Forever In Your Eyes
Part Two: Bitter Days

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rating: PG-13
genre: drama/romance
summary: After a night of drunken passion, Ginny Weasley has a little surprise for her brother's best friend. She doesn't love him, he doesn't love her. But their souls are connected until the end of time because of their daughter...

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In my heart sent my confession, my condolence,
You're indefinite, you're incompetent, inconsiderate
You're so childish,
I will push you out of what is real out of my head

You can stick and drown at your residence of disappointments,
Are of yours to come
So embrace them, oh my shallow one today,
If I could change anything then I would change everything
These bitter days shall remain

I don't ask for your forgiveness I don't care much for your actress
That's just you, though shallow and selfish
So I go now oh my hollow one today
If I could change anything then I would change everything
These bitter days shall remain

So carry your blues behind your eyes,
Don't flatter yourself I will survive
So carry your blues your own denial
Your feathers are gone you'll never fly

If I could change anything,
Then I would wipe the years away
If I could change anything,
Then I would wipe the years away
If I could change anything,
Then I would change everything
These bitter days shall remain

Since you're gone I'm much better than you.
So carry your blues behind your eyes,
Don't flatter yourself I will survive
So carry your blues your own denial
Your feathers are gone you'll never fly
She'll never fly

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"Bloody hell!" Harry shouted, standing up angrily.

"Harry, please...don't be mad..." Ginny felt tears forming in her eyes.

"I have every right to be mad!" Harry ran a hand through his hair, scowling.

"No, you don't!" shrieked Ginny, bolting up in bed. "It's your fault, too! I didn't make this baby myself, Harry James Potter! Get out of my sight, you heartless prat!"

Harry stood, staring at Ginny, stunned. "OUT!" she shrieked, tears pouring down her face. Harry ran out of the open door, and Ginny could hear the echo of his footsteps on the marble floor. Once he was out of earshot, she buried her face in her hands and sobbed.

Ginny rejoined her classes the next day, wrapped tightly in her cloak, eyes bloodshot and weary. Nobody asked questions, not even the teachers. During breaks she sat outside on a bench, bundled in her cloak, crying silently.

Six weeks went by and Ginny still barely spoke to anyone. Harry hadn't even tried to approach her. Ron and Hermione were clueless to what was wrong. During the last week of October, Hermione went to speak to Ginny at morning break. She was sitting alone, as usual, bundled in a cloak, scarf, and gloves. One of her hands was resting lightly on her stomach and the shadow of a smile twitched on her lips.

"Ginny?" Hermione said softly, sitting down next to her. Ginny looked up at Hermione with teary eyes.

"I can feel her kicking, Hermione. And he doesn't care. He's never cared." Hermione was confused.

"Who's kicking?" Now Ginny was confused.

"He hasn't told you?" Ginny laughed bitterly. "Of course not. She's a mistake." Ginny breathed out, watching her breath sail away as a mist in the chilly wind. "I'm pregnant with Harry's child. His daughter, actually. It happened the night of my party. We were drunk."

"Oh my God," whispered Hermione, hugging Ginny tightly. "Oh, Ginny...Are you okay?"

Ginny nodded. "I'll raise the baby. We don't need Harry." Hermione decided to get off the subject of Harry.

"You said the baby's a girl?"

Now a real smile spread across her face. "Yes. I'm going to name her Shannen. It means God's gracious gift in Gaelic." Hermione smiled.

"Shannen is a beautiful name. What about her middle name? And...and her surname?"

"Her middle name will be Lily. For...for her grandmother..." Hermione knew she was referring to Lily Potter, Harry's mother, who had been murdered by Voldemort. "I haven't decided her surname. It will probably be Weasley, because Harry doesn't want her. I've given him a present by giving Shannen his mum's name as her middle name. But I don't think I should give her his surname, because he isn't going to be her dad." Tears were forming in Ginny's eyes again. The bell rang and Hermione stood up.

"Don't give up on Harry yet, Gin. He'll come around." Ginny watched Hermione disappear with a sigh.

"I hope so, Hermione. I hope so," she murmured before heading off to class herself.

That night in the common room, Hermione sat with Harry and Ron, and kept an eye on Ginny, who was doing work. Beside her a pair of silver knitting needles clacked together as they knitted a tiny pink wool hat. "Harry," said Hermione urgently. "I need to talk to you."

Harry scowled, seeing where Hermione's gaze was fixed. He slammed his book shut and stood up. "Listen, Hermione, I'm too young to be a father. I can't take care of this baby. I...I just can't." He stormed up the stairs into the boys' dormitory. Hermione and Ron heard a door slam in the distance.

"What was that about, eh?" Ron peered curiously at Hermione.

"I don't think I should tell you. Ask Ginny," Hermione disappeared up the boys' staircase after Harry.

Ron went over and sat down next to Ginny. "Ginny, what's going on?" Ron gazed at his sister. Ginny looked scared.

"I'm...pregnant, Ron. It's Harry's baby. Someone spiked the butterbeer at my party." Ron's jaw dropped.

"Pregnant?" hissed Ron.

"Yes," Ginny didn't meet his eyes.

"Oh god, Ginny...You're a fool!" he snapped. "A complete fool." He gathered his books and left the common room, leaving Ginny crying hysterically behind him.

"Harry James Potter, you need to be a father to that child! She needs you! Ginny needs you!" Harry and Hermione sat arguing in the boys' dormitory.

"She?" he questioned, turning his pale face to Hermione.

"Yes," snarled Hermione. "She. The baby is a girl and Ginny's naming her Shannen. If you don't support her, I will. But you won't have me as a friend until you grow up!" Hermione left the room, leaving Harry deep in thought.

Hermione found Ginny sobbing in the common room. "Oh Gin..." Hermione hugged Ginny. "What happened?"

"He...he said I was a fool!" gasped Ginny through sobs. "I hate him! I don't care if he's my brother!"

Hermione's eyes flashed. "Ron?" Ginny hiccuped and nodded. "C'mon, let's get you to bed," she helped Ginny out of her chair. Ginny swayed on her feet and almost fell, but Hermione caught her. "I'm taking you to the hospital wing. You're in no condition to be alone." She half carried the sobbing girl all the way to the infirmary.

Madame Pomfrey bustled around, making Ginny a comfortable bed, and tutting. "Those boys need to have some compassion..." Hermione had explained what happened in the common room. "Here you go, dear," Madame Pomfrey and Hermione lay Ginny gently down on the soft bed. The nurse tucked a warm blanket around the pregnant girl and fluffed her pillows. "Just relax...Everything will be all right."

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