A/N: Harry Potter is from the creative genius that is J.K. Rowling. I am
not her. This is merely a fan fiction to tide us over until Book 6.
Disclaimer: Sorry this has taken so long. I'm trying to get a house. I'll try to update quicker. Thanks. 1111111111111111111 1111111111
Ginny Potter looked up at the clock in the den, as she put another blanket around her sister-in-law, Hermione Weasley. Her husband's hand, as well as all of her brothers, except Bill, remained at the setting 'You Don't Want to Know.' She sighed. Sometimes she was glad that Fred and George put the settings on the Potter clock, but then again she wished she knew exactly were her husband was.
It was three thirty in the morning. Hermione had long ago fallen asleep, nearly crying about how Ron wasn't back yet and how at seven months along it was possible for her to go into early labor. Ginny wasn't sure if it was the hormones or what, she just hoped that she didn't get like that in a few more months.
Ginny looked around the house quickly. Harry and she had bought it a few months after they were married. It was just a small house, but it had three bedrooms and two loos. It had one fireplace, which was protected by a vast amount of wards. They were a bit out in the country, in fact most people had to portkey or use the knight bus to get there if they didn't know how to drive a muggle car.
Suddenly there was a loud knock at the door followed by a few loud bouts of laughter. Grabbing her wand as a precaution, Ginny crept toward the door. Taking another fleeting glance at the clock, she noticed that Ron's, Harry's and Remus's hands were all pointed at the setting 'our house.' Feeling a little less apprehensive, she pocketed her wand.
"Remus, do you have my husband and no good brother out there with you?" she asked through the door.
"Yes, and you better help me Gin," came a tired answer. "I don't know how much longer I can handle these two idiots. They're almost as bad as James and Sirus, and I think I'm getting way too old for this."
Smiling, Ginny undid the wards and opened the door. There stood poor Remus Lupin, trying to hold up not only her husband, but Ron as well. Ron's hair, which had grown a bit longer over the years hung down in his face, while Harry was squinting to see who exactly he was looking at. His glasses were sitting in the pocket of his robes. Ron then swung his head up revealing a black eye, while Harry turned his head revealing a large bruise.
"What in the world happened?" she asked loudly in shock as she helped Harry to the couch.
"It's a good thing Dung called me," Lupin said as he crossed into the house and deposited Ron too on the couch in the living room. "These two idiots got into a fight with Malfoy."
"Malfoy was at the tavern?" Ginny asked as she bent down to see to her husband's bruise. As she tenderly touched her hand across his cheek, Harry's hand shot up and captured hers. He smiled and nuzzled his cheek closer to her hand.
"I loooove you Gin," he said slurred, before pulling her into his lap. He put one of his hands on Ginny's belly. "And I looove the baby."
"We know Harry," Ginny said softly, smiling at him. "But why did you get into a fight with Malfoy?"
Remus let out an amused snort. Ginny turned to him, to see him almost ready to explode into laughter.
"Our daughter is not dating a ferret!" Harry yelled, causing Ginny to jump.
"What Harry?"
Harry moved her off his lap and onto the couch beside him. "Our daughter is not dating a Malfoy! I won't allow it! I'll kill the smary bugger if he looks at her the wrong way. Thinking improper things about our daughter."
"That goes double for my Katharina!" shouted Ron, smiling.
"Harry, I don't think Malfoy would want --"
"What's going on in here?" came the groggy and slightly irritated voice of Hermione as she walked out of the bedroom.
"''Mione!" Ron said happily before clumsily jumping off the couch and rushing to her. "You are more beautiful every day. I do love you more than mum's tators, even with the beef gravy, more than chocolate frogs, more than ––'
"Good Lord, you're pissed again aren't you?" she said sternly.
"Completely!" said Harry joyously.
"What happened to your eye? Were you fighting?" Hermione asked concerned as she looked at her husband's face, before putting her hands on her hips and asking sternly, "What did you do?"
"We were hunting ferrets," said Ron and Harry in unison.
"You were what?" Hermione asked in shock.
"They got into a fight with Draco Malfoy," Lupin said, getting up. "I'll catch the knight bus. I'll leave you two ladies to figure this out. Congratulations both of you on the babies. I must warn you though James fainted when he found out about Harry, so be careful."
"Thank you Remus," Ginny said as she showed Remus to the door. As soon as he left, Ginny turned toward her husband, while Hermione was trying to deal with Ron.
"Now I want you two to tell me why you thought getting into a fight with Malfoy was a good idea. You're lucky Dung thought to call Remus before anyone from the Ministry came."
"We were protecting our daughter's honor I'll have you know," snapped Harry. "Malfoy and his spawn are not getting anywhere near our little girl."
"That's right mate!" Ron said as he kissed Hermione sloppily and then knelt down and talked to her stomach, "Daddy's going to make sure no randy wizards get anywhere near you ever. If your grandpa even knew half the dreams I had involving your mother when I was in school he would have taken her out of Hogwarts quicker than .. . somethin.'"
"Ronald Weasley!" scolded Hermione.
"What? I did have dreams about you, good ones too! "
Hermione blushed brightly, "That's not the point. The point is you attacked Draco Malfoy while you were half pissed."
"We weren't half pissed!'
"That's right!" Harry yelled toward them before turning to Ginny. "We were completely pissed and I'd do it again in a heartbeat love."
Harry swung his arm around Ginny and pulled her closer for a kiss. Quickly Ginny placed her hand on Harry's lips.
"Before you even think about that you're getting a sobering charm and I want you to tell me what exactly you did to Malfoy, not that he probably didn't deserve it."
Harry made puppy dog eyes at her, before sighing. "All we did was turn him into a ferret," he said in a small voice.
"We might have bounced him up and down the street a bit," Ron said in a slightly ashamed voice.
"Yeah, and George might have accidentally turned him pink," Harry added, "but that was a mistake. He was just trying to clean up where Fred threw up on him."
Hermione and Ginny just shook their heads. They were trying to look angry, but in fact, they were trying not to laugh. That would just encourage them.
"Honestly Ron I don't know why I thought we were ready to have a baby! I'm just going to have that much more work to do taking care of you and her!" Hermione scolded.
"''Mione, don't be mad," Ron pouted, tears forming in his eyes. "I was just trying to be a good da. I was protecting Katharina. I don't want her to have to put up with anything Malfoy-ish. I love you both so much."
Ron gently placed a kiss on Hermione's lips as a tear ran down his face. "Please forgive me 'Mione. I don't deserve you. Maybe you do belong with Victor bloody Krum. I bet he wouldn't have gotten into this mess. He could give you anything you wanted. He could --"
"Never be you," Hermione said shaking her head. "Ron I love you. You're bloody idiotic sometimes, but you mean well. Come on. We're sleeping in the spare bedroom tonight."
Ron's face lit up as Hermione grabbed his hand. "Do we have to sleep?" he asked in a husky tone.
"Just cast a silencing charm Hermione," Ginny laughed.
"Ginny don't encourage him!" Hermione yelled back from the darkened hallway.
Ginny smiled as she looked toward the hallway. Suddenly Harry's arms enveloped her, and he nuzzled her neck placing butterfly kisses on her. She relaxed into him for a second before sighing and turning around.
"Before you get any ideas Mr. Potter –"
"Too late I've already got a couple!" he snickered.
A smile crept onto Ginny's face as she shook her head. "Harry, I'm going to give you a sobering charm as soon as we hit the bedroom. I won't have you paw at me just to stop and throw up in the loo, then come back and expect a kiss."
"I don't paw at you. Sirus pawed at women. I am Prongs Jr.!" he said proudly trying to stick his chest out as far as it could go. "We, we . . . well I'm not quite sure what deer do, but it's not pawing."
A chuckled escaped Ginny's lips, "For the sake of my sanity and because I know you'll have too much of a headache after the charm to explain it to me then, please repeat why you got into a fight with Malfoy."
"He's son isn't getting within a country of our daughter! I'll kill 'em! You should see what Gred and Forge are working on for me! It's going to be great! No suitors here!"
Ginny took a sharp intake of breath. Good lord my brothers are involved in some hair-brained scheme with my husband, she thought.
"Harry, if we do have a girl she is not going to appreciate you being too overprotective of her as far as boys are concerned. Trust me I know," she said sternly. "Second of all whatever you and my brothers have cooked up better not be dangerous or get me or you in trouble at the Ministry and third of all we might have a boy. Did that thought ever cross your mind?"
Harry shook his head and pulled Ginny down on the couch with him so she was again sitting in his lap. Harry put his head down to listen to Ginny's heartbeat and his hand on her stomach.
"She's going to be as beautiful as her mum, with wild auburn hair and a wonderful smile that lights up the room. She'll be a great seeker and might even play for the Cannons if Ron has anything to say about it," he said softly before his voice took a harder edge. "And no randy wizard is getting within 100 feet of her and she's not dating until she's 30 and only then by boys preapproved by me and after a chastity charm has been cast."
"Harry," Ginny said in an aspirated tone. "You can't stop her if she wants to go out with a boy before she's 30,"
Harry looked up at Ginny. "I defeated Voldemort didn't I? Couldn't be much harder than that."
Ginny let a giggle escape and maneuvered off Harry's lap. Reaching a hand down to help him up she smiled, "Come on let's get to bed. We'll talk about it in the morning, and there will be no chastity charms cast in this house."
Disclaimer: Sorry this has taken so long. I'm trying to get a house. I'll try to update quicker. Thanks. 1111111111111111111 1111111111
Ginny Potter looked up at the clock in the den, as she put another blanket around her sister-in-law, Hermione Weasley. Her husband's hand, as well as all of her brothers, except Bill, remained at the setting 'You Don't Want to Know.' She sighed. Sometimes she was glad that Fred and George put the settings on the Potter clock, but then again she wished she knew exactly were her husband was.
It was three thirty in the morning. Hermione had long ago fallen asleep, nearly crying about how Ron wasn't back yet and how at seven months along it was possible for her to go into early labor. Ginny wasn't sure if it was the hormones or what, she just hoped that she didn't get like that in a few more months.
Ginny looked around the house quickly. Harry and she had bought it a few months after they were married. It was just a small house, but it had three bedrooms and two loos. It had one fireplace, which was protected by a vast amount of wards. They were a bit out in the country, in fact most people had to portkey or use the knight bus to get there if they didn't know how to drive a muggle car.
Suddenly there was a loud knock at the door followed by a few loud bouts of laughter. Grabbing her wand as a precaution, Ginny crept toward the door. Taking another fleeting glance at the clock, she noticed that Ron's, Harry's and Remus's hands were all pointed at the setting 'our house.' Feeling a little less apprehensive, she pocketed her wand.
"Remus, do you have my husband and no good brother out there with you?" she asked through the door.
"Yes, and you better help me Gin," came a tired answer. "I don't know how much longer I can handle these two idiots. They're almost as bad as James and Sirus, and I think I'm getting way too old for this."
Smiling, Ginny undid the wards and opened the door. There stood poor Remus Lupin, trying to hold up not only her husband, but Ron as well. Ron's hair, which had grown a bit longer over the years hung down in his face, while Harry was squinting to see who exactly he was looking at. His glasses were sitting in the pocket of his robes. Ron then swung his head up revealing a black eye, while Harry turned his head revealing a large bruise.
"What in the world happened?" she asked loudly in shock as she helped Harry to the couch.
"It's a good thing Dung called me," Lupin said as he crossed into the house and deposited Ron too on the couch in the living room. "These two idiots got into a fight with Malfoy."
"Malfoy was at the tavern?" Ginny asked as she bent down to see to her husband's bruise. As she tenderly touched her hand across his cheek, Harry's hand shot up and captured hers. He smiled and nuzzled his cheek closer to her hand.
"I loooove you Gin," he said slurred, before pulling her into his lap. He put one of his hands on Ginny's belly. "And I looove the baby."
"We know Harry," Ginny said softly, smiling at him. "But why did you get into a fight with Malfoy?"
Remus let out an amused snort. Ginny turned to him, to see him almost ready to explode into laughter.
"Our daughter is not dating a ferret!" Harry yelled, causing Ginny to jump.
"What Harry?"
Harry moved her off his lap and onto the couch beside him. "Our daughter is not dating a Malfoy! I won't allow it! I'll kill the smary bugger if he looks at her the wrong way. Thinking improper things about our daughter."
"That goes double for my Katharina!" shouted Ron, smiling.
"Harry, I don't think Malfoy would want --"
"What's going on in here?" came the groggy and slightly irritated voice of Hermione as she walked out of the bedroom.
"''Mione!" Ron said happily before clumsily jumping off the couch and rushing to her. "You are more beautiful every day. I do love you more than mum's tators, even with the beef gravy, more than chocolate frogs, more than ––'
"Good Lord, you're pissed again aren't you?" she said sternly.
"Completely!" said Harry joyously.
"What happened to your eye? Were you fighting?" Hermione asked concerned as she looked at her husband's face, before putting her hands on her hips and asking sternly, "What did you do?"
"We were hunting ferrets," said Ron and Harry in unison.
"You were what?" Hermione asked in shock.
"They got into a fight with Draco Malfoy," Lupin said, getting up. "I'll catch the knight bus. I'll leave you two ladies to figure this out. Congratulations both of you on the babies. I must warn you though James fainted when he found out about Harry, so be careful."
"Thank you Remus," Ginny said as she showed Remus to the door. As soon as he left, Ginny turned toward her husband, while Hermione was trying to deal with Ron.
"Now I want you two to tell me why you thought getting into a fight with Malfoy was a good idea. You're lucky Dung thought to call Remus before anyone from the Ministry came."
"We were protecting our daughter's honor I'll have you know," snapped Harry. "Malfoy and his spawn are not getting anywhere near our little girl."
"That's right mate!" Ron said as he kissed Hermione sloppily and then knelt down and talked to her stomach, "Daddy's going to make sure no randy wizards get anywhere near you ever. If your grandpa even knew half the dreams I had involving your mother when I was in school he would have taken her out of Hogwarts quicker than .. . somethin.'"
"Ronald Weasley!" scolded Hermione.
"What? I did have dreams about you, good ones too! "
Hermione blushed brightly, "That's not the point. The point is you attacked Draco Malfoy while you were half pissed."
"We weren't half pissed!'
"That's right!" Harry yelled toward them before turning to Ginny. "We were completely pissed and I'd do it again in a heartbeat love."
Harry swung his arm around Ginny and pulled her closer for a kiss. Quickly Ginny placed her hand on Harry's lips.
"Before you even think about that you're getting a sobering charm and I want you to tell me what exactly you did to Malfoy, not that he probably didn't deserve it."
Harry made puppy dog eyes at her, before sighing. "All we did was turn him into a ferret," he said in a small voice.
"We might have bounced him up and down the street a bit," Ron said in a slightly ashamed voice.
"Yeah, and George might have accidentally turned him pink," Harry added, "but that was a mistake. He was just trying to clean up where Fred threw up on him."
Hermione and Ginny just shook their heads. They were trying to look angry, but in fact, they were trying not to laugh. That would just encourage them.
"Honestly Ron I don't know why I thought we were ready to have a baby! I'm just going to have that much more work to do taking care of you and her!" Hermione scolded.
"''Mione, don't be mad," Ron pouted, tears forming in his eyes. "I was just trying to be a good da. I was protecting Katharina. I don't want her to have to put up with anything Malfoy-ish. I love you both so much."
Ron gently placed a kiss on Hermione's lips as a tear ran down his face. "Please forgive me 'Mione. I don't deserve you. Maybe you do belong with Victor bloody Krum. I bet he wouldn't have gotten into this mess. He could give you anything you wanted. He could --"
"Never be you," Hermione said shaking her head. "Ron I love you. You're bloody idiotic sometimes, but you mean well. Come on. We're sleeping in the spare bedroom tonight."
Ron's face lit up as Hermione grabbed his hand. "Do we have to sleep?" he asked in a husky tone.
"Just cast a silencing charm Hermione," Ginny laughed.
"Ginny don't encourage him!" Hermione yelled back from the darkened hallway.
Ginny smiled as she looked toward the hallway. Suddenly Harry's arms enveloped her, and he nuzzled her neck placing butterfly kisses on her. She relaxed into him for a second before sighing and turning around.
"Before you get any ideas Mr. Potter –"
"Too late I've already got a couple!" he snickered.
A smile crept onto Ginny's face as she shook her head. "Harry, I'm going to give you a sobering charm as soon as we hit the bedroom. I won't have you paw at me just to stop and throw up in the loo, then come back and expect a kiss."
"I don't paw at you. Sirus pawed at women. I am Prongs Jr.!" he said proudly trying to stick his chest out as far as it could go. "We, we . . . well I'm not quite sure what deer do, but it's not pawing."
A chuckled escaped Ginny's lips, "For the sake of my sanity and because I know you'll have too much of a headache after the charm to explain it to me then, please repeat why you got into a fight with Malfoy."
"He's son isn't getting within a country of our daughter! I'll kill 'em! You should see what Gred and Forge are working on for me! It's going to be great! No suitors here!"
Ginny took a sharp intake of breath. Good lord my brothers are involved in some hair-brained scheme with my husband, she thought.
"Harry, if we do have a girl she is not going to appreciate you being too overprotective of her as far as boys are concerned. Trust me I know," she said sternly. "Second of all whatever you and my brothers have cooked up better not be dangerous or get me or you in trouble at the Ministry and third of all we might have a boy. Did that thought ever cross your mind?"
Harry shook his head and pulled Ginny down on the couch with him so she was again sitting in his lap. Harry put his head down to listen to Ginny's heartbeat and his hand on her stomach.
"She's going to be as beautiful as her mum, with wild auburn hair and a wonderful smile that lights up the room. She'll be a great seeker and might even play for the Cannons if Ron has anything to say about it," he said softly before his voice took a harder edge. "And no randy wizard is getting within 100 feet of her and she's not dating until she's 30 and only then by boys preapproved by me and after a chastity charm has been cast."
"Harry," Ginny said in an aspirated tone. "You can't stop her if she wants to go out with a boy before she's 30,"
Harry looked up at Ginny. "I defeated Voldemort didn't I? Couldn't be much harder than that."
Ginny let a giggle escape and maneuvered off Harry's lap. Reaching a hand down to help him up she smiled, "Come on let's get to bed. We'll talk about it in the morning, and there will be no chastity charms cast in this house."