You know it's not mine.

Reviewer replies!

Nutsaboutremus:  I will, and you should be pleased to know that Remus will be in this chapter.

Burgosdamasco:  Of course I'm trying to convert you!  I'm trying to convert everyone to Ginny and Harry!

Kori Bischoff:  I'm glad you're so sure about them falling in love.  Could you explain it to them?

Rachelfan5000:  I'm so very flattered!

Angel:  I will, and thanks!

Evil Muhahahaha:  Thank you kindly.

Sarahamanda:  Read and see…

David M. Potter:  Thank you, I enjoy this story.

Pittsy:  It actually is the main plot to a romance story I have been writing, I just thought it would be fun to play with the Harry Potter gang in this situation.  Harry and Ginny are a trial to me, as are Ron and Hermione.  I outsmarted them this time though.  I started them together!

A/N:  I had to redo this story, and in doing so, I had to delete all twelve of my reviews.  But I replied to all of them in the story before I did it, so those of you who reviewed know I read your reviews and appreciated them very much!  Sorry about that.  You're welcome to review again!!

Chapter Three:

What Do You Mean You're Married?

            It took nearly three weeks for Harry and Ginny to wed, owing to the fact that they had to register and have the announcement posted.  Ginny was miserable.  She was nearly two months pregnant, so she wasn't sure if the nauseous feeling was due to the onset of morning sickness or the fear that her parents or brothers would see the announcement and object, or worse, demand to know what was going on.  She slowly packed up all her belongings, wary of buying a house near her parents.  She was already feeling heavy, she needed to ask her healer about when she would start showing, and also ask about the risk of a multiple birth.  There were twins in her family.

            Harry was always there.  They'd unconsciously begun avoiding her family until after they were wed.  The strain was beginning to show, and he looked increasingly worried.

            They were wed on December 8th, in the Register Office nearest Ginny's rented house.  It wasn't a terribly romantic day, and when they were told they could kiss, Harry merely pecked her cheek.  Tears welled in Ginny's eyes, but she told herself it was merely because of the hormones.

            The house they chose wasn't a small cottage, nor was it a mansion.  It was a large country home, six bedrooms and large rooms downstairs.  The witch who sold it to them said it had been in her family for six generations.  Ginny asked why she was willing to give up something that held that sort of familial tie, but the woman looked at her as though she were afraid to tell, muttered something about it being stolen from another family first, and that was the end of the conversation.  Ginny loved it because of the large, if overrun garden behind it.

            The healer, having been given the details of Ginny's pregnancy, had given her a charm to hide her size for a while, so that her family wouldn't guess her secret.  Harry and Ginny were in knots of fear when they went to the Burrow to inform Molly Weasley.

            Ginny knew the best chance they had was to explain to her mum that they were in love and wanted to wed before the boys had a chance to stop them.  The only time to guarantee finding Molly alone was in the middle of the day.  And that's how they ended up at the back door of the Burrow.

            "Mum?" Ginny called.

            The red-haired matron opened the door and ushered them inside.

            "Harry!  Ginny!   What brings you here?"

            "Well," Ginny said, "we've got a monstrous announcement, and we need your help."

            Molly got them each a cup of hot tea and a plate with warmed sandwiches.

            "How can I help?" she asked without hesitation.

            "Harry and I are married."

            Harry didn't know whether it was a good or bad thing for Molly's face to be so pale.  He was terrified that he would be lynched, but he knew it was the right way to take care of Ginny.  When the woman who was the closest he'd ever come to a mother turned her confused, saddened eyes to him, he wanted to hug her fiercely until she laughed.

            "Why didn't you tell us?" she asked in a small voice.  "Your father didn't get to give you away, and we didn't get to do your wedding.  I didn't even know you two were in love."

            Ginny glanced at Harry for support.  He tried to support her silently, because he didn't think it was good coming from him.

            "Mum, we wanted to be married as soon as possible in order to keep the boys from stopping it.  Harry has practically been in the family for years already, he doesn't need the third degree by my six older brothers.  We needed you on our side, Mum.  I'm only doing it this way so that I can be happy."

            Ginny's words touched Molly.  The only thing Molly had ever wanted was her children's happiness.  Even though she keenly felt her deep resentment for not being a part of Ginny's wedding, she smiled.

            "Of course I will help you."

            Harry was watching her closely and he leaned forward and put his hand on hers.

            "Mrs. Weasley, I want to give a party for Ginny, because we didn't do the big wedding.  I want to invite everyone from the family and our friends, and I need your help in planning it.  I want that, at least, to be something Ginny can have memories of.  Not to mention you and Mr. Weasley."

            Molly knew they were sorry, and that the party was probably a peace offering.  She softened to them and began to see their reasoning.  She nodded after a moment.

            "That's a good idea.  I'll get the boys to dismiss any ideas about torturing you, Harry, but it might be good if you don't tell anyone else, and let your father make they announcement at the party.  That way, Arthur and I will feel like we're more a part of this whole thing."

            "Mum!" Ginny cried.  "You are part of this!  I want you and Daddy to be proud!"

            Molly nodded.  "Well, I won't lie, I am disappointed.  But if anyone were to suddenly join our family without asking first, at least it's Harry."

            The night of the party, everything went beautifully.  Two weeks had past since they had informed Molly, and Ginny was able to stop hiding her morning sickness as much.  She was miserable the night of the party, but she was determined to enjoy it.  She hadn't told Harry that the healer had heard multiple heartbeats.  She'd tell him eventually, but he was doing well to keep one secret.  Ginny didn't want to test him with two secrets…or as the healer told her, possibly three.

            Remus Lupin hugged Ginny as Arthur called for everyone's attention.

            "I just wanted to announce that two weeks ago, my daughter did something that was totally unexpected.  Ginny was married by a justice of the peace.  I think what surprised her mother and myself the most was the person she married: Harry Potter!  While I realize this might have been a shock to most of you, I am now pleased to present my daughter and new son-in-law, Harry and Ginny Potter!"

            Ginny felt tears spring to her eyes at the sincerity Arthur showed.  Her rejoinder became hatred when Cho Chang, who had come as the date of Dean Thomas, leapt to her feet and wailed at Harry.

            "What do you mean you're married?"  Cho began crying loudly.  "I always thought you understood me Harry, and that someday we could be together."

            Harry stared at her in shock.  "What are you talking about Cho?  You've barely spoken to me since my fifth year!"

            "It was too painful!" she snapped.

            Harry floundered, and Ginny took pity on him.  She walked up to his side and took his hand.  The grateful look he shot her was nowhere near enough to balm the knife in her stomach left from Cho's words, but Ginny appreciated it.  With the sigh of a man who was infinitely tired, Harry shook his head.

            "I wouldn't change anything about my life, Cho.  You and I are never going to happen.  I am exactly where I want to be!  If anyone needs further proof: Ginny and I found out this morning that we're already being blessed with a family!  In roughly eight and a half months, we're going to be parents!"

            Ginny ducked her head.  Eight months/six months…that was roughly close.

            Everyone was suddenly surrounding them, hugging, laughing, crying.

Ginny cried when her father announced, "That's the same thing that happened to myself and Molly.  Bill decided to become a person as soon as he could.  Of course, we had to wait a bit to find out, none of these early tests they have now."

She wanted to accept all of the congratulations, but she desperately needed to go to the restroom.

While in there, Cho locked them in and stared at Ginny like she had stolen something of great value.

"How did a plain, boring thing like you bag him?  He's rich, famous, handsome, and one of the strongest wizards this world has ever seen.  You're poor, and probably not very good at pleasing him.  Just so you know, I will get him away from you.  I will be the winner in this little contest."

As Cho unlocked the bathroom door and left, Ginny was left alone, sick, scared and humiliated.