A/N: Sorry this one is REALLY short! I was going through the last one and this one to get them as corrected as I could without a beta, when I noticed that this chapter was exactly the same as the last one. I do not know what happened to the original chapter this one was. Nor do I even remember what this one was about, I am so far ahead from this one that re-writing this one was a bit tough. Being many things that have happened in later chapters have not happened yet so I had to make sure I did not reference them. So this is a relatively safe chapter that won't mess up or give away the future. G Hope it's okay being I just wrote it. LOL! - Lauren
CHAPTER 43: Morning Sickness and Mood Swings
Summer was approaching, finals were closer then ever and things were not going well...for anyone. Life loved a good laugh and was surly rolling on the group hysterical right about now.
Ginny stared at the inside of her toilet in her new rooms. She hated this toilet already having spent more time with it, then with her husband in bed. (Pull your minds out of the gutter!) Before she could contemplate getting back up she was throwing up again. Harry walked in blurry eyed and carefully held his wife's long red hair back, and conjured a wet rag which was place on her forehead. The sickness passed and the two returned to bed.
Morning began early, with children to feed, studying, classes and teaching there was no time for simple things normal couple got to do like kiss, and not jut those pecks on the cheeks as they raced off to there next job. Longing looks were given to each other from across the room as they worked on patients in the hospital wing, or worked on there hundred page assignment given to them an hour before, due the next day.
An invisible bucket only Harry and Ginny could see followed Ginny around to catch any unexpected bouts of sickness. Ginny could not wait to talk to Pomfrey to get a bottle of the anti-sickness Potion she new Harry was very fond of.
Presents began to fly in from people all over the world wishing them a happy baby. Mood swings began quickly and this only made her cry or rage in anger. On one hand she wanted to buy her own things for her baby, on the other she had lived in poverty for so long, generous gifts like these were blessings in the past. Everyone got the same thank you note regardless, no one had time to write individual letters.
Students had begun to avoid Ginny when they could. The mood swings were so quick and often that no one but Harry new when they had changed. Moreover, Harry could not be around to help save her students from the detentions with Filch. Sometimes he would use his deputy headmaster status to help kids who truly did not deserve the detention, and would often broach that subject with Ginny while she was in a good mood.
Thus life went on, it always would.
CHAPTER 43: Morning Sickness and Mood Swings
Summer was approaching, finals were closer then ever and things were not going well...for anyone. Life loved a good laugh and was surly rolling on the group hysterical right about now.
Ginny stared at the inside of her toilet in her new rooms. She hated this toilet already having spent more time with it, then with her husband in bed. (Pull your minds out of the gutter!) Before she could contemplate getting back up she was throwing up again. Harry walked in blurry eyed and carefully held his wife's long red hair back, and conjured a wet rag which was place on her forehead. The sickness passed and the two returned to bed.
Morning began early, with children to feed, studying, classes and teaching there was no time for simple things normal couple got to do like kiss, and not jut those pecks on the cheeks as they raced off to there next job. Longing looks were given to each other from across the room as they worked on patients in the hospital wing, or worked on there hundred page assignment given to them an hour before, due the next day.
An invisible bucket only Harry and Ginny could see followed Ginny around to catch any unexpected bouts of sickness. Ginny could not wait to talk to Pomfrey to get a bottle of the anti-sickness Potion she new Harry was very fond of.
Presents began to fly in from people all over the world wishing them a happy baby. Mood swings began quickly and this only made her cry or rage in anger. On one hand she wanted to buy her own things for her baby, on the other she had lived in poverty for so long, generous gifts like these were blessings in the past. Everyone got the same thank you note regardless, no one had time to write individual letters.
Students had begun to avoid Ginny when they could. The mood swings were so quick and often that no one but Harry new when they had changed. Moreover, Harry could not be around to help save her students from the detentions with Filch. Sometimes he would use his deputy headmaster status to help kids who truly did not deserve the detention, and would often broach that subject with Ginny while she was in a good mood.
Thus life went on, it always would.