Nine

"Anyone home?"

It was two days after Ginny's meeting with Neville. The news that the potion had worked was now beginning to sink in. Her mind continued to race over the thoughts. Part of her kept expecting it to be a dream. As such she had spent the day before in St. Mungos getting tested by Healers.

The house was silent and she found that a little strange. Harry was on nights and so should have been home all day with the kids. But as Ginny picked up a large pot she wondered if maybe they had gone out for a few hours. Harry was like that. He would randomly take the children to places just for the fun of it.

With a wave of her wand vegetables began to chop themselves and land in the pot (which had filled itself with water). As Ginny prepared to make them some dinner her mind moved once more to her news. She couldn't help but smile when she thought of it. She was pregnant! For so long she had thought it an impossible dream. But now here she was expecting, and not just any baby but Harry's. Life couldn't get better.

She had even begun planning on how she was going to tell him. She had booked a table at a restaurant for Wednesday night. They both had it off and Hermione had volunteered to have the children. Of course that meant that Ron would be looking after them but that didn't matter. She was going to take him for the meal and when the waiter turned up for drinks make sure to order a lemonade in a manner that would catch Harry's attention. Then when she had him wondering she'd tell him.

Of course maybe he wouldn't believe her. She would need to explain Neville's potion and the part that he played. She'd even take the slip that the Healer had given her to prove it. She could just see the smile spreading to his face as suddenly the truth of it all dawns on him. It was going to magnificent.

"You're home then."

Ginny spun to see Harry standing in the doorway arms folded over his chest. A scowl was spread over his face. Ginny looked at him carefully. He'd been in a foul mood with her for two days now, in fact since the Quidditch game had ended. Shifting her stance she made herself look taller as though she was in complete control.

"Where are the kids?"

"Penelope has them."

"But I thought you were watching them today."

"Things change."

"Harry –"

"Don't Harry me Ginny. I know. Did you really think you could keep something like this from me for long?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I know that you've been sneaking off to see Neville. I'm not stupid Ginny. How could you do this?"

His voice was low and filled with anger. Ginny felt her head spinning. He knew that she was pregnant. But how was that possible?

"Harry please let me explain."

"I don't want to hear it Ginny!"

She watched him turn around. It was the first time that she noticed that he was holding a bag over his shoulder.

"Harry what are you doing?"

"If you think I'm staying you've got another thing coming."

"Wait you're going to leave me now. How can you?"

"Easily. It's not as though you'll miss me. You've got Neville now."

Something wasn't making sense to Ginny.

"Harry what do you think is happening?"

"You're sleeping with Neville Ginny. And don't try to deny it. I saw you lying on his bed Saturday and the way he was touching you!"

Ginny couldn't help but laugh. Harry spun to look at her. His eyebrows were knitted together as he looked at her.

"You think it's funny! I love you Ginny and I thought you felt the same way. But obviously that isn't true."

"Harry Neville and I aren't sleeping together. He's been testing a potion on me."

His eyes were shooting daggers at her. There was an accusing air to them.

"He's what?"

"I need you to sit down and listen Harry."

"I don't want to hear your lies!"

"Well just look at this then."

Ginny pulled her wand out and using a summoning charm called her test results from the hospital to her. In one movement she threw them at Harry. He looked them up and down for a few minutes. She could see his eyes widen and then narrow.

"Whose are these?"

"Mine!"

"That's not possible."

"Harry Neville cured me!"

He had turned to leave. He stopped though and looked at her. He remained silent and she took that as her cue to speak.

"Neville contacted me just before Christmas and told me that there was a potion that he'd been working on that he thought would help me. He and Hermione had tested it on a load of animals. He asked me to take it but said it was my choice. I started taking it towards the end of February. Two weeks I was taking that potion. That's why I was sick and tired it was the affects. But then I finished the potion and didn't think anything more. Neville asked me to see him on Saturday so he could see how I was and that's what you must have seen. Him making sure I was fine."

"How could you?"

"I want to be a mum if that's what you mean."

"You're already a mum."

"But not to our child. Harry since I was ten I imagined marrying you and having your children. It killed me that I couldn't. I wanted to be pregnant to know how it felt. So I agreed and now I am. I've never been happier."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I thought you might have tried to stop me."

"Damn right! It could have been dangerous. Neville should have done more testing. Should have had somebody else try it out. I can't believe you were stupid enough –"

"STUPID ENOUGH TO WHAT? Hasn't it occurred to you that I want my own child?"

Something in Harry's eyes snapped. Ginny could see that maybe she had gone too far. But she didn't know what she had said that was so bad. Harry spun on his heel and with a pop he was gone. Tears filled Ginny's eyes as she dropped back onto the sofa. How could this have happened to them?