A/N: This is the 'depressing' part. Please tell me what you think. Although I have to admit, it's not going to help you any. I'm posting the other chapters right now and changing the title. HAHA. Sorry, there will be no continual.
Here it is, the long awaited chapter, chapter 12!
Chapter 12 - Surprises
I fixed up Ron, who had a bruised forehead. (Malfoy had hit him with a table leg). It seemed like Malfoy and Harry had gotten the worst of it.
Harry and I were okay again, but I wouldn't tell him what happened. I would take it to the grave. Ron and Hermione didn't know. Not even Tam knew.
Harry and Fred were doing well in Defense lessons. It was everyone's favorite class. For every animal they had the students study, they had one in a cage to show. If for some reason they couldn't get one, (which was rare, because they usually asked Hagrid where to go if they didn't know), they acted it out. One would be the victim, usually Harry, and the other would be the animal, usually Fred.
I was in the Hospital Wing most of the time, and Hermione and Neville were always helping their teachers.
I felt bad for Ron, because he was the only one with out a job; but then again he was Quidditch captain.
One Saturday morning, I was on my way to Madam Pomfrey's office to get my training. We had a busy morning because of a game of Quidditch, Hufflepuff versus Slytherin.
Malfoy was the Beater, and had hit the bludgers at some unsuspecting Chasers. The poor Hufflepuffs felt so bad about hitting the Slytherins that no Slytherin was hurt. Most of the Hufflepuffs from the team were in the hospital wing.
As I was tending to Ernie Macmillan, who had a broken leg and two broken toes, Neville and Harry came in carrying two baskets of herbs that Professor Sprout had sent Madame Pomfrey.
I looked at them and said, "I'll get her." I walked to the office and knocked on the door. There was no answer so I walked in. Madame Pomfrey was at her desk reading a piece of parchment that an owl (who was sitting on her quill-holder) had delivered.
She seemed to realize my presence, and said, "Ah, Ginny, just the person I wanted to see. I have gotten a letter from the International Magical Medical Institute in America. They seem to have noticed your ability at medicine, and are willing to give you a scholarship!"
"W-w-well, Madam Pomfrey, I-I don't know what to say! It's just to good to be true!" She got up and hugged me.
"Has Professor Sprout sent those herbs yet, Ginny?"
"Yes, Madame, that's what I came in here to tell you." We walked out into the wing smiling. I was too happy to say anything, really. As Neville helped Madame Pomfrey put away the baskets, Harry asked, "Why are you so happy?"
"I'll tell you after dinner, when Ron and Hermione are here. When you see me get up from the table, go to the common room. I'll tell you there. Make sure Ron and Hermione know, too. They have to be there."
"Alright." Neville came back and he and Harry headed out.
* More fluff to come! Don't worry, no one will get mad at each other for a while…relationship wise, I mean. Just to tell you, one surprise is good, and the other is not. Maybe I'll add a mixed blessing… *
I hurriedly ate my dinner, and Seamus looked at me.
"What?" I asked with a mouthful of mashed potatoes.
"What's the rush? This isn't your last meal, you know."
*You sure about that dearie? *
"I know. I'm in a hurry." I looked over at Harry, who was at the other end of the table with Dean and Parvati. I stood up, and Ron, Harry, and Hermione followed.
I walked to the bottom of the staircase, and they came around the corner. "Hermione and Ron, will you go upstairs? I need to talk to Harry for a minute."
Ron smiled. "If you two want to kiss, just do it. I'm not stopping you." I flicked him off and pointed up the stairs. They started walking, and I watched them to make sure they had gone.
"Harry, I-" but I was cut short by Malfoy.
"Well, if it isn't Potty and his Weasel? Of course, I should have known." He nodded to Crabbe and Goyle, who grabbed Harry's arms and held them behind his back. It was such a surprise to him that he couldn't fight back.
"What do you want, Malfoy." I hissed. He circled around me.
"Oh, Ginny, I thought you knew that well enough by now." He grabbed my arms and held me like Crabbe and Goyle were holding Harry. I gritted my teeth in pain.
"Let go of her Malfoy!" Harry demanded, and he strained to get out of Crabbe and Goyle's grasp.
"Potter, we don't need your opinion, do we Ginny darling?"
"I told you not to call me that. I don't like you Malfoy."
He pushed me against the wall and held my shoulders back so I couldn't move.
"If you kiss me, I'll let you go." He whispered in my ear. Harry heard, because he started to try and get out of Crabbe and Goyle's grip.
"Don't do it, Ginny!" He yelled.
"Shut up Potter!" Malfoy spat, and he turned back to me. "Just do it and I'll let you go."
"Never! What did I tell you last time?"
"Oh right, and what ended up happening?" He whispered threateningly in my ear. I hung my head.
"Do it, Ginny!" He said and pushed me harder against the wall. I looked desperately at Harry. He nodded and looked at his feet.
"Fine, Malfoy. Just do it and let me go." He leaned forward and caught me in a long passionate kiss. When it ended, he said, "Remember last time, Ginny. See you later." He left down the stairs with Crabbe and Goyle following him. Harry was thrown on the floor.
I ran over to him as he was getting up, and threw my arms around his neck, sobbing.
"It's okay, Ginny. It's alright." Harry said reassuringly. I clung onto his robes as we walked up the stairs. The Entrance Hall was still deserted. We were taking a short cut through a tapestry when Harry asked, "What did he mean, last time?"
My eyes filled up with tears and I blushed. "It's nothing. Just,
nothing." He nodded and left the subject alone.
We walked into the common room to find Ron and Hermione kissing.
* Fluff! *
I got them to sit down, and I started pacing, another great Weasley trademark. I smiled.
"Okay." I stopped pacing. "When Harry and Neville came in to give Madam Pomfrey her baskets, I knocked on her door to tell her they were here. I didn't hear an answer, so I went right in. She was reading this letter."
"Get to the point!" Ron cried.
"I'm getting there! I'm getting there! Any way, there was this letter from the International Magical Medical Institute in America. She said that they noticed that I have a lot of medical talent, and they're going to give me a scholarship to go!"
"Wow Ginny! That's great!" Harry and Hermione cheered.
"Gin," Ron said slowly. "What about Quidditch?" My face fell. I loved Quidditch, and I was going to be on the team next year. This year I was only a reserve, but they hadn't had to use me yet. Next year, however, I would be Chaser, and I was hoping to get a contract to a team.
"Well," I said thoughtfully. "I can always go to the IMMI and then become a medi-witch and Chaser at the same time. Chandy Belle and Hope Raven did it. I could also go to the IMMI and then play Quidditch, and when I stop playing, I can work here."
He nodded and smiled, and said, "Well, whatever you do, you'll do great."
"Thanks, Ron." He gave me a hug. "Are you going to tell Fred?"
"I think so," I said as I bit my lip. "I'll go tell him now, before I forget."
"I'll come with you Ginny." Hermione offered, and we left through the portrait hole.
Fred was so excited when we told him that he let off a whole bag of fireworks. It wasn't the reaction I expected. He went to the Owlery to send mum and dad a letter. As Hermione and I walked out the door, my head started to spin. I looked around the hall, and before I knew what had happened, I slipped into darkness.
Hours later, I woke up in the hospital wing. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were looking at me cautiously.
"What time is it?" I asked groggily. There was an awkward silence as they looked at each other uneasily.
"It's, uh, nine o'clock." Ron said.
"Well, that's not so bad, I've only been out for an hour." They looked at each other again.
"No, Ginny, you've been out for twenty four hours. It's Sunday. You haven't eaten since dinner last night."
"Gin," Hermione started. "How come you didn't tell us?"
"Tell you what?" They were stunned. I was really really confused.
"You mean, you didn't know?" Harry said slowly.
"What are you talking about?" I asked. "Will you please tell me what you people are talking about!" I yelled.
"Ginny, you have to calm down. It's important that you don't stress out." Hermione insisted. I looked at her and saw that her face was tense. I took a couple of deep breaths and leaned back onto my pillow.
"Why are you guys freaking out?" I asked. But I never finished, because the door opened and Draco Malfoy came in. He saw us and came running over.
"Ginny I heard what happened. Are you okay? How do you feel?" His eyes were worried and he sounded scared. I had never seen him so concerned.
"She's okay, Malfoy." Hermione said. "But she doesn't know." I didn't know Malfoy could get any paler than he already was.
"She-she doesn't know? How can she not know? This is all my fault. Oh, I shouldn't have done it, I shouldn't have done it, I shouldn't have done it!" He was pacing around my bed and was close to tears. I've never seen him so concerned.
"Okay, why is Malfoy worried and what don't I know?" I asked. I was getting mad.
"Who wants to tell her?" Harry asked. They moved into a corner away from me and talked for the next five minutes.
When they walked over, Hermione closed my curtains and came to my bed.
"Ginny, this might be hard to believe, but…well, I don't really know how to tell you this, but…Ginny, you're pregnant."
Here it is, the long awaited chapter, chapter 12!
Chapter 12 - Surprises
I fixed up Ron, who had a bruised forehead. (Malfoy had hit him with a table leg). It seemed like Malfoy and Harry had gotten the worst of it.
Harry and I were okay again, but I wouldn't tell him what happened. I would take it to the grave. Ron and Hermione didn't know. Not even Tam knew.
Harry and Fred were doing well in Defense lessons. It was everyone's favorite class. For every animal they had the students study, they had one in a cage to show. If for some reason they couldn't get one, (which was rare, because they usually asked Hagrid where to go if they didn't know), they acted it out. One would be the victim, usually Harry, and the other would be the animal, usually Fred.
I was in the Hospital Wing most of the time, and Hermione and Neville were always helping their teachers.
I felt bad for Ron, because he was the only one with out a job; but then again he was Quidditch captain.
One Saturday morning, I was on my way to Madam Pomfrey's office to get my training. We had a busy morning because of a game of Quidditch, Hufflepuff versus Slytherin.
Malfoy was the Beater, and had hit the bludgers at some unsuspecting Chasers. The poor Hufflepuffs felt so bad about hitting the Slytherins that no Slytherin was hurt. Most of the Hufflepuffs from the team were in the hospital wing.
As I was tending to Ernie Macmillan, who had a broken leg and two broken toes, Neville and Harry came in carrying two baskets of herbs that Professor Sprout had sent Madame Pomfrey.
I looked at them and said, "I'll get her." I walked to the office and knocked on the door. There was no answer so I walked in. Madame Pomfrey was at her desk reading a piece of parchment that an owl (who was sitting on her quill-holder) had delivered.
She seemed to realize my presence, and said, "Ah, Ginny, just the person I wanted to see. I have gotten a letter from the International Magical Medical Institute in America. They seem to have noticed your ability at medicine, and are willing to give you a scholarship!"
"W-w-well, Madam Pomfrey, I-I don't know what to say! It's just to good to be true!" She got up and hugged me.
"Has Professor Sprout sent those herbs yet, Ginny?"
"Yes, Madame, that's what I came in here to tell you." We walked out into the wing smiling. I was too happy to say anything, really. As Neville helped Madame Pomfrey put away the baskets, Harry asked, "Why are you so happy?"
"I'll tell you after dinner, when Ron and Hermione are here. When you see me get up from the table, go to the common room. I'll tell you there. Make sure Ron and Hermione know, too. They have to be there."
"Alright." Neville came back and he and Harry headed out.
* More fluff to come! Don't worry, no one will get mad at each other for a while…relationship wise, I mean. Just to tell you, one surprise is good, and the other is not. Maybe I'll add a mixed blessing… *
I hurriedly ate my dinner, and Seamus looked at me.
"What?" I asked with a mouthful of mashed potatoes.
"What's the rush? This isn't your last meal, you know."
*You sure about that dearie? *
"I know. I'm in a hurry." I looked over at Harry, who was at the other end of the table with Dean and Parvati. I stood up, and Ron, Harry, and Hermione followed.
I walked to the bottom of the staircase, and they came around the corner. "Hermione and Ron, will you go upstairs? I need to talk to Harry for a minute."
Ron smiled. "If you two want to kiss, just do it. I'm not stopping you." I flicked him off and pointed up the stairs. They started walking, and I watched them to make sure they had gone.
"Harry, I-" but I was cut short by Malfoy.
"Well, if it isn't Potty and his Weasel? Of course, I should have known." He nodded to Crabbe and Goyle, who grabbed Harry's arms and held them behind his back. It was such a surprise to him that he couldn't fight back.
"What do you want, Malfoy." I hissed. He circled around me.
"Oh, Ginny, I thought you knew that well enough by now." He grabbed my arms and held me like Crabbe and Goyle were holding Harry. I gritted my teeth in pain.
"Let go of her Malfoy!" Harry demanded, and he strained to get out of Crabbe and Goyle's grasp.
"Potter, we don't need your opinion, do we Ginny darling?"
"I told you not to call me that. I don't like you Malfoy."
He pushed me against the wall and held my shoulders back so I couldn't move.
"If you kiss me, I'll let you go." He whispered in my ear. Harry heard, because he started to try and get out of Crabbe and Goyle's grip.
"Don't do it, Ginny!" He yelled.
"Shut up Potter!" Malfoy spat, and he turned back to me. "Just do it and I'll let you go."
"Never! What did I tell you last time?"
"Oh right, and what ended up happening?" He whispered threateningly in my ear. I hung my head.
"Do it, Ginny!" He said and pushed me harder against the wall. I looked desperately at Harry. He nodded and looked at his feet.
"Fine, Malfoy. Just do it and let me go." He leaned forward and caught me in a long passionate kiss. When it ended, he said, "Remember last time, Ginny. See you later." He left down the stairs with Crabbe and Goyle following him. Harry was thrown on the floor.
I ran over to him as he was getting up, and threw my arms around his neck, sobbing.
"It's okay, Ginny. It's alright." Harry said reassuringly. I clung onto his robes as we walked up the stairs. The Entrance Hall was still deserted. We were taking a short cut through a tapestry when Harry asked, "What did he mean, last time?"
My eyes filled up with tears and I blushed. "It's nothing. Just,
nothing." He nodded and left the subject alone.
We walked into the common room to find Ron and Hermione kissing.
* Fluff! *
I got them to sit down, and I started pacing, another great Weasley trademark. I smiled.
"Okay." I stopped pacing. "When Harry and Neville came in to give Madam Pomfrey her baskets, I knocked on her door to tell her they were here. I didn't hear an answer, so I went right in. She was reading this letter."
"Get to the point!" Ron cried.
"I'm getting there! I'm getting there! Any way, there was this letter from the International Magical Medical Institute in America. She said that they noticed that I have a lot of medical talent, and they're going to give me a scholarship to go!"
"Wow Ginny! That's great!" Harry and Hermione cheered.
"Gin," Ron said slowly. "What about Quidditch?" My face fell. I loved Quidditch, and I was going to be on the team next year. This year I was only a reserve, but they hadn't had to use me yet. Next year, however, I would be Chaser, and I was hoping to get a contract to a team.
"Well," I said thoughtfully. "I can always go to the IMMI and then become a medi-witch and Chaser at the same time. Chandy Belle and Hope Raven did it. I could also go to the IMMI and then play Quidditch, and when I stop playing, I can work here."
He nodded and smiled, and said, "Well, whatever you do, you'll do great."
"Thanks, Ron." He gave me a hug. "Are you going to tell Fred?"
"I think so," I said as I bit my lip. "I'll go tell him now, before I forget."
"I'll come with you Ginny." Hermione offered, and we left through the portrait hole.
Fred was so excited when we told him that he let off a whole bag of fireworks. It wasn't the reaction I expected. He went to the Owlery to send mum and dad a letter. As Hermione and I walked out the door, my head started to spin. I looked around the hall, and before I knew what had happened, I slipped into darkness.
Hours later, I woke up in the hospital wing. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were looking at me cautiously.
"What time is it?" I asked groggily. There was an awkward silence as they looked at each other uneasily.
"It's, uh, nine o'clock." Ron said.
"Well, that's not so bad, I've only been out for an hour." They looked at each other again.
"No, Ginny, you've been out for twenty four hours. It's Sunday. You haven't eaten since dinner last night."
"Gin," Hermione started. "How come you didn't tell us?"
"Tell you what?" They were stunned. I was really really confused.
"You mean, you didn't know?" Harry said slowly.
"What are you talking about?" I asked. "Will you please tell me what you people are talking about!" I yelled.
"Ginny, you have to calm down. It's important that you don't stress out." Hermione insisted. I looked at her and saw that her face was tense. I took a couple of deep breaths and leaned back onto my pillow.
"Why are you guys freaking out?" I asked. But I never finished, because the door opened and Draco Malfoy came in. He saw us and came running over.
"Ginny I heard what happened. Are you okay? How do you feel?" His eyes were worried and he sounded scared. I had never seen him so concerned.
"She's okay, Malfoy." Hermione said. "But she doesn't know." I didn't know Malfoy could get any paler than he already was.
"She-she doesn't know? How can she not know? This is all my fault. Oh, I shouldn't have done it, I shouldn't have done it, I shouldn't have done it!" He was pacing around my bed and was close to tears. I've never seen him so concerned.
"Okay, why is Malfoy worried and what don't I know?" I asked. I was getting mad.
"Who wants to tell her?" Harry asked. They moved into a corner away from me and talked for the next five minutes.
When they walked over, Hermione closed my curtains and came to my bed.
"Ginny, this might be hard to believe, but…well, I don't really know how to tell you this, but…Ginny, you're pregnant."