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Author's note: Not really sure where I was going with this...so I am sure it is horrible. Ginny shares some of her feelings on her situation with her father. Still dont know where it was going. It is probably horrible, but here it is. As always reviews are nice. I apologize for the shortness of the chapter.

Chapter Thirty-Six: Dog Days Are Over

"So how did it go with Gwenog?" Ron asked as his sister sat down at the table.

"Better than I expected. She isn't kicking me off the team." Ginny replied.

"Wow, really? That's good, so I am guessing that she took the news well?" Ron asked.

"Yes, she was ecstatic, so happy that she offered me an assistant coaching job for the season." Ginny replied.

She rubbed her temples, she was already feeling tired from the day.

"You should go an lay down dear." Mrs. Weasley said walking into the kitchen.

"No, I have some things I need to take care of today." Ginny said looking at her mother.

Mrs. Weasley pursed her lips, but she didn't argue. She resumed her spot at the stove to finished lunch.

"Would you like some lunch?" She asked the room at large.

"Sure mum that would be great." Ron said.

Ginny rolled her eyes, her brother still hadn't changed.

"No thank you, Harry and I had lunch with Narcissa and Bellatrix, before he went to work." Ginny replied.

Mrs. Weasley whipped around and gaped at her daughter, Ron choked on his tea and Ginny clapped him on the back.

"You had lunch with Bellatrix, as in Bellatrix Lestrange?" He asked in shock.

"Yes, how many Bellatrix Lestrange's do we know?" Ginny asked irritably.

"Just the one sorry Gin." Ron said softly.

"We ran into them in Diagon Alley today. Harry had some stuff he had to talk to her about, he was going to send her an owl as soon as he got to work, but he decided to buy them lunch and talk to her then." Ginny explained.

"Oh yeah, he told me that he was planning on doing that tomorrow." Ron said.

"Yes, well everything is settled now. Sometime in a week is the trial date, and everyone who was involved in the treatment and all that will have to be there. She didn't seem too thrilled about it." Ginny said shrugging.

"I wouldn't think so…she hasn't always been the best with confrontation, at least not any like this." Mrs. Weasley said looking at her two youngest children.

"You know her?" Ron asked shocked.

"I went to school with her, she was older of course, I was in the same year as Narcissa. She was 4 years ahead of us." Mrs. Weasley said.

"Oh. I didn't know that." Ron muttered into his tea.

"We weren't friends, but we had a mutual understanding, after all I was something like her cousin three times removed or something, she hated being related to me, and my blood-traitor family. Even if it was by marriage that I was related distantly to her. She was and still is an arrogant bitch." Mrs. Weasley finished sharply.

Both Ron and Ginny jumped, they had never heard their mother use language like that before.

"Sorry mum, we didn't know." Ginny said snapping Mrs. Weasley back to the present.

"Don't worry about it; it was a long time ago. Sorry for the language." Mrs. Weasley whispered.

A heavy silence fell on the room.

"I think I am going to go lay down anyways, I am feeling a little tired." Ginny said getting to her feet.

Mrs. Weasley nodded and Ginny left the kitchen. Ginny in all honesty couldn't believe that they had run into the two Black Sisters. It was surely an awkward sort of meeting; they were never really polite to them before. But since the war, a lot of things had changed and she was glad at least that Bellatrix wasn't a crazy, jinx happy, psychopath anymore. She was so lost in thought that she had run head long into her dad as she climbed up to the 3rd floor landing to her room.

"Oh sorry dad, I wasn't paying attention." Ginny muttered catching her balance.

Mr. Weasley caught his daughter around the waist before she fell down the stairs behind her.

"You okay Gin? You don't seem like you are feeling well." He asked concerned.

"I'm just tired, and I have a lot on my mind is all." Ginny shrugged.

"You had better lay down then, come on I will tuck you in." He said guiding her into her room.

She climbed into her bed and Mr. Weasley tucked her in. It was a comforting feeling having her dad there tucking her in, it made her feel like she was a kid again. He kissed her on the forehead and turned to leave but Ginny didn't want him to leave yet.

"Please stay dad." Ginny said.

He closed the door and pulled up the chair from Ginny's desk and sat down at her bedside.

"What's on your mind Gin?" Mr. Weasley asked looking at his daughter.

"I'm scared." Ginny admitted.

He didn't ask what she was scared about or why. He knew what she meant. And he sensed her fear and worries from the moment he looked at her the day she told him she was pregnant.

"You are strong, and have faced things that most people your age haven't faced or could ever face their whole lives. Ginny, you have to step up and face them." He said after a few minutes silence.

"But what if I fail?" Ginny said, it was more of a statement rather than a question, and Mr. Weasley sighed.

"I have confidence in you Ginny; you have yet to fail at anything." He said.

"I failed Hermione." She said.

"Well, yes you did. But you have to move past that and you have to step up and be the mom that I know can be." He said.

"I'm not so sure of what I want anymore. I mean I didn't want to tell Harry but I don't want to marry him. I mean I told him that I didn't want to marry him, but I never told him the real reason why." Ginny said awkwardly.

"Hope." Mr. Weasley said.

"Hope?" Ginny asked.

"The hope that Hermione will see that she made a mistake by leaving and come back to you even if you have moved on. By marrying Harry you take away that hope and you forever seal the deal." Mr. Weasley said.

Ginny was taken aback by her father's response. They never really had conversations like this with one another.

"It's not just that dad. I don't want to be married; I don't like to be tied down. I mean for Harry, marriage is security. Because his life had been so unsure, but I just don't think that I could stay with him forever. I mean look at what I did to Hermione, what if I do that to Harry? I know I will do that, and I don't want to subject him to pain like that." Ginny said before she could stop herself.

"So you're saying that you couldn't be faithful to him?" Mr. Weasley said.

"Yes, as horrible as that sounds, I just don't see myself being able to stay with him forver." Ginny said.

Mr. Weasley was silent for a few moments. He never expected this kind of conviction from his daughter, he knew that she had many boyfriends in school, but he never understood why she had, had so many.

"I think you should talk to Harry more in depth about this. I mean you are 9 weeks pregnant and you don't have much time to settle this out. So my advice to you would be to talk to him about your fears, you never know, he may actually see it as a good thing not to get married." Mr. Weasley said.

Ginny sighed and he stood and kissed her forehead.

"Get some sleep lamb." He said.

He crossed the room and opened the door.

"Thank you." Ginny said.

"You're welcome." He replied.

He closed the door, leaving Ginny to her thoughts. She loved Harry, but she couldn't get over Hermione. She thought that she could just stop seeing Harry and that would fix everything, Hermione would never know that she had been cheating. But it backfired and she got in too deep, then when she discovered that she was pregnant, it was too late to turn back. Though she always knew that one day she wouldn't be with Hermione, she never envisioned her life turning out this way.

Being pregnant was scary. Ginny had this little live growing inside of her and one day it would come out and become its own person. She wasn't sure how her life would pan out, but she had to try to be strong for herself and for the child. And with that last thought she rolled over and fell into a light sleep.