When Plans Go Wrong

Harry sat at the kitchen table as the clock stuck 2am. Scamp sat asleep with his head under his wing waiting for Harry to write a reply.

The quill shook in his hand as he shivered; he stared at the parchment so far he'd only got two words:

Dear Ginny,

Harry put quill to parchment and started to write.

I miss you terribly; Ron, Hermione and I are all fine we can't say what we're doing in case the letter is intercepted.

At first I was shocked to hear the news but I'm delighted for you, for us because this just shows no matter how far apart we are we still love each other. Your father is taking care of the key for my Gringott's vault so I give you written permission to access my vault on my behalf to take all the money you need to get things for yourself and our baby.

I love you so much and our little baby. (Harry looked at the scan again at the small black mass. A tear splattered onto the top left hand corner of the page, followed by a few more.)

I'll be home as soon as my job is fulfilled.

I love you. Ron and Hermione say hi to everyone and say they're ok and hope everything your end is ok.

All my love, Prongs Jr. Xxx

'Scamp, Scamp. Can you take this back to Ginny please? While it's dark so nobody sees you.' Harry said walking to the owl and giving it a few owl treats and strapping the letter to his leg. Scamp hooted through his full beak and flew off up the chimney again.

Harry crawled into his bed; or rather Sirius' old bed as it was his room and fell asleep. His dreams were disturbed and warped: his godfather carrying a hippogriff in a blanket, Ginny with a small pink bundle in her arms that had a mop of black hair. Hermione and Ron woke Harry early in the morning to go and break into the ministry.

Scamp screeched and flew through Ginny's open bedroom window and sat on the end of her bed and hooted happily. Ginny sat up and untied the scroll and put Scamp back in his cage where a bowl of food was awaiting and some water. She carefully read the letter twice before going downstairs and showing it to her father.

'Well pumpkin, I'm not sure if I can get the money out for you but Bill might be able too seeing he works there I'll ask him when he come over for lunch today.' Arthur said after reading the letter 'Would you like some breakfast dear? I could do a plate of fresh fruit if you like.' Molly asked her daughter putting a plate full of bacon and eggs in front of Arthur. 'It's ok mum I'll get it.' Ginny replied getting up and heading to the pantry where she picked out an orange, an apple, a kiwi and a handful of grapes.

She washed the fruit before she peeled the orange and kiwi, chopped them and put them in a bowl along with the chopped apples and grapes. She happily ate it then sat back thinking. Molly cleared the bowl away for her then sat opposite her daughter. 'What's up love?' She asked. 'I don't know; it just all seems so real now Harry knows and he seems happy about it but something just doesn't feel right.' Ginny said breaking down into tears. Molly put her arm around her and hugged her. 'What doesn't feel right pumpkin?' Arthur asked putting his paper down. 'I feel like the baby doesn't have a place or anything because all it has is me and Harry isn't here and he should be but I don't blame him but I want a home for the baby but I'm not sure where that is.' She sobbed. 'Sweetheart, your home is right here and so is the baby's, and who says he or she doesn't have anyone? They have a huge family, as your aunt Muriel reminds us all so much 'we breed like gnomes.' Your baby will be loved Ginny and Harry loves the baby too, don't you forget that.' Molly reassured her. 'Why don't we go to Diagon Ally after lunch and get you something's for the baby and Arthur can redecorate your room and the small spare room next to your room can be the nursery.' She suggested giving her husband a stern looks across the table. 'Yes, I'm sure I can do that, how about a nice gold and cream room, your mature and growing up, its time your room reflected it.' Arthur agreed

hurriedly to avoid any arguments from his wife.

After lunch Bill had agreed to go to Diagon Ally with his mother and sister and get some money out for them and help them go shopping, this generally involved carrying the bags for them which he didn't mind as one woman gave him life, the other was carrying one.

Stepping into the emerald flames of the fireplace he shouted 'Diagon Ally.' and whizzed out of view.