4. A Baby
Ginny's P.O.V.
I had been feeling really odd for the past few weeks one minute I would be in tears, the next I would be in a fit of giggles. Mum and Dad have been giving me really odd looks. Well tomorrow at least I will be back at Hogwarts, alone. I mean there's Neville and Luna but how with Snape, the Carrows what will it be like. It's bad enough we're learning the Dark Arts and "Muggle Studies". Muggles are fine they are not animal not matter what those murders say.
Today I wake with a start running to the bathroom I throw up down the toilet. Ugh I would get ill just before going back to school my typical luck. Now feeling completely ravenous I go down to the kitchen to get cereal. I end up making myself a whole English breakfast. Afterwards I feel so exhausted I fall into bed burrowing into my pillow which still smelt of Harry. Waking up a few hours later I decide to pack for school tomorrow. Textbooks (yawn), pyjamas, cloaks, jumpers, Muggle clothes, wand, and toiletries. Wait… what was that? I sit on my bed and swear loudly enough for Mum to hear and give me telling off. I barely even registered she was in the room. All I could think was I was late. Okay so I wasn't exactly exact but two weeks come on. I didn't think of protection but it was my first time swearing like a sailor I decided no to say anything until I was sure.
After lunch I went to the Muggle corner shop bringing Luna along with me explaining all that had happened. In Luna's airy fairy way she accepted it without a question. I was beginning to wonder what I'd do if I was pregnant. Not tell who the father was for one. Neville would help he was brilliant. I could say he was the father they were both dark haired after all just hopefully it wouldn't inherit its fathers characteristic green eyes.
Buying a pregnancy test was easier than she had thought all I had to do was present the Muggle money. I went to Luna's where I tested it in Luna's room we watched it change. I gasped feeling faint. So there it was I was pregnant with a Potter a nervous giggle escaped. Luna looked at me concerned.
'I'm okay. No I'm not what is You-Know-Who going to do to me, to it… I mean my child?' My child a smile lit my face… our child. No matter what happened I would always have this child to remember the love of my life.
'Tell your parents.' When Ginny didn't look convinced 'their going to find out, you love them, they need to know. Then find a guy who's willing to risk his life pretending to be the father of His child.'
'Will you help me?'
'You're my best friend Ginny you've always been so kind to me even though people call me Looney now it's my turn to help you.'
'Thank you?'