Ron jumped up and grabbed for his wand ready to curse Draco. When he brought up his hand to curse him he was shocked that his hand was empty. Turning around he saw that Hermione was holding it in her hand. "Give me back my wand!" He demanded trying to pull it from her hand.
"I won't give it back to you until you sit down and are being rational again." Hermione retorted.
Ron seeing that this was a losing battle slumped back down on the seat beside Hermione and began staring at Draco and Ginny. After he had calmed down a little he finally looked at Ginny. "How could you have let this happen? I thought you were smarter then this. What am I gonna tell mum and dad?"
"I'm sorry Ron. I wasn't planing this or anything. I guess I messed up the potion I took so this happened. Also it's not your job to tell mum and dad. I'm gonna tell them next week when they're in Hogsmeade. I don't want to tell them by post and end up getting another one of mum's howlers." They all cringed as they recalled Mrs. Weasley's howlers. They were very freighting.
Ron agreed that it was probably best that they not tell mum via post owl. After that Ron had calmed down entirely and gave Ginny and Draco a slightly lopsided grin. "I guess you're not my baby sister anymore."
"I'll always be your baby sister Ron, but you do need to understand that I'm not a baby anymore. I mean I'm gonna have a baby of my own in less then six months."
At that Ron was entirely shocked. "You're already three months?" He stared at her in disbelief. She stood up pulling her robes back so that her pregnant belly was completely noticeable to them all and nodded. Ron stared at her belly for a little bit longer then noticing that something didn't seem right about the size of her belly. "Are you sure Gin? You look like you're five or six months along not just three."
Hermione and Harry both nodded in agreement. Hermione looked up at her questionably. "Have you seen a doctor yet Gin?"
"Not yet but I was planing on going to see Madam Pomfrey when we got to school. I wasn't really comfortable about going to see a muggle doctor without my parents knowing." Suddenly looking out the window she saw that they were nearly to the station. Pointing this out to the rest of them they decided to drop the topic of Ginny and head back to their trunks and get ready to get off the train.
Since Hermione, Draco and Ginny were all prefects they knew they would have to help the younger students get their stuff off the train before they themselves could head up to Hogwarts. After fighting with them all about her ability to get her own trunk Ginny had to give in and agree that she wouldn't try and carry any trunks and she'd just let Harry and Ron do her job for her today. Once all the students were off the train and all their stuff was loaded up with everyone else's stuff the five of them all crammed into the last carriage and were taken up to Hogwarts.
The minute they arrived they all took Ginny straight to the hospital wing. Ginny tried to convince them that she could go after they all ate but they wouldn't listen. Upon arriving they were shocked to see Professor Dumbledore already there seemingly waiting for someone.
"Ah! And what brings you five up here this evening and before the school year has even started?" They all just stared at him in silence then finally Hermione spoke for them all.
"Ginny was feeling slightly ill and we thought it best for her to come up here and see Madam Pomfrey for something to settle her stomach." And as if on cue Ginny suddenly began to throw up. Hearing this Madam Pomfrey came rushing out of her office carrying a small tub for her to do so into. Once Ginny's stomach had settled enough for her to walk again Madam Pomfrey moved her over to one of the near by beds. When Ginny was settled she addressed Dumbledore who was still standing there waiting for something.
"How can I help you Headmaster?"
"Oh, it's nothing Poppy. I see that you're busy right now. I'll come back later when you're not." And then he left without another word.
Madam Pomfrey looked down at Ginny and then to the group of students who had brought her in. "Would someone like to tell me what she ate that made her so ill?"
"Well actually it wasn't something she ate that made her get sick. She's pregnant and is just experiencing some extreme morning sickness. Or I should say evening sickness." It was Draco who had answered.
"I see. Well then there isn't much I can do for her right now. I don't have a potion that would help her on hand. If she comes back tomorrow I can have some for her then that should lessen her evening sickness." Madam Pomfrey was turning back towards her office when Hermione stopped her.
"Actually we were wondering if there was some kind of test that could be done to determine how far along she is. You see she thinks she's about three months but she looks like she's five or six to us. It just kinda worried us all a bit."
"Oh. Well yes there is a test I can do. I'll go get my supplies from my office. Mister Malfoy would you be so kind as to come and help me with it. And as for you three I would advise that you head down to the Great Hall for dinner. Miss Weasley is in good hands and will most likely be down there shortly."
Harry and Hermione had to practically drag Ron out of the Hospital wing and down to the great hall. None of them really wanted to leave but they knew that they should listen to Madam Pomfrey. The three of them arrived in the great hall just as the last of the first years were sorted into their respective houses. They all sat down near Neville Longbottom, still leaving enough room for Ginny when she came down. They were busy catching up with Neville, Dean Thomas, and Seamus Finnigan when Ginny and Draco finally arrived.
Ron was the first to notice them walk in but soon the whole school seemed to be looking at them. They both walked straight down the rows of tables to where Harry, Ron, Hermione and the rest of the seventh year Gryffindors were sitting both looking like they were going to pass out at any moment. When they reached their destination Ginny really looked like she was going to pass out so Ron guided her safely to the bench then looked up at Draco questioning him silently about what Madam Pomfrey had said.
After taking a few deep-calming breaths he said quietly. "Triplets."