There was a long silence in which Harry just held onto me. I could hear him thinking furiously, trying to decide what on earth I could possible mean by that.
"Wh-Why?" Harry asked in a strange, strangled voice. I smirked against him.
"Just wondering," I said easily.
"You're not…?" Harry asked now loosing all forms of sentence control.
"Goodness no! I am not my mother you know!" I snapped playfully. "Can you imagine having twins and then a newborn?"
"Well I don't think it would be that bad," Harry mumbled now walking over to the couch and sitting down. He looked at me for a moment and then shrugged. "Are you saying you don't want anymore kids?"
"No! Of course not! I just don't want to have on after the other like some frigging…flume ride," I said searching for the right word. "I just want you to understand that I may want some time to get my figure back, and have some fun with them before we try again. I never got that you know. I never had one on one with any of my parents. Even when I was the last one home…Bill and Charlie popped in every other weekend, and if it wasn't them then mum was cursing Fred and George for doing something. I want them to get to know me before I have another baby."
"They will know you!" Harry said frowning. "I honestly don't think they really know who you are anyways," Harry said smirking.
"Oh very funny," I snapped and folded my arms in a pout. "You sympathize with me incredibly." Harry laughed again and I wanted to slap him. I don't ask for sympathy very often and when I do, I would like to think I get it.
"I sympathize with you greatly," Harry said smiling. I rolled my eyes at him and he stopped smiling and began laughing. Next time someone laughs at my expense and I don't allow it, I'm charging! A galleon for a smirk, two galleons for a chuckle-
"Ginny?" Harry asked and I looked back at him.
"Yeah Potter?" I asked.
"I love you," he stated.
"I love you too," I said smiling.
The End.
A/N Never worry! There will be a sequel!