When we arrived back at The Burrow I saw Ron scowling by the fire in
the living room. I pulled Harry aside.
" Harry, sweetheart, do you think you can leave Ron and I alone for a moment? I know you didn't want me to speak to him, but he's being mean to me also. He hasn't talked to me since we told the family about the baby. I want us all to make up; I want our baby to have her uncles there for her. If he comes around so will the others."
" Gin, don't. He's to stubborn and I don't want him upsetting you."
" No arguments Harry. I have to do this, for our family." I said rubbing my stomach.
" Fine." He said frowning as he walked into our room. My parents had allowed us to share a room for two reasons; I was already pregnant and we were engaged, and because none of my brothers would allow Harry in their rooms. This further angered them.
" Ron, we need to talk. I know you don't want to but that's to damn bad. You need to stop acting like a baby." I said as I turned to him.
" Ginny, you know how I feel about the whole situation. I won't change my mind."
" Ron, I know you're upset. But, you need to get over the fact that I'm grown up. You don't need you to protect me anymore, you never did. I know this isn't the best time for all this to be happening. I know Harry and I are too young but we can do this, but it'll be a lot harder if you don't get over this. We need you, you're Harry's best friend, you're my big brother, and you're our baby's uncle. We need you Ron. Harry's so upset you're angry at him, he really wants you to be his best man."
" No Ginny. I won't do it."
" Come on Ron! Stop acting all holier than thou'. I know you and Hermione have sex. So we screwed up, we weren't as careful, and I got pregnant. We're handling it; we're getting married. Can't you just forgive us? I love you and Harry loves you. Can't you just be there for us even though we screwed up? Can't you be there for our baby, when she's born? Please Ron, forgive us and move on? If you don't, you're not invited to our wedding and you'll never see Harry or I again, neither the baby or us can be near someone who can't love us even though we made a mistake. Just get over this." I finished my speech, and began to cry.
" Don't cry Ginny. It's just I imagined so much more for my baby sister than being pregnant at sixteen. And I was angry with Harry for doing it to you. I'm sorry for being such a dunce. I'm just angry with both of you. But I have to forgive you sometime right?" He said smiling at me.
" You know Ron," I said wiping my face. " I'll be seventeen next week."
" Well that just makes it so much better!" He replied laughing.
" Does this mean you'll be Harry's best man? It would mean so much to both of us."
" Sure does! Let me tell Harry though, okay?"
" Sure I'll go get him!" I said already running up the stairs.
" Wait Ginny!" He said as bound up the many stairs.
" Yeah?" I said beaming with joy.
" Did you say she? It's a girl?"
" Yup!"
" One more thing Gin, you should run up the stairs like that in your condition! You don't want to hurt the baby."
" Fine!" I yelled as I began to walk. I didn't want to upset him when we'd just made up.
" Harry, sweetheart, do you think you can leave Ron and I alone for a moment? I know you didn't want me to speak to him, but he's being mean to me also. He hasn't talked to me since we told the family about the baby. I want us all to make up; I want our baby to have her uncles there for her. If he comes around so will the others."
" Gin, don't. He's to stubborn and I don't want him upsetting you."
" No arguments Harry. I have to do this, for our family." I said rubbing my stomach.
" Fine." He said frowning as he walked into our room. My parents had allowed us to share a room for two reasons; I was already pregnant and we were engaged, and because none of my brothers would allow Harry in their rooms. This further angered them.
" Ron, we need to talk. I know you don't want to but that's to damn bad. You need to stop acting like a baby." I said as I turned to him.
" Ginny, you know how I feel about the whole situation. I won't change my mind."
" Ron, I know you're upset. But, you need to get over the fact that I'm grown up. You don't need you to protect me anymore, you never did. I know this isn't the best time for all this to be happening. I know Harry and I are too young but we can do this, but it'll be a lot harder if you don't get over this. We need you, you're Harry's best friend, you're my big brother, and you're our baby's uncle. We need you Ron. Harry's so upset you're angry at him, he really wants you to be his best man."
" No Ginny. I won't do it."
" Come on Ron! Stop acting all holier than thou'. I know you and Hermione have sex. So we screwed up, we weren't as careful, and I got pregnant. We're handling it; we're getting married. Can't you just forgive us? I love you and Harry loves you. Can't you just be there for us even though we screwed up? Can't you be there for our baby, when she's born? Please Ron, forgive us and move on? If you don't, you're not invited to our wedding and you'll never see Harry or I again, neither the baby or us can be near someone who can't love us even though we made a mistake. Just get over this." I finished my speech, and began to cry.
" Don't cry Ginny. It's just I imagined so much more for my baby sister than being pregnant at sixteen. And I was angry with Harry for doing it to you. I'm sorry for being such a dunce. I'm just angry with both of you. But I have to forgive you sometime right?" He said smiling at me.
" You know Ron," I said wiping my face. " I'll be seventeen next week."
" Well that just makes it so much better!" He replied laughing.
" Does this mean you'll be Harry's best man? It would mean so much to both of us."
" Sure does! Let me tell Harry though, okay?"
" Sure I'll go get him!" I said already running up the stairs.
" Wait Ginny!" He said as bound up the many stairs.
" Yeah?" I said beaming with joy.
" Did you say she? It's a girl?"
" Yup!"
" One more thing Gin, you should run up the stairs like that in your condition! You don't want to hurt the baby."
" Fine!" I yelled as I began to walk. I didn't want to upset him when we'd just made up.