A/n: Wow! I'm so pleased with you guys. I've gotten so many new reviews. And I'm now on 7 peoples list. *hands brownies to all reviewers*  So yeah, anywho, I really don't have that much new news, Kristen, my beta did a new fic. Its called No Longer Alone. Her ff.net name is kneh13, go read and review it. Its so… good. So on with chapter 12. I hope you like it and review.

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Disclaimer: I own nothing. Well, unfortunately I own several plot bunnies, if you'd like to take some off my hands let me know.

Rating: G (some of you may wonder why I put this. Well…in future chapters it will get pretty PG-13 *evil grin* around chapter 15)

Dedicated to: My best friend, Paula for not laughing at me for writing fanfiction. (she doesn't like HP so I thought she's laugh at me, but I was so…wrong, she actually liked this.)

Title: The Plan

The next morning Harry awoke excited for the day. Not only was he going to have dinner with Ginny but the first Quidditch match of the season was scheduled at 11:00 am.

He went down to the Great Hall for breakfast, and sat down. "Damn!" he said softly. "no Ginny." He thought. He was beginning to worry about her again. The first few days after her emotional confession were fine. She seemed back to her old self. But for about a week, he'd seen about as much of her, if not less than before. He was very glad to be seeing her tonight.

As he entered the hall the saw it was decorated in the colors of the teams playing. Ravenclaw and Slytherin. There were green and silver banners everywhere. Along with blue and black ones. There was a buzz of excitement running through the school that only a Quidditch match could bring

During breakfast Harry talked to Ron about the possible outcome of the match.

"I definitely think Ravenclaw has a good chance. But I can't deny Slytherin's not bad either." Ron said through a mouth full of food.

"Yeah, I suppose." Harry said surveying the two house tables. "I guess I'll always be bias against Slytherin. Although Draco has tried to smooth them out." He continued turning back to his breakfast.

Harry sat with Hermione and Draco in the stands. Harry couldn't find Ginny. Apparently she hadn't come to the match. Harry had asked Draco where Evalynn was and he had replied that she had to tend to some Hufflepuffs in the hospital with that were injured during there Quidditch practice.

As Harry watched the players come out on the field he realized how much he missed playing Quidditch. The only flying he had done lately were for his missions while he was an Auror. His Firebolt 5000 was beginning to attract dust. He watched Ron flying around the pitch. He was in ecstasy. He saw out of the corner of his eye, Hermione look lovingly up at him.

The match was close. Very close. Right as the snitch was caught another goal was scored by Slytherin. Considering it didn't matter, Ron counted it toward the Slytherin's. Ravenclaw had caught the snitch and had been ahead by only 10 points before.

Just watching the match tired Harry out. He entered the Great Hall for lunch hoping Ginny had decided to join them. When he saw her chair still vacant he said "Damn it." Just a little to loudly, because a group of 2nd year girls giggled and moved away. He turned and walked out of the hall, having decided to skip lunch. He thought a nap would do him some good.

Harry awoke from his nap refreshed. He showered and changed. He as careful what to pick out to wear. He wanted to impress her. Not entirely sure why, but he did. In the end he picked the same pair of khaki trousers that he had worn the day of the meeting when he had found out about Ron and Hermione teaching as well. He also chose a emerald green shirt, Mrs. Weasley had gotten him. She thought it extenuated his eyes.

Harry entered The Three Broomsticks, precisely at 7:30, as planed. He saw Ginny sitting in a booth in the back. She was sitting with her back to the wall and her knees up at her chest. She was resting her chin on her knees, as well as hugging them. He walked swiftly across the room to sit across from her.

"Hullo Gin." He said worriedly seeing the look on her face.

She moved to sit correctly in the booth. She looked in his eyes for a fleeting moment before laying her forehead on the table and extending her arms out to him, wrists up. There were fresh scars there.

"Ginny." Was all he could muster. As he took her wrists in his hands. "She didn't jerk them away" he thought, "we're making headway." "I thought we were over this?" he said aloud.

"I'm in trouble Harry, big trouble. I didn't know who else to turn to." She sobbed quietly into the table.

"You know you can always come to me Ginny. I'm here for you. Always." He said trying to comfort her.

"It's horrible Harry, just awful, I don't know what I'm g…g…ganna do." She wept.

"Come on Ginny. It can't be that bad. Can it?" He said stroking her hair, her forehead still on the table.

"But it is Harry. It is!" she cried.

"Tell me Ginny. I'll help you." He said truthfully.

She sobbed quietly for a few moments, then gathered her self enough to speak. "Harry…I… I…I'm p…pregnant." She said before continuing to sob.

"Oh Ginny." Was all he could say. He kissed the top of her head, and caressed her cheek, trying to comfort her. "When did you find out?" He asked.

"A week ago today." She said

She was silent for a while. "What am I going to do, Harry?" She asked looking up at him, tears streaming down her face.

He wiped them away with is thumbs, but was silent, then said, "I dunno. Why don't you tell them the truth Gin?" He asked.

"Because, I don't want them to know." She said as if it were the simplest thing in the world.

"Ok." He thought.

"Everyone knows I don't have a boyfriend, let alone married!" she exclaimed. "and I don't want people to think I'm some slag who shagged some stranger." She said more calmly. "I just don't know what I'm ganna do Harry, honestly…I don't."

They were both silent. Then she spoke again. "I can't deal with this Harry. I…I…" but she didn't finish she just cried.

"What about an abortion?" Harry asked hating even the thought, but it was a suggestion.

"What you mean where some quack doctor kills your baby and sucks it out of you with a tube? Are you nuts? No way." She said glumly.

"What about adoption?" He asked.

"No…no…I want to keep it. It's mine after all, but I just don't know what to tell people. Especially my family." She said taking a deep breath. "I have to think about this calmly."

Harry took her hands in his. He had been thinking for the last several moments and was brought back to reality by a glass breaking on the other side of the room.

"I have an idea Gin." He said deciding to suggest it.

"Yeah?" she stated hopefully.

"Ok, well…you can't be that far along so you won't show for quite a while…" he explained.

"Yeah? So?" She said impatiently.

"So…I'll…We'll say I'm the father and we can start doing 'being together' stuff in public, and the like." He suggested.

"No. Harry, I can't have to sacrifice so much for me." She said glumly.

"Honestly Ginny, I won't be sacrificing a thing. I would give anything to beat the shit out of that muggle for what he did to you. I've dreamt about it several times." He explained.

"Harry I don't think we could pull it off. I mean first off Ron will kill you, as well as my other brothers, and my Mum, and Dad. And second…" But she couldn't finish. He had put a finger to her lips.

"Ginny it will work out. I promise. I'm not 100% sure how, but it will. Trust me." He said.

Ginny sighed. She was obviously exhausted. She looked like she hadn't slept in days. "Alright. But we have to be convincing, before I start to show.

They left The Three Broomsticks together not having eaten a thing. They entered the school together and Harry walked Ginny to her room from the passage. He turned to her, and leaned it and kissed her on the lips. It scared her at first. She hadn't been expecting it, no one was around, but the relaxed and kissed back slightly.

"Just practicing." He said with a sly grin.

"Maybe this wont be so bad." she thought.

"Honestly I won't be sacrificing a thing." Harry repeated in his head

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A/n: wow! I wrote this in one sitting! The time is once y cinco pm (that Spanish for 11:05 pm, we learned how to tell time in Spanish to today in my Spanish class.) your reviews really helped my motivation. So anywho…this chapter is key to the rest of the story, it builds entirely on this chapter…I think. Lol. So anyway…I'm off to send this to Kristen, and then bed.