothing has happened between June first and June fifteenth, you will be able to attend."
"Good, because I'm best man," said Harry, hoping to make Dumbledore allow him to attend whatever the cost.
"And I know that, Harry. I also know how close you are to Hermione and Ron, and it would be most unfortunate for me also to think of a way to tell the guests at their wedding why Harry Potter, their best friend, is not at their wedding," said Dumbledore solemnly.
"And now, Harry, I have a question for you," he said.
Harry's ears perked up. "You do?"
"Yes. I seem to recall hearing that you and Miss. Ginny Weasley are an item?" asked Dumbledore.
Harry blushed. "I don't know if you could call it that, anymore, professor."
"No? Why is that?" asked Dumbledore.
"Er … I tried telling her that I wouldn't be able to see her in a long time … and … she got mad at me because she said I was supposedly leaving my duty as a father …" Harry trailed off, hoping that Dumbledore would catch on.
"Father?" asked Dumbledore surprisedly.
"Yeah … she said she's … pregnant," Harry blushed even redder.
Dumbledore's face fell. "I'm terribly sorry, Harry, I didn't know you would have to leave your son or daughter for this. If I'd have known--,"
"No, really, it's okay … only, if you could just let her know somehow that I'm leaving for a very good cause or something," pleaded Harry imploringly.
"Of course Harry, of course I will. Not to worry, now," said Dumbledore checking his watch, "I believe it is time."
Harry gulped. He heard Dumbledore perform the spell, "Disgisium!" and suddenly Harry went through a very painful experience … almost as bad as the Polyjuice Potion. He felt himself shrinking a bit and his robes suddenly became smaller and smaller. His hair was painfully turning a brownish blondish color and growing tamer and shorter. His nose began longer and his legs became stubbier and shorter. Finally, the pain stopped and Harry could look at himself. He had to admit it, he looked like a totally different person. He heard Dumbledore brief a small sigh of relief.
"I'm glad it worked," he said gladly. Harry just nodded his head. He knew what was coming next. "Now … if you would just step into the middle of the room … I will send you to the location of Lord Voldemort," he heard Dumbledore say uncomfortably.
Harry nodded his head again and walked boldly to the center of the oval office. He gave Dumbledore and firm hand-shake and a quick hug as a goodbye and Dumbledore raised his hand and with a flick of his hand, Harry disappeared. To where? He did not know.
A/N: AHHHHHHH! Poor Harry! Where is he off to? Poor Ginny! She doesn't know why Harry left him and she's left to deal with the baby on her own! Poor Baby! He or she has to deal with no father! Poor Ron and Hermione! They may not have a best friend and man at their very own wedding! What's going to happen? We'll just have to find out. I need more reviews! Only two so far, very disappointing!