"Please! Please!" I begged Hermione that night
"No Ginny!" she replied firmly "You are almost 3 months on and if you get hurt doing Quidditch and that baby gets hurt then I'll never forgive myself!"
"But I wont! The team needs me! The reserve chaser is rubbish!" I shouted
"Don't raise your voice at me!" shouted Hermione
"You're only one year older than me! You cant rule my life!" I yelled as I flung myself on the bed.
I burst into tears then, exhausted and emotionally flushed.

"Oh Herm...," I sobbed "I need something to hold onto...I need something which I can cling onto of Harry...,"
"shhh," whispered Hermione as she sat down beside me on the bed. She wrapped her arms tightly around my waist and pulled me into her arms so I could cry into her chest...

For a few moments I sobbed into Hermione, holding onto her tightly.
"Gin?" whispered Hermione as I started to stop crying
I nodded slightly and sat up.
"I'll let you play a few games," she replied sighing
"Really?" I asked, wiping my eyes on the back of my hand.
"Yes," she smiled "I know how much it means to you,"
"Thank you Hermi," I whispered as I hugged her tightly and slowly fell into a deep sleep...

It was Saturday quicker than I thought and I hugged all my team mates tightly.
Inside my gut I was terribly afraid but as I mounted Harry's old fire bolt I felt all of my fears leave me. I'd only decided to ride the firebolt for good luck.

"The crowd cheer today and Gryffindor face off in the first Quidditch match of the season against Slytherin. The seeker, David Finch is lined up along with his fellow team mates. Captain, Colin Creevy is shaking hands and for once is NOT holding his camera,"

The crowd let off a slight laugh at this.
"And then there's Ginny Weasly riding the...," the commentator stopped in mid sentence and I gave a gip. "And there's the whole team out there ready to fight to the death! Now, the snitch has been released and Professor Snipe is about to blow the whistle...,"

"And they're off! Gryffindor have the quaffle. Ginny passes to Colin, Colin passes to Harriet a gorgeous blonde if I do say so...,"
"GREGGORS!" yelled Mgonagal
"Sorry! Oh and Harriett scores one! Slytherin have the ball. It's heading towards Jake 2nd year keeper and he...Stops IT!"

"Its neck and neck, 50 points a piece. Gryffindor have the ball...Oh and the Gryffindor seeker goes into a dive! Slytherin seeker follows and she's neck and neck with him! The beaters are following to stop all Bludgers. Slytherin stop a Bludger hitting theirs and it goes flying straight for a Gryffindor chaser...,"
That was the last thing Ginny heard before the Bludger hit her square in the chest.

Ginny went into a spiraling dive and Colin just caught her before she hit the ground.
A loud gasp went through the crowd and at that very same moment, the seeker caught the snitch.

Slowly I opened my eyes.
"Ginny? Can you hear me?" said Colin as he sat beside her.
All the team were crowded round her and she felt ill.
She turned her head and threw up in a bucket.

That night I lay anxiously in the hospital wing bed. Madam Pomfrey was taking tests to see whether I'd lost the baby or not. My head was spinning, spinning so badly that I fell into a deep sleep.

The next day Madam Pomfrey gently shook me awake with a small smile on her face.
"Miss Weasly?" she said gently
I sat up slowly.
"Is it...," I asked quietly
She nodded "The baby's fine,"
I started crying with happiness

Days later I came out of hospital with strict orders not to go back to Quidditch. After the scare I'd had last time I agreed not to go again for fear of my baby's health.

I laid on my bed that night trying to do my homework. There was suddenly a knock on the door and a boy poked his head around the door.
"Hello," smiled Henry
"Hi Henry," I smiled and sighed as I saw Harry in his face again.

"I've got to tell you something...weird Ginny," whispered Henry
"Go ahead," I smiled
"I'm not really who I seem," he whispered