The next week went by so fast with people coming and going from the Potter Place (the name for Harry and Ginny's home) that Harry and Ginny barely saw any alone time. In fact, Hermione, Luna, and Mrs. Weasley ended up staying over most of the nights. The night before the wedding every one attending the wedding including family, friends, ministry officials, and Order members were at Hogwarts. Harry and the boys were taken to the Grffyndor tower to stay for the night, while the girls were brought to the Staff quarters. Everyone else was dispersed between the other dorms.

"Ginny, you feeling ok, you look a little pale?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, perfect, just everything is happening so fast. And I keep on feeling like I am missing something. Its right in front of me, but I don't know what it is," Ginny answered.

"Cold feet?"

"No, definitely not." Ginny said as she ran into the bathroom to return a couple minutes later with more color in her face. "I don't know why, I'm sick. It just started, but maybe its just nerves on how important tomorrow is. I almost want to go downstairs to the Great Hall and make sure everything is fine with the decorations and then go down to the kitchens to make sure the house elves know what to make,"

"Ginny, you're worrying too much. Everything will be perfect, the house elves, as much as I hate to admit it, they really love what they do, and plus what they do is impeccable," Hermione said.

"Oh, come on, lets get some sleep," Ginny said as she moved towards her bed and Hermione left to go to her room.

**** Meanwhile in the Grffyndor tower.

"Harry, come on try this drink. We got a whole bunch from the Muggle world for tonight," George egged Harry on as his shoved a glass filled with a dark color liquor in his hands.

"Guys, I really shouldn't. Your sister will kill me if I can't even stand up tomorrow,"

"Don't worry. We have the solution for that. Now drink up," Fred said.

Five drinks later, Fred, George, and Harry were stumbling and mumbling drunks, Neville was past out, and Ron, who had remained sober, was trying to take care of all of them. After finally getting the twins into bed, he was trying to persuade Harry to put down the bottle.

"Come on, Harry. You have had enough, now come one, let's go to bed," Ron said as he led Harry to a bed.

"Your sister is so pretty and spontaneous. Last week, she jumped on me naked,"

"Harry, shut up before I hurt you and go to bed," Ron interrupted shoving him into the bed.

"Thanks, Ron," muttered Harry as he past out.

*****

The next morning, the girls woke up at the crack of dawn to see Ginny pale faced and rushing to the bathroom.

"Ginny, I know you probably don't want to even think about it, but," Hermione said when Ginny left the bathroom.

"Hermione, please don't even say it. Ok, I don't want to even think about it, until after today. Lets just have fun and right now we need to start getting ready," Ginny interrupted.

"Alright, I won't say anything more. Come one lets get you ready, we only have two hours. I'll be right back, I'll go get you some Pepper-Up potion, that should do the trick for right now."

Meanwhile in the Grffyndor tower, the boys were rolling off the couches and beds.

"George, Fred. I feel awful, what do you have to fix this," Harry mumbled through his pounding headache.

"Here," George said as he tossed Harry one of the Muggle drinks, a beer.

"Not this, I want something to fix it, not get me drunk, again. I will not be drunk at my wedding," Harry said as his face got red. "Damn you guys, your sister is going to kill me."

"Harry, take a long shower and I'll go grab some Pepper-Up potion, that goes on for all of you," Ron said as he left the room. A few minutes later, Ron bumped into Hermione in the hospital wing.

"Ron, what are you doing up here?" Hermione asked.

"I think my brothers overdid it last night with Harry and themselves. Poor Neville was knocked out cold. I sent them all to the showers. Hopefully, that and Pepper-Up potion will do the trick. What are you up here for?" Ron asked.

"Ginny's not feeling well. Probably just stress," Hermione said quickly.

"Liar. You feel alright, right?"

"Yes, Ron. I feel fine. I told you, Ginny's sick."

"With what?"

"Ron just lay off of it, today."

"Fine, I will," Ron gruffed as he stormed out of the room with Pepper-Up potion in hand.

******

The wedding was spectacularly magical. Everything went perfectly, the picture-perfect Magical wedding conducted by Headmaster Dumbledore. Right after the wedding, all the guests were invited to stay for a light reception as the Great Hall was magically transformed into a reception hall.

"Isn't this wonderful," Ginny beamed as she danced around the hall in Harry's arms. "Everything is perfect."

"I know. Everyone is behaving and having fun. I don't know how many times I've told you this today, but you look absolutely wonderful. I don't know how you do it. Everything got ready so fast for today. It's like it was already planned," Harry said into Ginny's hair.

"Oh, no. I'll be right back," Ginny said as she pushed off of Harry and ran from the Great Hall.

"Ginny, where are you going?" Harry yelled after her, but it was too late, she was already out of the room.

"Harry, what'd do?" Ron asked as he and Hermione danced next to Harry's standing figure.

"I don't know, she just ran out of here," Harry answered.

"I'll go check on her," Hermione said, "I think I know what it is."

"Ron, do you know what's wrong?" Harry asked once Hermione left and they started to walk to the seats.

"Uh, Hermione mentioned that Ginny was feeling sick when I ran into her in the hospital wing this morning," Ron said.

"I wonder what's wrong," Harry thought out loud.

"Ginny, this is unfair to him. You need to tell him," Hermione said when she found Ginny puking in the bathroom.

"I know, but I didn't want him to worry before the wedding," Ginny answered once she had finished.

"How long have you known?"

"I had a feeling the night it happened, but I guess I started getting sick as soon as we moved into the house. Its not as bad as last time, but I didn't get sick this soon last time," Ginny pondered as she washed her face off before walking out of the bathroom with Hermione at her heels.

"So are you going to tell him soon?"

"Yeah, I'll tell him tonight," Ginny said when she entered the Great Hall to find Harry and Ron right there waiting.

"Tell him what tonight?" Harry asked pulling Ginny into his arms.

"Tell him how much I love him,"

"And.."

"That I think he's a git when he asks too many questions."

"Fine, I'll leave it alone. Can I have this dance?" Harry said as he turned and took Hermione's hand, receiving a slap from Ginny as he led Hermione onto the dance floor.

"Well, Sis, Can I have this dance?" Ron asked as he extended his hand to which Ginny readily accepted.

"So, Ron, when are you going to ask Hermione, so we can have a party like this again?" Ginny asked.

"Give me time," Ron muttered before adding, "Ginny, when are you going to tell him?"

"Tell him what?"

"You know what I mean. I may be dense sometimes, but this time I knew what I was looking for."

"I will tell him. I just told Hermione that I'll do it tonight, but I want to wait until its just us two, ok."

"Ok."

*****

Later that night found Harry and Ginny alone in the room of requirement, which had transformed itself into a Honeymoon suite.

"Sorry about earlier tonight, Harry. I don't know what got into me," Ginny said as she sat down on the bed.

"Ginny, I'm the one who should be sorry. I didn't even realize you didn't feel well, I feel like a git," Harry said as he reached for a champagne bottle and filled two glasses half full and handed one to Ginny while keeping one for himself.

"I really shouldn't," Ginny said as she took the glass only to walk it to a table and set it down.

"Why not? Champagne can't really hurt you when your sick," Harry said.

"Harry, I'm more than just sick," Ginny said.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked as he rushed to Ginny and wrapped his arms around her body that was turned away from him.

"Its not like anything is wrong. I didn't expect this. Well, not so soon, anyways. I should have been more careful, followed Hermione's advice on what she's been doing, but I didn't. I can't believe this is happening, I don't even know how to tell you.

"Ginny, stop rambling and just tell me."

"Harry, Your going to be a father."

"I thought I already was."

"Well, your going to be one to another child. I'm, I'm pregnant." Ginny whispered.

"What?" Harry asked as he turned Ginny to look at him, her eyes were dark and afraid.

"I'm pregnant, Harry."

"Really, I'm going to be a father. This is great," Harry said as he kissed Ginny lightly on the lips.

"So, your not mad at me," Ginny said.

"How can I be mad at you? This is wonderful news. I can't believe I get to be a father, this time from the start. James will have a brother or sister to play with. It'll be great. I love you, Ginny. There's nothing to be afraid of," Harry said as he took Ginny's lips as softly as he could as his fingers went to undo Ginny's dress robes. Slowly, he undid the buttons and hooks on her robe and then the dress underneath. Next, he undid her bra and after this, kissed his way down her still standing body. Stopping briefly at her stomach kissing and caressing it before moving to pull down her bottoms before coming up to capture her lips once more. Then, he picked her up, with his lips still on hers, and walked the few short steps before lying her gently on the bed. Harry trying to be gentle as possible, finally, or at least it seemed like it to Ginny, glided his tongue along her bottom lip, which she immediately granted access into her mouth to play with her tongue. Harry, left her mouth and started to kiss down her neck while his hands ran up and down her body. Suddenly, Harry left her completely and stripped himself of his clothes and climbed on top of her. As slow and gentle as he could Harry slid into her and started a very slow pace. When Ginny looked into Harry's eyes she could see pain, frustration, and determination.

"Honey, your not going to hurt me," she whispered into his ear causing him to quicken his pace to almost a fast fury in the end he was driving into her as hard as he could, thrusting deeper into her core than all their previous times, leaving both of them spent.

"Harry, I won't break and you won't hurt me or the baby," Ginny said after a few minutes had past.

"Sorry, I didn't know, what you could handle. I figured that if you couldn't make love you would have stopped me, but I didn't know what you could handle. I want everything to be perfect," Harry mumbled.

"There is nothing to be afraid of. Trust me."

"How do you know, had boyfriends during the last time you were pregnant?"

"That better be a joke and it wasn't funny at all. I know because I know, ok. Its hard to explain. But trust me, I'll tell when there's no more."

"Alright, I don't want to push when it gets too late, so you will tell me."

"Yes, don't worry, I will do nothing to hurt my baby or me."

"I won't worry. I trust you. I love you. Now, where are you going?" Harry asked as Ginny got up from the bed.

"To take a bath," Ginny said as she walked towards the door that would take her to the bathroom swaying her hips in the process making Harry grin at her teasing. A couple minutes later, Harry was lying in bed, when Ginny stuck her head out the door and asked, "Well, are you going to join me or not?"

"Really?" Harry asked as he got of bed wrapped a sheet over his waist, not quite as open as Ginny was, and followed Ginny into the bathroom. The bathroom was lit only by the scattered lavender candles dispersed in the room, soft music filled the room, pink rose petals carpeted the floor, and in the middle of the room was a bathtub big enough for two filled with bubbles. Ginny quickly slid into the tub, the bubbles covering everything below her neck.

"Did you do all this, did this happen by the magic of the room of requirement, or did house elves do it?" questioned Harry.

"Do you have to know how everything happens, can't you just accept things?"

"Yes. No, so it was you? You did all this is a manner of minutes?"

"Does it really matter when I did this or how? Now stop being a git and get in or get out of the room so I can have some peace and quiet," Ginny said.

"Well if you're going to be that way, I'll just leave you alone," Harry said as he started to leave the room.

"Harry Potter, get back here,"

"Yes, Mrs. Potter," Harry said as he came back into the room, threw off his sheet, and slid into the tub with his wife.