Finally able to finish this chapter. It has been sitting unfinished for awhile. Now that exams are over with and I am on break, I was able to fix it up a bit. Enjoy.

"Calm down Ron, she will say yes. Everything will be fine."

Harry was standing in the middle of Georges shop watching Ron pace the floor frantically. He had just helped Ron pick out a ring for Hermione earlier that day. Ron had decided that he was finally going to ask Hermione to marry him. Sure they were still fairly young, but he knew that she was the one. He couldn't wait to ask her any longer.

"Are you sure? Maybe she thinks we aren't ready. That we aren't financially stable enough or something."

"Ron, you are perfectly stable. She makes good money at the ministry and the Aurors are even giving us a raise soon since we've done so well on our recent missions. She has no reason to say no." Harry placed his hand on Ron's shoulder and stopped him from pacing. "Do you want to ask Hermione to marry you?"

"Yes. I do. "

"Then tonight, when she gets home from work, ask her. Chances are that shes had a long day so relax her a bit. Do what you wish. Take her to dinner, make her dinner, run her a bath or something. Then when you feel shes having a good night, ask her. She will of course say yes."

"What if she says no?"

"Trust me Ron, she has been envious of Ginny for a while now. Ever since we got engaged she was helping her make plans and gushing over the fact that we were getting married. She wants to get married, to you. So ask her."

Harry had asked Ginny months ago to marry her. She was so excited and of course said yes. Because Harry and Ginny were such a media spectacle, Ginny and Harry decided that they should do a private wedding and only had her family there. They were married for a little over two months now.

"Okay. I can do this. Thanks Harry."

"You are welcome. I would do anything for you two. I have to run though. I'm supposed to meet Ginny tonight after her quidditch practice. We are staying at the burrow tonight so as to not disturb you two in the slightest. Have a good night Ron. When I see you tomorrow you will be an engaged man."

Ron watched as Harry exited the shop and the bell on the door jingled.

"So, you're going to ask Hermione to marry you eh?"

"George were you eavesdropping again?" Ron turned around to see George standing at the counter.

"Excuse me little brother, but this is my shop, I am allowed anywhere in this shop that I want to be and if you are going to have a private conversation in here then I am therefore entitled to listen in."

Ron let out a breath. "Well to answer your question, yes. I am going to ask Hermione to marry me. Tonight. I'm freaking out. What if she says no? You don't think she will say no do you?"

George opened up a box and started to place its contents on a shelf. "I definitely do not think that she will say no. Hermione has been in love with you since before I can remember."

"Well I just hope everything goes well tonight."

"Trust me Ron, everything will be fine. Just ask her."

7:15

Where was she? It was getting later and later and still no Hermione. She normally was home no later than 6:30. Ron had already cooked her favorite meal. He got the recipe from his mom and had spent the rest of the afternoon preparing it. He had already set it up at the table, he was just waiting for Hermione to arrive.

Finally at 7:40 Hermione arrived home.

"Ron I'm so sorry I'm home later than normal. We had a new case brought up at work and I wanted to start on it before I left. I didn't realize it was so late."

"I was getting worried. You've never been this late before. Please owl me or something next time so that I know that you are alright."

"I'm sorry Ron. I don't mean to worry you." Looking over Ron's shoulder as she hugged him she noticed the food on the table. "Ron, did you make dinner?"

"Correction, Hermione. I made your favorite dinner."

She walked over to the table and could smell the wonderful scent. "Mmm. It smells really good."

Ron pulled out her chair for her, then took his seat next to her.

"What's all of this for? I don't recall any sort of special occasion. It's not our anniversary, or either of our birthdays, not any holiday."

Ron put on a look of shock. "Can't a bloke just make his girlfriend her favorite meal and not have it be a special occasion?"

Hermione raised an eyebrow at him. "Alright, If you say so."

They had a great dinner. Hermione ate two helpings, it being her favorite, and Ron had a few himself. They just enjoyed talking and spending the evening together, just the two of them.

"Would you like anymore to eat?" Ron asked her.

"Oh no thank you. I couldn't, I'm too full. Thank you though Ron. It was wonderful. It was really thoughtful of you to make dinner." She stood up from the table.

Ron stood with her and took her hand.

"Well that's not all I made for you. Come with me."

He pulled Hermione behind him up the stairs to the bathroom that they shared. Inside was a bathtub full of water and candles lit all around the room. Hermiones mouth fell open.

"Ron, you didn't have to do this."

"I wanted to. You had a long day at work, you deserve it. You always deserve it."

"This is really nice. What has gotten into you today Ron? You are being awfully sweet. Next thing I know you are going to pull out a ring and ask me to marry you." She started to laugh, but Ron's face remained stagnant.

Realization washed over her and she stopped laughing as he reached into his pocket. "Oh my goodness Ron, are you serious?"

"I wasn't going to do this in the bathroom. I was going to wait until you got finished in the bath, but I guess now is as good of time as ever." He lowered himself onto one knee. "Hermione. I love you, more than anything in this whole world. I want to spend the rest of our lives together. Please say that you will marry me."

Hermione stood before him, tears streaming down her face. "Ron, of course I'll marry you. I want nothing more than to be with you forever. A thousand times yes."

With that he slid the ring on her finger and she pulled him up into a fierce kiss.

"You want to take your wonderful bath that I made you now?"

Hermione raised an eyebrow at him. "I do, but I want you to take it with me."

A few days later Ron and Hermione had announced the news of their engagement. Everyone was overjoyed by the news. Harry of course had told Ginny already and George knew, but the rest of the family was surprised that Ron had built up the nerve.

The girls were excited to start on wedding plans. Hermione and Ron weren't sure on a date yet, but the family knew neither of them would be able to wait very long until it happened so Ginny suggested sooner rather than later.

"Alright." Molly Weasley sat down at the table with the girls. "So Hermione is the bride."

"Gee mum, we didn't know that already." Ginny remarked.

"Anyway, as I was saying before Ginny interrupted, Hermione is the bride, now who are your bridesmaids?"

Hermione looked at the list in front of her. "Well I have no family on my side coming besides my father and grandmother, so everyone in the wedding will be from Ron's side. First of all I want Ginny to be my Maid of Honor. And I guess my bridesmaids will be Fleur and Luna. And I know I want their dresses to be teal. I love that color and since my dress cant be, I want theirs to be. I sort of want that to be the color scheme for the entire set up."

"Did we decide on a date yet Hermione?" Ginny asked.

"No, I really don't know when I want to have it."

"Well, how about next month? That sounds nice right?"

"Next month Ginny? That's awfully soon isn't it. I don't know if I'll be able to find a dress and have the invitations out in time. How about in 5 or 6 months? That should give me time for everything."

"But you wont be able to wait that long. I know you wont."

"Ginny, why do you want me to get married so soon?"

Ginny shrugged. "No reason. Just thought you would like to have it sooner rather than later."

Hermione watched as Ginny stood up and walked up the stairs.

"Did I say something wrong?" She asked Mrs. Weasley.

"Oh no dear, Ginny has just been on edge recently. I don't know what is up with her."

"Well I'm going to go talk to her for a minute before I go."

Hermione made her way up the stairs to Ginnys old room in the burrow. She opened the door and saw Ginny laying face down on the bed.

"Gin whats up?" She moved closer to her and sat at the end of the bed.

Ginny raised her head off of the bed and Hermione could see that she was crying a bit. "Hermione, I think I have a problem. Actually I know I have a problem. It's kind of a big issue here. When I tell you, you have to promise me that you wont tell anyone."

"Okay Ginny, I promise."

"Hermione, I'm pregnant."

There was a good few minutes before either of them said anything.

"Ginny, are…are you sure?"

Ginny nodded. "Yeah I'm sure. I haven't told anyone yet. Not even Harry. I'm scared to tell him. We obviously didn't plan this. I'm afraid he wont be happy."

"Oh, I'm sure he will be happy Gin. Harry loves you."

"But Hermione, we just recently got married. We haven't had a lot of time to ourselves. Now we are going to have a baby, and im going to be as big as a house at your wedding." Ginny flopped her head back down into the pillow.

"That's why you want me and Ron to get married so soon."

"I'm sorry. I just don't want to be so pregnant at your wedding that I won't enjoy it. I'll be so sore and tired and miserable cause I'll probably be in my 8th month and by that time I'll just want the baby out of me. I'm also going to be so large, and I don't want to look like that in your wedding photos. Please, I don't want to be fat." At this point Ginny had begun crying into the pillow. Hermione really wasn't sure of what to do.

"Ginny, don't cry. We will figure it all out alright. I will try to figure out what to do about the wedding. If I can't have it early, then ill postpone it until later. You understand though that I will have to tell Ron so I can include him in the decision on the wedding date?"

"Yeah, you can tell Ron. But please don't tell Harry, neither of you. I need to tell him myself."

"You have to tell him, Gin. Soon. As in…tomorrow, or tonight. It isn't fair to keep him in the dark, and it's just going to keep eating at you until you tell him."

Ginny stood up and wiped away the tears off of her face. "I know, I know. It's just difficult. I didn't mean for this to happen. I was hoping to wait a few years."

Hermione reached forward and pulled Ginny into a hug. "It's alright. I'm here for you, and so is your family."

"You ARE my family Hermione."

"Thanks Ginny."

A few hours later and Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione had all said their farewells to the rest of the Weasleys and went back home to Grimmauld Place. They were exhausted and all decided to hit the hay. As they all said their goodnights, Hermione gave Ginny a knowing look, a look that Ginny knew was Hermione telling her to tell Harry.

"Oh wow, am I beat. I am going straight to bed. I don't think I can even stay awake." Ron said as he changed out of his clothes.

"Why are you so tired?" Hermione asked as she went to the bathroom to brush her teeth.

"Hermione, when ever my mother has something to be excited about, she uses up so much of her own energy that she has to start using up our energy. She sort of sucks it out of us. We always end up exhausted by the end of the day. Need I remind you of the summer of 95' when my mother planned our family trip to the states?"

"I know Ron, I know. Your mother was up till dawn planning that trip and by morning none of you could muster the strength to even make it to the breakfast table. I've heard it all before."

"Yeah, well this is a wedding. And you know how much my mother loves to plan weddings. Especially this one, since she is so attached to you."

Hermione began to take a brush to her hair. "Ron, I know how excited she is, which is why I have no problem with letting her plan it, especially since I planned Ginny's wedding and by the end of it I was glad it was over. It was very stressful. Your mom can handle the stress, she handles more stress than that everyday. Ginny and I can not handle that kind of stress right now."

"I know, no bride should have to plan her own wedding by herself. You are going to be under enough stress just being the bride. I bet Ginny could handle it on her own though. She can deal with the stress." Ron reclined back on the bed.

Hermione stopped brushing her hair and put down her brush. "Normally, I would agree with you. Right now though, I'm not so sure she could handle it."

Ron gave Hermione a look of confusion. "Why not?"

Hermione stood up and approached where he lay on the bed. "Now Ron don't get mad. I'm going to tell you something, but you have to promise not to tell Harry about it. Alright?"

"It depends. What does it have to do with my sister?"

"Well, you see Ron…Ginny's pregnant." Hermione braced herself for the shouting. But surprisingly none came. Ron just sat there with his mouth agape.

"She's…she's pregnant?" Ron stuttered.

'He is taking this rather calmly. No yelling.' Hermione thought to herself.

Ron abruptly stood up. "SHE"S PREGNANT?!?" Oh there's the yelling. "Hermione how in the world did this happen?"

"Well, Ron you see…"

"Don't answer that. I know how THAT happened. What I mean is, how could they let that happen? They just recently got married. Harry isn't ready to be a father yet, and Ginny is no more prepared to be a mother than you are."

"Excuse me? Are you implying that I am not fit to be a mother? That if I were to get pregnant and have a baby right now, you would fear for the childs safety because of my lack of parental skills?"

"No, Hermione. I know you will make a great mother, and so will Ginny but not now, sometime in the future when we are all more mature, and when we have settled down a bit more."

"Well, it's a little too late now Ron. Ready or not, Ginny is pregnant and she is going to have a baby in a few months. And my reasoning for telling you this information wasn't to start an argument about it, it was to tell you that now we have to plan the wedding around her due date. She doesn't want to be fat and miserable during the wedding and in the photos, so she has asked that we either do the wedding soon before she gets that big, or wait until after the baby is born."

"Well, I think if we can do the wedding sooner rather than later, that would be best. A new baby is only going to add stress to Ginny, lets let her enjoy the wedding before that happens. I think my mother can pull it off. I also wouldn't mind being married to you as soon as possible." Ron took her hand and led her to the bed.

Hermione laid down next to Ron. "That's sweet. Remember Ron, no telling Harry, cause he doesn't know yet. Luckily we live on the opposite side of the house so I'm pretty sure he couldn't hear you yell it out loud."

"Hermione, trust me. I will not say anything to Harry. Although if Ginny doesn't tell him soon, I will be forced to. If it were me and you were pregnant, I would want to know. I would want you to not be afraid to tell me."

"I already told her that she needed to tell him ASAP. She's just worried about what Harry is going to say, how he is going to react. This is life changing."

"Yeah it is. Lets go to sleep. I'm real tired. I love you." He kissed her before laying his head on the pillow.

"I love you too Ron. Goodnight."

Nausea. It had been happening to Ginny more frequently recently. It wasn't only in the morning, it was all day long. Luckily it wasn't enough that she was puking, so she could hide it fairly easily and Harry hadn't noticed. It was however keeping Ginny from sleeping tonight.

Carefully as to not wake up Harry, Ginny slipped out of the bed and ventured down to the kitchen in search of something to settle her stomach.

Ginger Ale and saltine crackers. Score!

Silently, Ginny ate her crackers and drank her ginger ale. All she could think about was the baby. How was she going to break the news to Harry? How was he going to react? Of course he wouldn't be angry, just shocked. She wanted him to be excited when she first told him she was pregnant, not disappointed.

"You should have been more careful, Ginny. You should have taken more precautions." She spoke out loud to herself.

She was now going to have to take a leave from the Harpies at least until a few months after the baby was born. She knew that they had enough money to sustain them while she was on leave. That wouldn't be a problem.

She just wasn't sure of what was to come. She was the youngest of her family. She never witnessed her mother go through a pregnancy, she didn't know what to expect. What about after the baby was born, how was she going to take care of a child?

"What are you going to do Ginny?" She spoke out loud to herself again.

"You know talking to yourself is the first sign of craziness." The voice behind her said.

Looking up she saw Ron standing in the doorway of the kitchen. Quickly she tried to hide the crackers and ginger ale.

"Ginny it's alright. Hermione told me. Keep the crackers on the table. The ginger ale too." She replaced the items on the table. "Nausea already setting in huh?"

She nodded. "For the past few days. I've been able to hold it in though. Are you mad at me?"

"I'm not angry at you Ginny. I'm not upset. I may have been a bit shocked when I first found out, but after staying up all night thinking about it, I was able to wrap my head around it. I just care about you Gin, you are my baby sister and I love you. I just want to make sure you are going to be okay."

"I'm alright for the most part. I still can't believe this happened though. I don't know anything about being a mom."

"Yes you do Ginny. All of those years being the only girl and following mom around, that rubbed off on you. You picked up on a lot. And being the only girl in a group of boys, you've been like a mom to all of us whenever mom isn't around. Ginny, you can do this. I know you can, and you wont be alone. We are all here for you. Also, don't forget about that husband of yours. He will be there for you too, once you tell him."

"I'm just nervous. This wasn't suppose to happen."

Ron reached forward to take her hands. "Gin, he isn't going to be mad. This is half his doing. Sure, it's a little sooner than expected, but he loves you. He will probably be a bit surprised at the beginning, but the idea will grow on him. Trust me. I know him well, he is my best friend after all."

"You are right. I know that you are right. It's just nerve-wracking to tell your husband something that is life changing."

"That's what Hermione said."

"She's a smart girl."

"That she is. Don't worry Ginny. Just tell him. He deserves to know, and you deserve to be happy about it. Don't forget to be happy about it. You are going to have a baby, Gin, a baby. You are allowed to be happy you know."

"I know. Thank you Ron." She got up to hug her brother.

"You're welcome." He returned the hug. "I love you. You can do this. I believe in you." With that, Ron turned back and walked back to his bedroom.

With the newfound confidence that Ron gave her, Ginny decided that she could not wait for the new day to come to tell Harry. She had to get it over with. With a firm stance and determination, Ginny made her way towards the room where Harry was still sound asleep…

Well thats it for this chapter. Tell me what you think. And while you are at it, tell me what you thought about the last chapter too, cause i didnt get reviews on it and I want to know what you guys think.