Oh Dear We Are In Trouble
T/N: Still isn't the author.. just the typist. Check me out at WeWantsIt. Enough said. I made a mistake last chapter on this note... you're right... Cho wasn't even in it! Well, here ya go!
Chapter Six: Telling Ron
They laughed around and hung out enjoying each other's company. It was the most relaxed the couple have been since they found out about the baby. Harry and Ginny just lay on the bed, looking up at the celing, which, like the Great Hall, resembled a night sky.
"Can you believe this?" Ginny said, seizing his hand. "We're actually going to be a family."
"Yea, I know," Harry said. "It's like a dream come true."
They had completely forgotten about Voldemort or the Prophecy.
"Well I think they're back now," Ginny said.
"Are you ready to give your brother the shock of a lifetime?" Harry asked.
"As read as I'll ever be," she answered.
As they walked into the Gryffindor Common Room, Harry immediately found Ron and Hermione.
"Hey," Harry began.
"WHAT MATE??" Ron yelled. "You're going to have to speak louder. I seem to have lost my hearing!"
"What's happened to him?" Ginny asked.
"Poor guy," Hermione answered. "He fell victim to Fred and George's No Sound Suckers."
Harry and Ginny knew that they wouldn't be able to tell Ron until he got his hearing back.
"WELL I'M GOING TO BED!!!" Ron shouted, unaware of how loud he was.
As he walked up the stairs to the boys dormitory Harry could hear Ron yelling a good night to Neville who screamed in shock. Just as Harry and Ginny were about to leave, Harry turned around to talk to Hermione.
"I just... wanna... er thank -" Harry began.
"It's okay," Hermione interrupted. "I know and... I know Ron would've been weird about it so I distracted him until you're ready to tell him."
"I thought you were," he said smiling. "One thing still bothers me... how did you know?"
"Every witch knows that you can't harm a pregnant witch!" Hermione said matter of factly.
"Oh... I remember reading that somewhere!" Ginny said. "Must've slipped my mind. But how did you know I could open locked doors?"
"Aren't you ever going to read Hogwarts, a History?" she said annoyed.
Harry and Ginny just looked at each other, dumbstruck.
"Well, when Hogwarts was created, Rowena Ravenclaw was expecting a child, so she enchanted the castle's doors to open at a pregnant witche's touch, even if they were locked so that if she had an emergency she would be able to tell someone." Hermione stated.
"Oh... that's smart." Ginny said.
"Very convenient." Harry added.
"Or not." Hermione said seriously.
"Why now?" Ginny asked.
"It's such a known fact that (you should go read the typist story at Penname WeWantsIt) you can't stun pregnant woman. I think Cho may know," said Hermione sadly.
They all just looked at each other in disbelief.
That night Harry stayed awake thinking about how he was going to tell Ron. "Maybe," he thought, "Ron is permanently damaged so I don't have to... yea right. Fred and George would never invent something like that."
The next morning Harry and GInny found their usual spot in the Great Hall by Ron and Hermione. They were gonna just do it... they were gonna tell Ron everything.
"Ron, Ginny and I have something to tell you," Harry said.
"Well, it's just gonna have to wait," Ron said, looking up. "The post's here."
Above the Great Hall hundreds of owls were flying dropping packages and letters to students.
"Oh no," Harry thought, "Please no howlers."
He looked at Ginny who was obviously thinking the same thing. To their relief no howlers came, not even a letter from Sirius. Hermione got a copy of the Daily Prophet, which Ron now held in his hands.
"Hey, Harry, you're on the front page!" Ron exclaimed.
Hermione what this meant at once and tried to distract Ron.
"Ron, why don't you help me with -"
"Hold this, Mione," Ron said. "I wanna read this."
"No," Ginny yelled trying to snatch the paper, but it was too late, he was reading out loud.
"The boy who lived is now the boy who lives, another tale. Harry Potter, 17, has stunned the world with his bravery while defeating You-Know-Who last summer, has yet again found himself facing another dilemma...fatherhood. And who may you ask the mother? None other than Ginny Weasley, Harry's best friend's little sister. To see more information see page 10."
But Ron had had enough and thre the newspaper on the floor and started to turn as red as his hair.
"IS THIS TRUE?!" he shouted at Harry and Ginny. "IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED TO TELL ME?!"
"Ron!!" Ginny said. "We're getting married!"
Harry thought this would make Ron feel better, on the contrary, he seemed madder.
"HOW PLEASANT!" he yelled.
"Ron... stop it, you're making a scene." Hermione yelled.
"I'll make a scene if I want to!" he yelled back.
All of the faces in the Great Hall were looking at them.
"Wait," he said. "You aren't surprised. YOU KNEW!"
"Ron, calm down!" Hermione said, but he ignored her.
"Ron... I'm sorry but we're getting married, we're trying - " Harry started.
"Who says I want a bastard like you for a brother!?" Ron interrupted.
"Ron!" Ginny screamed.
Ron rushed out of the Great Hall as Harry followed. Ginny was about to follow them but Hermione held her back. Once outside Harry tried to talk to Ron.
"Oh, c'mon, Ron," he said. "You knew we were serious!"
Ron kept walking and talking to Harry but would not look at him.
"My baby sister Harry!" Ron said. "As if Cho wasn't enough for you!"
"That is not fair Ron!" Harry said defensively. "Never bring up Cho again!"
"Why couldn't you tell me?" Ron asked. "The decency to ask me."
"Oh, nice little chat that would be." Harry said sarcastically. " 'Hey Ron... How'd you do on that test... by the way, I was wondering if I could shag with your sister tonight."
When Harry said that, Ron turned around.
"But she's my sister!" Ron shouted. For the first time in their entire friendship, Harry was actually scared of Ron.
"Hermione is like my sister and you don't hear me getting all tipsy on you, so don't be a hypocrite!" Harry shouted.
Ron turned around. Harry thought that Ron was going to pull out his wand, but he didn't. He did something Harry would've never suspected. Harry saw Ron's fist coming straight at his face, but was too shocked to move. It hit his face with such a force that Harry was pushed down to the floor. There was a long period of silence before Ron spoke.
"Harry... I'm so sorry." he said, helping him off the floor.
"Ouch, Ron, that hurt," Harry said, very annoyed, but acting as though Ron had done it on accident.
"I'm so sorry, Harry... I don't know what came over me," Ron said, wide eyed, brushing the dirt off Harry's clothes.
"It's okay, Ron," Harry said.
"No it's not!" Ron interrupted. "I'm always saying that you belong with Ginny and that I always wanted you as a brother, but when I see that it has happened, here I am giving you the ole', one, two."
"Ron.. it's okay, but um.. just tell me, have you got that out of your system?" Harry asked, smiling.
Ron nodded. "Never again mate."
As they walked to the Gryffindor common room (so Ron could get some fizzing whizbees and chocolate frogs) Harry told Ron about the prophecy.
"I'll do what ever I can mate!" Ron said. "I'd fight with you till death."
Harry was so glad to have his best friend by his side.
As they walked through the portrait hole, Harry saw Ginny and Hermione already sitting there, waiting for them. As Ginny saw Harry she gasped. Harry didn't know why until he felt a gash on his cheek from where Ron's knuckles were.
"What in Merlin's name have you done to him!?" Ginny yelled at Ron as she swept past him to get to Harry.
"We've made up," Harry told Ginny. She grabbed both of them and hugged them tight.
"In Ron's defense, I did kind of deserve it," Harry said.
"yea, but it will never happen again," Ron said. "Unless Harry starts fancying one of our brothers."
"I dunno," Harry said laughing. "I've always had a thing for Bill." he was cracking up now, as was everybody else.
"Nah.. that's more of a Draco thing," Ginny said, her sides aching with laughter.
"Yea, what's with him?" Ron asked.
"I dunno," Hermione cut in. "I think ever since his father ran away 2 years ago, he's been... himself, if you know what I mean."
"You don't think that he's -" Harry began.
"I dunno" Ginny said, "but he offered giving me 'mommy and me classes'."
The room was full of laughter for a good 20 minutes. Then Harry heard a tap on the window.
"Hedwig!" he said excitedly as he opened the window to let her in.
Harry took the parchment from Hedwig's leg and she flew to the owlery. It was a letter from Sirius.
Dear Harry,
I don't know what to say... Congradulations? Yes I knew about the Prophecy. Dumbledore told me over summer. Try your best to keep up your grades, but remember that there are more important things now. You are more like James than you'll ever know, so you'll be fine. Keep me updated.
Sirius
P.S. I didn't send a howler, but heads up, Molly did.
"Well, he took it well," Ginny said happily.
"I wonder how Mum will," Ron said.
The four of them went to class. Harry said goodbye to Ginny as she went to her DADA class as he, Ron , and Hermione went to Potions. Harry was having a good day until Snape came over to him.
"Well, well, well, Mr. Potter," Snape hissed. "Can you read?"
"Yes, sir I can," Harry replied.
"Well can you read me the third ingrediant."
"It says - oh," Harry said realizing he had forgot to add three drops of dragon's blood.
"Maybe next time you'll focus more on your school work than your very dramatic personal life." Snape said.
He turned away and muttered, "So much like your father... the next generation of fools is on it's way."
Harry was just about to stand up and say something until he heard somebody else do so.
"Professor, that was rude!" Draco said.
The whole class turned around. Draco, defending Harry? Snape was also caught off guard.
"What has gotten into you Malfoy?" he asked sounding scared.
"I just don't think it's fair to talk about Harry's personal life in class." Draco said. "It's very irrelevant and not to mention mean."
"Mr. Malfoy, I don't wanna have to do this... but you leave me with now choice. Ten points from Slytherin." After saying this Snape went back to his desk and did not speak for the rest of the class.
When class ended Harry and Ron and Hermione went to Hagrid's Care of Magical Creatures Class.
"Today ye'll be learnin' with crumple horned snorlacks... jess transfer 'em into their cages and feed 'em these here... earthworms." Hagrid said.
Harry found this lesson to be quite enjoyable. Shorklebacks were really friendly and easy to care for, Harry even saw Draco cuddling up with one of them as if it were some sort of puppy.
"Er, Harry can I have a word?" Hagrid said.
"Uh sure Hagrid," Harry answered, placing his shorkleback into it's cage.
"How're you holdin' up?" Hagrid asked concerned.
"Er... I'm fine. The worse is yet to come, I guess." Harry said.
"Well, I jes' wana let yeh know that I'm here for yeh... if yeh ever needin' me." Hagrid said in a fatherly voice.
"Thank you Hagrid," Harry answered touched by what Hagrid said.
After class the three of them walked down to the Great Hall for dinner and met up with Ginny. They were all laughina dn having fun until Harry saw something soaring towards him.
Errol, the Weasley owl landed (rather thudded) on the table where Hermione's soup was. Everybody was laughing as the bird tried to not burn itself, but Harry was too busy looking at the mail he had just received. Ginny and Ron looked too, Hermione gasped. The letter was in a scarlet red envelope and Harry knew exactly what it was. A howler. Another odd thing was that it was addressed to both Harry and Ginny. They opened it apprehensively. They watched as the letter got up and started to scream in their faces in the voice of Mrs. Weasley.
"HOW DARE YOU TWO!! GINNY WEASLEY YOU ARE SIXTEEN YEARS OLD! HARRY POTTER, AFTER ALL I'VE DONE FOR YOU! YOU TWO HAD BETTER GET MARRIED! I AM KEEPING YOU ARE THE BURROW OVER CHRISTMAS BREAK SO I CAN KEEP AN EYE ON YOU! YOU GUYS HAD BETTER STRAIGHTEN YOUR ACT UP! AND I MEAN IT NO MORE FUNNY BUSINESS!!"
Harry and Ginny watched in horror as the letter tore itself in pieces then blew up.
"Um... she seemed absolutely delighted," Ron said.
"Does she not know about the prophecy?" Hermione asked.
"I guess not." GInny answered.
"I reckon Dumbledore will tell her." Ginny said.
They looked up at Dumbledore who was tying up a letter to Errol's leg.
They all decided that it was late and went to the common room. Everybody was talking about the new baby.
"What are you going to name it?" Colin Creevey asked.
Ginny and Harry looked at each other, they hadn't thought about that.
After the millionth question of who will it look like, Harry decided that it was late and that he wanted to go to bed.
"Okay, that's enough." Harry said, waking Ginny up. "Time for bed."
T/N: That's all your getting for a week!!!!!!!!! My wrist hurts like a BITCH!!!!!!!! ARghhh I really don't wanna type this anymore.
