Hello, everybody! I'm sorry it's been awhile, this chapter took me a lot longer than I thought it would! I'd like to announce, just really quickly, that I've finally published my other story 'Seven Songs To Change His Mind'. I hope you all go check it out; I'm really excited about it! What's it about? I suggest you go look to find out...haha. Anyways, thank you once more to my amazingly wonderful reviewers! I love you all so much! You're just so amazing, thank you for your great comments. Enjoy this chapter!

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Chapter 5: Secret's Out!

Somehow, Harry and I manage to find a way out of the family dinners for the next two weeks, making me about eight weeks pregnant. Neither of us wanted to tell Lily and Connor until then, but after the eight-week appointment, we both decided we needed to.

"All Potter children, please report to the living room," Harry called as we arrived home from St. Mungo's. We'd driven up to London this time, as Flooing made me rather sick.

"Dad! Mum!" Connor called, and the two of them ran down the stairs to hug us.

"Hey, guys," I replied, laughing and hugging both my children. Harry did the same.

"What did you want, Dad?" Lily asked once she'd hugged both Harry and I.

"Come on into the living room," he invited, leading the way. I followed in the rear, watching nervously as Connor and Lily settled down on the couch.

"Your Mum and I have something to tell you guys, alright?" Harry began, but Connor interrupted.

"It wasn't me, I swear!" he gasped. Lily laughed.

"You aren't in trouble," I reassured him.

"But what, exactly, was it you didn't do?" Harry inquired, frowning. At that exact moment, our fellytone rang.

"I'll get it," I said. I went into the kitchen and picked it up. "Hello?"

"Ginny? Is that you?" Mum's voice came through the other end. She and Dad had finally mastered the use of a fellytone-wait, no, telephone.

"Yes. Mum, what's wrong? What did George do?" I could hear explosions going off in the background.

"It wasn't George, it was your son!" she shrieked. I froze.

"What are you talking about?"

"Well, I suppose it was George, too, but anyways, Connor got hold of a bunch of Weasley fireworks and he hid them in the oven! When I went to turn it on, they all exploded!" I'm pretty sure my mouth was hanging open by now.

"Are you serious?"

"YES, GINEVRA, I'M FAIRLY CERTAIN!" she hollered as another round of explosions went off.

"I'll take care of it, Mum, you just clean the kitchen. Bye," I said, slamming the phone down before she could argue any more. Then I took a moment to inhale and exhale deeply before returning to the living room.

"Connor James," I say before anyone can say anything. His face pales.

"Yes, Mum?" I bite my cheek, hard, to keep from laughing.

"Would you like to explain to me why your grandmother was calling us?" I inquire. I see panic cross his eyes before he shrugs.

"Tell we actually don't have to go dinner?" he asks. I glare at him, and he shrinks into the cushions.

"Good guess, but no."

Harry and Lily both look completely nonplussed. I decide to give him a clue.

"But it did have something to do with her stove..." I say, letting my sentence trail off. I see recognition in Lily's eyes.

"You didn't!" she shrieks at Connor. He smiles.

"I did."

"Connor! How is Grandma Molly supposed to cook dinner now?"

"She's a witch," he retorts. "She'll be fine."

"What are you talking about?" Harry asks, sounding a tiny bit annoyed.

"Connor?" I ask, making it perfectly clear he's got to tell his father.

"Well...I sort of put some of Uncle George's fireworks in Grandma's oven so they'd go off when she turned it on," Connor admits in a rush. Harry stares at him in shock. Lily and I are silent, staring at Harry. Connor stares at his knees.

And then Harry bursts out laughing. He laughs so hard he has to bend over and put his hands on his knees. My mouth falls open in shock, but Connor looks hopeful.

"Harry James Potter!" I gasp. "We should not be condoning this behavior!"

"I...I know, Gin, but can you see the expression on your mum's face when her oven just.." he spreads his hands in the air like an explosion. And that does it. I burst out laughing, too. Honestly, I've been trying to hold it in since Mum told me, and Harry's comment just set me over the edge.

"Mum!" Lily gasps, but she's giggling, too. For a few moments, the entire family is in hysterics, laughing so hard we're bending over. When I go to stand up again, however, something in my stomach jerks and I run to the sink, barely making it in time. I hear Harry, Connor, and Lily all follow me.

"Guys, stay right there!" Harry orders, then pulls my hair back, whispering soothing words in my ear. "It's alright, love, shh." I finish vomiting and wash out my mouth before turning around and hugging Harry. His arms come up around me, holding me tight.

"Ew," Connor mutters, and I remember our other children.

"Oh, shush, Connor," Lily sighs impatiently. "Are you alright, Mummy?" She looks so worried it tears at my heart.

"I am, sweetie, I promise. Come here," I say, holding out my arms. She runs over and hugs me gently.

"Why'd you do that, Mum?" Connor asks, coming over and hugging me, too. I guess I must have really worried him. I glance at Harry once, then kneel in front of our twins.

"Mummy has something to tell you," I start. "How would you feel if you could have a baby brother or sister?" I ask.

"Are we adopting Teddy?" Connor asks excitedly. I snort, and Lily rolls her eyes.

"No...he's not a baby," I remind him.

"Dang," Connor mutters. "So how are we getting a new sibling?" I've yet to have 'the talk' with my twins. I mean, they're only ten after all, and they can't understand why the lady down the street doesn't like them. I know it'll be worse when they go to Hogwarts, but how do you explain the concept of illegitmate children and people who don't like them to two innocent ten year olds?

"Ginny," Harry calls softly, and I jerk myself back to the present.

"Sorry. Anyways, guys, you're going to get a new sibling from Mummy. I'm pregnant," I tell them. Connor's jaw drops, but Lily squeals in excitement. They've heard that announcement so many times from various Weasley family members that they know exactly what that means.

"Yay!" Lily exclaims, hugging me tightly. "A new baby! But it's ours! I'm so happy!" she gushes. Harry smiles and we both hug our daughter.

"Are you gonna get all moody like Aunt Hermione did?" Connor asks cautiously. Lily stops dead and stares at me. The twins witnessed one of Hermione's...finer moments while pregnant, and it...scared them, to say the least.

"Not that bad," I reassure him, though I know it's a strong possibility. "You see, this baby is very special. Mummy has to do some extra things to take care of it. In four weeks, I have to go on bed rest, which means I have to lay down all day and only get up to go to the bathroom or eat. And I'm going to need you to help me. You can't fight or argue, you can't explode the house," I threaten, looking at Connor, who grins. "You might have to bring me a few things because I won't be able to get up. And most importantly, if I ask you to do something, you have to do it, alright?" They both nod, looking very serious.

"And in July," Harry adds, bending down next to me to look Connor and Lily in the eye, "you'll have a new baby brother or baby sister, just like Rose did when Hunter was born." Lily looks excited, and Connor looks at me.

"Where's the baby?" he asks, squinting at my stomach. I laugh.

"I'm not really pregnant yet," I remind him, then stand up. "Give me your hand." He complies, and I place it gently on my slightly swollen stomach. It looks bigger than it actually is because I'm so thin.

"That's where the baby is?" he asks, mouth wide. I nod. Lily reaches forward and cautiously touches my stomach, too. I feel a sudden warmth flood through me as my two beautiful children touch my stomach, where my new baby grows, safe and sound, in my womb.

"That went well," Harry mutters in my ear. I lean against him.

"Yeah, it did."

"Now we've just got to tell the family. How, exactly, are we going to do that?" I just laugh.

"No clue."

As it turns out, we don't even have to worry about how to make the announcement. Our daughter does it for us. As soon as we've Flooed into the Burrow's kitchen, Victoire comes running over to meet Lily.

"Vic!" Lily exclaims, hugging her tightly. "Guess what, guess what!" I've just stepped out of the fireplace when she says that, and she's already halfway across the room. Harry's eyes widen, and he steps forward to stop her, but she's already said it.

"Mummy's pregnant!"

The entire(and I do mean entire) house goes so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Everyone swivels around to look at me. I feel my face start to burn as I look down. I know exactly why they're staring, and exactly what they're thinking. I shouldn't be able to be pregnant. But I am.

The silence is broken by Connor, who's been looking out the window.

"Lupin!" he roars, and I'm reminded, not of Teddy, but of Remus Lupin, and I feel tears form in my eyes. Harry's face is suddenly blank and expressionless. I've lost count of how many times we've told Connor to call him 'Teddy' but it just doesn't work. He and Teddy always call each other by their surnames for some reason. I reach out to grasp Harry's hand cautiously, and he smiles down at me. Victoire, Lily, and Connor rush out of the room to greet Teddy, leaving us alone with the rest of the adults and children.

"Is it true?" Mum asks, inching forward slowly, her eyes sparkling. I nod. "Oh, Ginny, darling, that's wonderful!" She runs forward and hugs me. I gasp for air and she lets go. "Sorry, sorry, you're fragile now, I have to remember that. Oh, Ginny, I'm just so happy for you!" she gushes, and then the rest of my brothers have come over, and they all hug me, too.

"Nice, sis," Ron comments. Hermione smacks him on the arm.

"Grow up, would you? Congratulations, Ginny, that's wonderful!" she exclaims, but she shoots me a look that tells me quite clearly I am talking to her and explaining everything later. I resign myself to that fact; I'll probably have to talk to the rest of my family, too. Really, there isn't much to say, so I decide to say it now.

"Yeah. It was a shock, but, honestly, I've never been happier," I admit to her. She raises her eyebrows, and I know she's thinking of events that happened three years prior. I meet her gaze.

"I know what you're thinking, Hermione, and I've already been to St. Mungo's. They told me I should have a safe pregnancy, but I have to go on bed rest at the beginning of the third month, and stay there until the baby's born."

"Oh, Ginny, zat ees awful!" Fleur exclaimed. "I 'ad to go on bed rest with Louis. Eet was awful!"

"Thanks, Fleur," I mutter. She smiles, her silvery hair glowing. Geez, 30 years old and still prettier than I am.

"I would be glad to 'elp wiz Lily and Connor eef you need it," she offers in a gentle tone.

"Oh, Fleur, that would be wonderful, thank you!" I gasp, hugging her.

"Eet is no problem, truly. Zey are wonderful children." I smile hugely at her, and then we all sit down to a wonderful family dinner, happy and content-at least for now.

K, I'm not entirely satisfied with the ending, but it'll do. I'll have the next chapter up soon, and we're going to skip ahead a few months to when she's on bed rest. Just to see how she deals with it. Yeah. Anyway, hope you enjoyed! Pretty please go read my other story! Also, what would you guys think if I were to publish a Rose/Scorpius romance? Just a thought I've been tossing around. Please review!

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