[Author's Note~~~ Okay so FF.Net is a total screw over and I hate it, but my wonderful friend Kristyn is posting my chapters for me! I LOVE YOU KRISTYN! Lol. Thanks for all the reviews. I'm going to do a long review thingy later (hopefully when ff.net is working for me again!) I really appreciate it! PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK OF THE END! Oh, and maybe there will be a sequel? Hmmm depends on you guys! THANK YOU SO MUCH! Oh, and go read Bella's "I'll be Home For Christmas" fic, it's also H/G and a LOT like mine… I swear I wrote this chapter before her last few! I LOVE YOU! NOW GET READING MY LITTLE EAGER BEAVERS… (where did that come from?)]
'When I was young
every Christmas Eve
I could not sleep
Trying to catch that old St. Nick
Leaving presents under my tree
And every year I'd fall asleep laying in my bed
Dreaming of a million sugarplums
Dancing in my head
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Oh how much joy it is at Christmas time
The spirit of giving is in our lives, oh
Oh, how much joy it brings to see the ones you love
This year's gonna be the best Christmas because
There'll be family and Christmas cheer
Peace and goodwill to all men
Everybody is home for Christmas
Everybody is home
Sneaking a kiss under the mistletoe
I want a white Christmas so let it snow
Everybody is home for Christmas
Everybody is home, it's Christmas time
Friends come together as we decorate the tree
This is the time of year to live in harmony, oh
Angels watch over as we put the kids to sleep
(It's Christmas time)
And when they awake their smiling faces
Make it all complete, oh
This is the holiday you're with the family
We put aside our differences and let it be, oh
Oh, how much fun it is to give and to receive
This time of year, love is all we need oh
Open your heart now
This is the time for us to give
The world needs love now
So live and let live, families all here
The spirit is good cheer, the sound of carolers
Ringing sweet in my ear, everything is all fine
You know why, it's Christmastime, what?'
-'Christmas Time' by Christina Aguilera
Ch. 10
"Oh, honey, stop!" Ginny's giggling filled the air. Harry smiled as he stopped tickling his petite wife.
"Sorry, couldn't help myself…" Harry's voice trailed off as he reached for another ornament to place on the Christmas tree.
"You know, I used to hate decorating the tree muggle-style, but right now, I'm really enjoying it," Ginny said, smiling up at her husband as he reached up to place a clear ornament with a picture of Ron and Hermione waving, high at the top of the tree.
"Harry…" Ginny began.
"Yes, Gin?" Harry turned to his wife.
"I've got something to tell you…" Ginny paused. She didn't know what his reaction would be to this wonderful news. She hoped he would embrace it as she did. They'd only been married for about a year and she wasn't sure whether he would invite it so willingly into his life as she had to hers.
"Okay?" Harry smiled down at his wife.
"I'm pregnant." Harry smiled ecstatically.
"Ginny, you're kidding me!" Harry picked up his wife and twirled her around the large living room.
Ginny's laughter rang out.
"How long have you known?" He asked anxiously as he set her back down on the ground.
"A week." Ginny smiled, something felt like déjà vu.
'This seems so familiar to me…' Ginny thought to herself but shook the thought away.
"A family all of our own, Ginny…" Harry's voice trailed off as his mind wandered to think about the family they were going to have soon.
"Santa's here!" James yelled out as he came bounding down the hallway to his parents' bedroom.
Ginny awoke groggily, looking around through half-open eyes. She spotted her three-year-old son peeking his head into the room she and Harry shared.
"How may we help you, James?" Ginny said, grinning at him as the little-Harry-identical approached their bed. He had jet black messy hair and beautiful emerald green eyes, just like his father.
"Santa come!" James exclaimed before jumping on the bed, awaking a very tired Harry.
"Really?" Ginny asked curiously, still smiling.
"Really!" James replied and began tugging at his mother's hand to get her out of bed.
"You ready to go open your presents?" Ginny asked James as she allowed herself to be dragged out of bed.
"Yes! Yes!" He squealed and pulled his mother down the hall towards the living room.
Ginny wished Harry was there, but she would let him sleep.
"I want… that first!" James hopped on a package and began ripping at it.
"Not so fast, tiger," A familiar voice came up behind the little eager boy and grabbed him by the waist, pulling him to meet his father's beaming face.
"Daddy!" James hugged his father around the neck quickly.
"Good morning, James," Harry began spinning James around the living room causing James to squeal and laugh with delight.
Ginny always grew a little nervous as she watched this. "Harry, be careful," She stated, holding out her hands to grab James away from his playful father.
"Oh, Ginny, calm down. I've got him," He shot his wife a smile before setting James back down near the Christmas tree. James ran quickly back to the large present he had been ripping at before.
James tore open the box easily and pulled out a very nice, small-model Firebolt 2006. At the sight of this, Ginny rolled her eyes and playfully hit her husband. It didn't surprise her though, after all, Harry was the best seeker Hogwarts' had ever seen since his father, and now he played professionally for the Wimbourne Wasps.
"Daddy! Mommy! Look what Santa got me!" He quickly mounted it and attempted to fly it.
"Look, James, let me show you." Harry picked up his son and the new broom. "Accio broom!" Harry's identical Firebolt 2006 regular-model came flying toward him and they exited the house shortly afterwards.
"Harry!" Ginny tried to get his attention. She noticed he'd gone into one of his fantasy worlds, most likely thinking of the new baby and what it would be like.
Harry slowly came back to reality and his eyes focused down on his wife.
"Sorry, Gin… must have zoned out for a minute," Harry shook his head and grinned.
"Yeah, I figured." Ginny smiled up at him.
"I can't believe this great news. Have you told your family yet? Lord knows, us and Ron and Hermione are the only ones left not to have added to the large and steadily-growing Weasley family."
"I plan on telling them when we go over there for Christmas tomorrow." Ginny nodded confidently and turned around to pick up the gift she'd bought for her husband.
"This is for you," Ginny handed him the gift and watched him quickly rip open the present.
As Harry's eyes fell upon the gift, he blinked with curiosity. It was a picture frame, with five different pictures.
The first one was Harry and Ginny at the Burrow the summer of her sixth year and his seventh. They were seated in the kitchen, smiling and waving to Fred, who had been the camera man.
The second was Harry and Ginny that night in the common room when she'd fainted and he'd caught her.
The third was of Harry and Ginny dancing at that most-memorable Yule Ball ever.
The fourth was another of Harry and Ginny getting caught under a large clump of 'magical mistletoe' in the hallway between classes.
And when Harry looked to the fifth, he smiled, very pleased. It was a picture of their Christmas-time wedding the year previous. The picture was of Ginny and Harry kissing once they were announced bride and groom.
Harry smiled from ear to ear. He looked up at his wife who was looking very pleased with her gift.
"I love it, Gin." He said. "I just have one question."
"Yes?"
"Where'd you get these Hogwarts' pictures?" Harry looked confused.
"It helps that you had a small fan club which consisted of Colin Creevey, cameraman." Ginny wrapped around Harry's neck. Without letting her hands let go of him, he gently placed the frame down on the table next to them.
"I guess this is where I kiss my wonderfully ravishing wife," Harry grinned and leaned down to kiss Ginny passionately.
He pulled back after awhile, though, and let go of her waist. He picked up her small gift from beneath the beautifully lit Christmas tree and handed it to her.
Ginny sat down on the black leather couch positioned close to the Christmas tree and began delicately opening the gorgeous white with crystal snowflake wrapping paper.
Ginny gasped as she looked down to see a crystal locket. She cautiously opened it to see one side of the locket with a picture of her and Harry on their Honeymoon in the Bahamas, and the other was blank. She looked up at Harry, confused about the blank spot.
"It's for the little one coming in nine months," Harry smiled down at his wife as he stood over her.
"But… How'd you know?" Ginny was surprised.
"I don't know, I guess I just had a feeling." He took the necklace from her as she gathered her hair in one hand to move it out of the way. Harry wrapped the chain around her neck and attached it at the clasp.
Ginny looked down and smiled at the sight of her new necklace.
"Harry this means so much to me…" Ginny replied. Harry half-grinned at her, she loved it when he did that.
"Hey, there's one more thing." Harry walked into the kitchen and grabbed the two roses he'd bought for Ginny that he'd hidden in the cabinet.
He walked back into the living room, flowers hidden behind his back, grinning at Ginny mischievously.
"What is it!?" Ginny squealed, standing from her spot on the couch to make a grab for whatever Harry had behind his back.
"Pick a hand," Harry commanded.
"Uh… that one!" Ginny pointed at his right hand and he handed her the long-stemmed red rose.
Ginny took it, grinning. "That's so romantic, Harry! Wait… what's in the other hand?" Ginny stood on her tip toes, trying to see behind her husband's back.
"This," he handed her the white rose.
Ginny took it and looked at both roses lovingly.
"The white stands for our new little one's life and the red… well passion, lust, etc…" Harry grinned mischievously at Ginny and raised his eyebrows quickly at her.
"Oh, Harry, you're such a romantic." Ginny smiled, placing the flowers down on the table.
'She hasn't even seen the best part yet…' Harry thought to himself.
She wrapped her arms around him again and began kissing him. As much as Harry was enjoying this, he wanted her to see what awaited her in their bedroom.
Harry pulled away from Ginny.
"Ginny, I've got one more thing waiting for you in the bedroom. But don't come until I call!" Harry said quickly. He maneuvered his way down the long hallway and shut the bedroom doors behind him quickly. He glanced around to make sure everything was in place before going to take his place on the bed.
"Come here, Gin!" Harry smiled to himself.
Ginny started for their bedroom and she thought she smelled the wonderful aroma of tons of roses. She noticed their bedroom door was shut and she slowly opened it, peering in. She gasped at the sight. There were rose pedals all over the floor, the bathroom, and on the bed. She looked up to see Harry sitting there, grinning at her.
"I didn't think one red rose really measured up to the passion I have for you… So I got about twelve more dozens." Harry smiled at his wife as she came near him.
"Harry, I'm speechless," Ginny stammered. She glanced around the room. There were dozens of roses all over the room in vases, too.
"Good, don't speak. That's not what I planned on doing anyway," Harry's mischievous grin plastered upon his face again as he took Ginny's body in his arms. His mouth descended upon hers.
~*~
Ginny ran around the bedroom, gathering all of her suitcases together.
"Harry, get up!" She yelled at her sleeping husband. It was already nine o'clock and she was ready to go.
"What?" Harry yawned and sat up in bed.
"It's Christmas!" Ginny exclaimed and rushed over to her husband to pull him out of bed. As her hand reached out to grab him, he brought her in closer and smothered her in kisses. Ginny laughed sarcastically.
"Very cute, Harry. Come on, we're going to be late!" Ginny rushed away from her husband and began dragging her suitcases down the hallway towards the fireplace.
A few minutes later, Harry was dressed and he was bringing his one suitcase in to the living room where his impatient wife stood waiting.
"Ready to apparate?" Ginny asked Harry, looking at him. She fixed his crooked collared shirt and smoothed out his sleeves.
"Apparate? Ginny you can't apparate. It says pregnant women under no means can apparate. The child could be harmed." Harry stated looking at her in an I-told-you-so look that Hermione always used to give Ron when she outsmarted him.
"Oh, Harry, since when have you been reading up on pregnant women? I know you didn't have time last night," Ginny smiled at him playfully, and he returned the loving smile.
"I don't know… I think I heard Mrs. Medi-witch Hermione talking about it with her personal assistant kiss-arse Mr. Longbottom," Harry said with a smirk.
"Don't make fun of Neville like that! Neville's a very good friend, thank you very much!" She hit him sarcastically before continuing. "Floo Powder it is then?"
Harry nodded.
~*~
Molly Weasley jumped at the small pop that was heard from the fireplace just in the room next to the one she was occupying.
"Ginny, is that you dear?" Mrs. Weasley called out, wiping her hands on her towel and rushed into the living room, enveloping her daughter in a very warm embrace.
"Mom!" Ginny squealed at the sight of her mother and quickly returned the hug just as another pop came from the fireplace and a very tired Harry came into view.
"Harry!" Molly exclaimed and pulled him into a hug, also.
"Arthur! Bill! Charlie! Fred! George! Ron! YOUR SISTER AND HARRY ARE HERE!" Molly's voice boomed to the upper floors. Just then, many feet could be heard stampeding down the stairwell.
"Harry!" Ron shouted, also pulling Harry into a tight brotherly hug as he entered the kitchen.
Ginny and Harry were hugged by every Weasley member and their wives, and ten minutes later they were all seated in the living room, except for Mrs. Weasley.
Elizabeth, Emily, and P.J. [A/n~~ Percy and Penelope's children, Elizabeth & Emily are twins] were running around the room playing tag, Marinda and Fred [A/N~~~ Fred and Angelina's children] were attempting to play with their new set of Quidditch balls, Charlie, his wife Amelia, and their son, Oliver were all sitting together on the floor, playing with some of Oliver's new Quidditch figurines, Bill & Fleur (Delacour) with their four children, Zenith, Alura, Catrina, and Cilia, sat across from George, Katie (Bell), and their two sons, Christopher & Jonathan. The very large Weasley family that consisted of twenty eight total covered the entire room.
"Well, you can see we're a very Quidditch-related family," Ginny smirked. Ginny kind of felt "out of the loop" as you might say as she sat around watching everyone and their children chatting happily. She wanted to tell them so bad, but she had to wait for the right moment. Yes, that was it. The right moment.
"Lunch!" Molly Weasley yelled from the kitchen.
Every single Weasley male perked up quickly, standing up, and rushed into the kitchen. All the remaining women rolled their eyes.
"Men…" Could be heard muttered from pretty much every remaining female.
~*~
Everyone was seated happily around the very large table, stuffing their faces with all different types of assortments.
"Ah, me and Bill have a… very eh… important announzement," Fleur paused for words. Her English wasn't exactly the greatest.
Everyone stopped eating and looked down to where Bill and Fleur were seated.
"We are… eh… expecting trip-e-lets…" Fleur stated in her prominent French accent.
Everyone gasped. No one expected this. They already had four children and now they were expecting three more.
"We've found the next Molly and Arthur," Harry said smiling.
The girls began chatting excitedly as the men heartedly congratulated Bill.
"You're not the only ones expecting another," Percy spoke up, looking at his wife anxiously, she nodded courteously, blushing. "We've got another one on the way."
Once again, the crowd was shocked and congratulations, hugging, and kisses went around the table.
After awhile, it was actually quite funny to hear Fred make a toast.
"Well, today the Weasley family has been announced to expand from twenty eight members to thirty two… And very happily, my angel and I have decided to make that thirty three." Fred smiled at his wife and everyone else soaked up the latest gossip. That was three couples pregnant.
Charlie & Amelia stood up next.
"We're grateful to say little Oliver is also going to have a little sister," Charlie said, pulling Amelia closer to him. Everyone cheered as they had for Bill & Fleur, Percy & Penelope, Fred & Angelina, and now Charlie & Amelia.
Ginny didn't know if it was only her imagination or not that Katie turned a few shades of pink as George stood next to her.
"I don't know if you'd find this a coincidence or what not, but Katie here is also expecting number three," George stated proudly. Yet again, the room filled with happily chatting voices. Awhile passed and no more announcements were made.
Molly took away everyone's empty plates and the children began yawning.
"Best put Chris & Jonathan to bed, honey," George said sweetly, leaning back in his chair.
"Oh, George, after my last pregnancy you're telling me what to do? Ha. I thought you would have learned by now!" Katie smiled at him menacingly and he immediately got up to carry Chris in one arm and Jonathan in the other upstairs to the room the children were all to share together.
The other females in the room began laughing.
Taking this into note, Bill took his four children up to bed, Percy took his three, Charlie took Oliver, Fred took Marinda & Fred, Jr., leaving Ron, Harry, and Arthur the only Weasley men left sitting at the table.
Ginny sat nervously as she held Harry's hand in hers. She kept glancing at him, hoping no one would notice. A few moments later, all the fathers joined the table again as Mrs. Weasley brought in thirteen large pieces of chocolate cake for everyone.
Everyone sat quietly as they ate until Molly spoke up.
"Ginny, something's bothering you. What is it?" She looked at her daughter curiously, wiped her mouth with her napkin and place her fork down on the empty plate.
"Nothing, Mom, really." Ginny replied.
"Virginia Angela-Marissa Weasley, you think you can lie to me and get away with it? I know you all too well. For Merlins' sake! You are my only daughter!" Ginny reddened a little and looked down, playing with her wedding ring.
"Ginny, what's wrong?" Arthur asked, looking at his daughter lovingly.
"Harry, if you did anything to our sister, we're going to kill you," Ginny smiled as Fred & George jumped out of their chairs.
Harry smiled at them and elbowed Ginny softly.
"We're pregnant," Harry stated before he'd realized what he'd said. "Oh, I mean, she's pregnant!" Harry laughed as did the rest of the family.
"What's so wrong with that?" Arthur looked curiously at Ginny.
"I just hate being the youngest and the last to be, well… you know." Ginny smiled though. All thirteen of her relatives were smiling back at her.
"Harry's a man!" Fred exclaimed pulling Harry into a brotherly hug.
"Well, what did you expect?" Harry replied, trying to regain composure from the strangling death hug Fred had just given him.
"Congratulations, Harry." Bill shook Harry's hand, as did Charlie.
"Wait… so that's Fleur & Bill's three, Percy & Penelope's one, George & Katie's, Charlie & Amelia's, Fred & Angelina's, and now Ginny and Harry's…" Fred stated. Just then, all eyes fell upon Ron and Hermione.
"W-w-w… what?" Ron stammered, turning a shade darker than his hair.
"Well?" Molly said, looking at her son expectantly.
"What did I do?" Ron asked, cowering down to all his relatives peering at him.
"It's more like what you didn't do." Hermione said stiffly, next to him.
The whole crowd burst into laughter. Hermione joined in and eventually Ron did, too.
"I'd like to make a toast," Fred said, rising from his chair again. Everyone quieted down and listened. "Here's to the resident twenty eight Weasley's, here's to the eight new Weasley's expected for next year, and here's to all the future Weasleys yet to come!"
Everyone lifted their glasses, and Ginny noticed Ron and Hermione exchange smiles at the last part. Forgetting about it, she diverted her attention back to that huge piece of delectable chocolate cake seated willingly in front of her.
~*~
Later that evening after everyone had gone to bed, Harry and Ginny found themselves going up to their bedroom. Harry paused, grabbing Ginny by the elbow.
"Look up." Harry commanded.
"What?" Ginny replied, confused.
"Look up." Harry nodded his head upwards and looked up. Ginny followed his command and looked up to see a large clump of mistletoe hanging above their heads.
"Ah, you know what that means." Harry said, a mischievous grin plastered across his face.
Ginny closed her eyes as Harry's lips brushed hers.
This was wonderful. The whole Weasley family was together in the Burrow for the next week, and everyone was expecting, except for Hermione, of course, but Ginny had a feeling they'd be trying sometime soon.
"Harry, you know what I've realized?" Ginny looked up at her husband with a completely smitten look on her face.
"What, gorgeous?" Harry replied.
"You're the best thing that's ever happened to me," Ginny pulled him closer for another long kiss.
"And you know what I've realized?" Harry responded after the very passionate kiss.
"What might that be?" Ginny looked up at him with one eyebrow raised in curiosity.
"You're not only the most ravishing, smartest, strangest, cutest, sexiest, and most delectable woman in the world… but also the most beautiful I've ever seen, and ever want to see."
Ginny grinned up at him before she felt his strong arms pick her up easily, cradling her to his warm chest and begin carrying her up the stairs.
"Merry Christmas," she whispered into his warmth, smiling.
"Merry Christmas to you, too, beautiful."
The End.
[A/N~~~ OMG IT"S OVER! –tears-. I like that ending. I'm quite satisfied with it. Sorry if you aren't. I'm glad I'm finally getting it done! IT WAS SO MUCH FUN TO WRITE! PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU ALL! It's been great! Please let me know if you'd enjoy reading a sequel :-D Thank you for being so supportive! A full page of reviews next, MERRY CHRISTMAS! –Hannah Holt]