Ginny walked numbly back from the hospital wing she could hardly believe
what was wrong with her. Shaking her head Ginny could feel her inners
churning about painfully every time she thought of what Madame Pomfrey had
told her. Walking along the corridor her feet didn't seem to even touch the
ground as she moved her toes totally numbed from the shock of the news.
Lifting her hand up she traced it along the wall the sensation of the rough
cold stone below her fingertips sending odd chills up her back. Gazing at
her hand intently she could feel her heart sink slightly wondering to
herself how different her body seemed, almost as if it weren't her own
anymore. The intricate lattice of small veins that covered her hand seemed
strange and different somehow, they had known now for a while a secret that
she had failed to register.
Out of the blue a hand came down on her shoulder jolting her out of her
little daze. Whirling round she came face to face with a very smiley Harry
"Got you at last, I have a break so I thought I would come and see you, I
am missing you so much right now!".
Ginny blushed in response to this tender display of emotion that Harry was
always eager to show her. Moving forward Ginny embraced him tightly almost
as if she could already feel their time slipping away from them. "I've
missed you too! I really have Harry". They stood locked for a long time
like that before finally Harry picked Ginny up delicately in his arms and
backed them both into the nearest empty cupboard. "Lets just hope Mrs
Norris doesn't find us!" Harry said cheekily stealing kisses from all over
Ginny's face.
Ginny and Harry proceeded to ravage each other urgently since this had been
the first time they had been together in a week or so. After five minutes
of desperate fumbling Harry positioned himself between Ginny's legs while
lifting her up against the wooden shelf's of the cupboard. 20 minutes later
and 2 orgasms later Ginny and Harry rested against one and other panting
heavily. "You know Harry.I have something to tell you?".
Looking up Harry pushed his glasses back into place on his nose and smiled
tiredly at her "What, did you not cum or something ?" Harry began to look
guilty.
Laughing at his cuteness Ginny petted his cheeks playfully cooing at him
"No you know I always cum at least twice!". Grinning again like a puppy
Harry looked at Ginny wondering what she was going to tell him .
"Well Harry, I was at Madame Pomfreys today.." Ginny hesitated painfully
for a second wondering how Harry would take this bombshell she had to drop
on him.
Harry began to worry now, Ginny's facial expressions said it all that
something was very wrong.
"She said..Oh Harry...I just.." Glancing away Ginny could feel tears
possibly about to spill forth.
Taking Ginny's cheeks in his hands cupping her face Harry tilted her head
up to face him "What .?".
"Harry..I'm..I'm." Harry felt his nervous system shudder with icy shivers
death had just placed his cold clammy hand on Harry's neck and was
clenching his fingers.
Unable to say the words Ginny's lips froze in mid stutter.
Meanwhile in the Griffindor common room Ron and Hermione were sharing a tender moment and speaking about their wedding plans, Hermione was about to drop a bombshell of her own on Ron. "Ron darling" She began cautiously "I have to tell you something, you know how Fred and George are twins" Ron nodded confused as usual "Well I am having twins.in about 8 months". Hermione dropped to the floor to nurse Ron who had collapsed from shock but in the process had smashed his head against the stone panelling of the fireplace. Cradling Ron's head Hermione thought to herself, I should have told him to sit down. "Hermione...is it mine?" came a weak whimper but then Ron was properly unconscious since Hermione outraged he could even ask that had dropped his head from her lap.
Meanwhile in the Griffindor common room Ron and Hermione were sharing a tender moment and speaking about their wedding plans, Hermione was about to drop a bombshell of her own on Ron. "Ron darling" She began cautiously "I have to tell you something, you know how Fred and George are twins" Ron nodded confused as usual "Well I am having twins.in about 8 months". Hermione dropped to the floor to nurse Ron who had collapsed from shock but in the process had smashed his head against the stone panelling of the fireplace. Cradling Ron's head Hermione thought to herself, I should have told him to sit down. "Hermione...is it mine?" came a weak whimper but then Ron was properly unconscious since Hermione outraged he could even ask that had dropped his head from her lap.
