A/N: I own nothing I don't even think I own this message. I only own Christine and Casey. But really I am not making a profit from this so there is no real use of doing this message is there? Any way if you are one of the few people who read this message please review or else I'll forget to update.

Warning: This chapter deals with really tough issues. Like rape. It doesn't describe it. IT only mentions it. If you don't like do read thanks.

A little thing called

Chapter eleven

A little thing called disaster

Ron sat at his desk, he hated Monday especially when you've told your team mate that you liked her...well loved her.She sat to the side of him. Her hand was working over time writing all the facts and figures for the sport report that she was to send to the Daily prophet.

Ron glanced down at his watch, only one more minute. Until 'Operation win heart' was in full swing.

Just then a man walked into the room holding a bunch of long steamed thornless red roses.

"Is there a Miss Mandy Le'Fai here?"

Mandy raised her pretty head.

"That's me."

"Sine here, here, here, and initial here."

She did and read the note that was attached.

Roses are red,

Violets are blue

Ron's a stupid git

But he's in love with you.

P.S: Would you like to have dinner sometime?

Mandy looked over at Ron whose ears were bright red and was whistling pink panther's theme song.

She got up and stalked over to him.

"Ron are these from you?"

Ron picked out the card and read it.

"It sure looks like it. You like?"

"So your trying to bribe me into dating you?"

"No it's call romance."

"No it's call Ron trying to get an easy shag."

"Mandy, please don't be like that." Ron pleaded in a whisper.

Mandy looked down at him and dropped the flowers into the bin. With a few easy steps she was back at her desk writing away.

Ron looked down at his feet. Time for plan B.

"She was scared." Debated George as he started to stack the shelves. "She thought I was going to leave her first."

"But she still left."

"So did Hermione, and you forgave her. I have forgiven her, now you forgive Christine and then we can go back to what ever we were doing."

"Work?"

"That's the stuff." George gave his twin big puppy dog eyes.

"Fine, ok. I forgive her."

"Yay! Family hug!"

"I think you've got stupider since you've been with Christine." Fred laughed as he put the final packet of Extendable Ears on the rickety shelves.

"Yeah, you still love me, don't you?"

"Oh yes bobo I still love you."

"I love you Fred." George said playfully as he swang his arms out wide.

"I love you George." Fred said the same way.

They hugged.

Someone laughed.

They turned around and saw Christine standing there.

"Brotherly moment, move out of the way." Said George before he picked her up and swang her around.

"Hey Fred." Christine said shyly.

"Hey Christine." He hugged her and did the same thing that George did to her.

"Be careful, she's carrying my children." He said putting his hands on his hip doing a very good impersonation of his mother.

"Children?"

"Yeah you brother thinks I going to give him boy twins, and his going to name them Fred and George. So people can say the Weasley twins have returned and they can give Flich trouble." Explained Christine rolling her eyes.

"Ah, good idea."

"What if they are girls? What if I don't have twins?"

"Well if girls will call them Georgina and Fredericka. And you will have twin." Said Fred smiling as he punched his brother's arm.

"Cause we say so." George said finishing off his sentence.

Christine rolled her eyes and smiled.

"So Fred how wasHermione's bed the other night?"

Casey and James sat on the roof of Harry's apartment. They had just worked out that Rena was Ginny's daughter. They where just sitting there in shock.

"I cant believe it." James muttered for the hundredth time.

"I know." Muttered Casey. She had often thought of the fact that if it wasn't for Christine she would have been up for adoption.

James wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"At least she has us, right?"

At that moment James realised what he had just done, quickly he dropped his arm and turned back to the view of the muggle city.

"Yeah, but I hardly know her."

"She likes you though."

Casey smiled cheekily.

"Do you like me?" She asked slyly.

James blushed a dark red.

"Yeah you're a great friend."

'FRIEND! FRIEND! IS THAT ALL YOU COULD SAY!?' James mind yelled.

"Cool." She muttered not actually liking his response. "So are we going to wait here till Rena sends us an owl?" Casey asked as she turned her head just in time to collide heads with James who's lips were puckered up.

They both went red.

Casey made some feeble attempt at an excuses and left.

"Yep. I am doomed." He muttered angrily as he chucked a stone into the window of the next doors apartment.

"Shit."

James ran into the Apartment not wanting to get caught.

Rena sat at The three broomsticks. Her heart was racing. She was finally going to get some answers to these questions that have been bugging her all these years. She was going to meet her mother, and if everything went well she was going to ask her if she could move in with her. The woman she now refused to call mum, was in hospital, she was sick almost dead. Rena knew that. But once she's gone who will love her? Take care of her.

Rena looked at the window and took in her reflection. She wondered how much she looked like her mother.

She wondered if her mother's family would love her.

If her mother would love her.

All of these thoughts plagued her mind.

Then she saw her.

Long-ish red hair, brown eyes. Rena looked just like her.

She turned and saw Rena. She smiled.

Rena stood from where she was sitting.

"Mum?" She whispered as the woman moved closer to her.

"Rena?" Tears fell from her eyes.

Rena flung her arms around her.

Tears both falling from each others eyes.

"I love you." Ginny whispered into Rena's ear. "I loved you since I gave birth to you. And it ripped me apart giving you up for adoption."

"It's Ok." Rena sat back down at the table.

She had felt a bond with her. For the first time Rena felt full, complete. All thanks to her mother.

"So tell me about your self." Ginny started. "Do you like Quidditch? Are you in Gryffindor? What's your favourite class? Are you friends with and Weasley's or James? Do you have a boyfriend?"

Rena smiled.

"I love Quidditch, I'm a chacer. I am in Gryffindor. My favourite class is Transfigurations. I'm only really friends with James, Peter and Albert, other wise known as the Weasley twins. I don't really get along with Paige. And I don't have a boyfriend. I would like one, but no such luck."

"Oh don't worry you'll get one." Ginny laughed remembering her time at Hogwarts.

"So, what about you?" Asked Rena looking at her mother.

"What about me?"

"Do I have half brother or sisters? Do I have a step dad? Where do you work?"

"No I never got married or had any other children, I'm not seeing anyone either. And I'm a Healer at St. Mungo's. I would really like to show you my family. If you want. I understand if you don't I mean you have a loving mother, I'm just someone who gave birth to you—"

"Actually I don't get along with my 'mother'" Rena added quotation marks. "I was thinking maybe I could move in with you?"

Ginny looked shocked.

"Ah…what does she think about it?"

"She is sick almost dead. And that's the only reason why she let me find you. I've been trying for years."

"Ok…when do you want to move in?"

Rena's face lit up like a Christmas tree.

"When ever you want."

"Do you want to move into my flat or would you like to buy a house together?"

"What you want."

"How's this." Said Ginny as she grabbed her daughters hand. "You move into my flat, ok, and then we can go looking for a house."

"I would love that. Are you sure you want me to move in?"

"Yes." Grinned Ginny.

Hermione sat at her desk. She was reading a letter her daughter sent Christine but Christine handed to her.

Hermione peered over the parchment and looked at her friend, who was positively glowing.

"Bad aim. Harry would be so disappointed." Laughed Hermione as she handed the letter back.

"Yeah it's funny though."

"Amusing. But do you remember your first kiss. I remember mine."

"Was it Fred?"

"No George."

Christine's face dropped.

"Ok a bit Awkward for me here." She muttered.

"No it was truth or dare. They dared me to kiss Fred but I kissed George my mistake."

"Oh ok. Right. A little bit better. I think. Ok. Moving right along. My first kiss was with—"She trailed off.

Hermione smirked remembering Christine's best friend from Australia and how he was madly in love with her.

"Oh really."

"It was kiss chase."

"How old were you?"

"Fourteen. But that's besides the point." She hit her fist on the table."It didn't count."

"But then you dated him."

"Then I did. So yes it does count."

"So is he coming to your wedding?"

"Don't know, we haven't spoked about it."

Hermione nodded knowing how the past couple of days have been on her.

"But what I came here for not only to humiliate your daughter but to ask if you, my dearest of all friends, would you be my bridesmaid?"

Hermione clapped her hands over her mouth.

"Yes. Of cause."

"Really? That's Great."

Christine got up and walked to her job, which she hasn't really being doing much for.

Hermione rolled her eyes. Her best friend hated the job she was best at. Deep down Hermione knew once she, Christine, had her baby that she would become a-stay-at-home mum. She was like that when Casey was born.

Hermione relaxed in her chair as she finished her article.

Finally her friends life was normal. Well as normal as Christine and George's life could be.

"Honey, I'm home." Said George as he swang open the door to their apartment.

"That's original."

George turned and saw Christine cooking.

"What are you doing?"

"What does it look like? I'm making dinner. And it's almost done."

George peered over into the pan.

"Don't worry, my mum taught me how to cook this."

"Was she a good teacher?"

Christine turned to George and pushed him gently away from the oven.

"Ok, my love, this is meant to make up for what I did the other day. So sit down while I serve out this spaghetti."

"You don't need to make up for the other day."

"Yes I do."

Christine put a bowl of paster in front of him.

George took a mouth full.

It was actually good.

"Does that answer your question?"

George looked up at her.

"Sure dose your mum, great teacher."

"Casey why do you have a bruise on your head?" Asked Fred looking at his daughter.

"I ran into a wall."

"Really?"

"People say I am your daughter."

Fred lifted an eyebrow.

"Anyway, my love, I saw my dad today," started George with his arm wrapped tightly around Christine's body as they sat in front of the fire place, "and he says you've done to much for him as it is."

"Oh Ok. Did you tell him that I'm pregnant?"

"No I know you want to wait a couple of weeks."

George kissed the top of her head.

"George we need to talk about what's going to happen in the next couple of months."

"Ok. Well I was thinking we could have a small wedding at my parents place…or something."

Christine smiled.

"Why don't we have just before everyone goes back to Hogwarts?"

"That doesn't give us long."

"I know. But I can take some time off work."

"So can I."

"Will your mum be alright with the wedding at her place?"

"She will be. Ok also I was thinking maybe we could bye a house near my parents, so we always have a babysitter."

"Why George, aren't you full of ideas."

"Yes, Yes I am."

"Do you want to write the gest list now or later?"

"We may as well do it now. Then we can play later."

Christine kissed George.

She drew a line down the middle of the page.

"Ok George, I'll write down you family. Now what about that guy, who you were friends with at Hogwarts Lee-Jordan."

"Nah no. He isn't a mate anymore."

"What happened?"

"He and my ah…I really don't want to tell you this story."

Christine gave him puppy dog eyes.

"I was dating this girl…Katie Bell…I was going to ask her to marry me but I found her straddling Lee-Jordan."

"Oh."

"They moved to Scotland. And now are married."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be because if it wasn't for that. I wouldn't have met you and I would be this happy."

"Really?"

"Of cause."

"Well then I think we should just have family coming to the wedding then."

"But you only have Remus."

"Not blood but I do have some friends that are like family, is that ok."

"Sure is." He kissed the top of her head again.

"Thanks. Now your best man-"

"Fred."

"Ok that's easy."

"Are you going to have anyone to give you away?"

"I'm working on that."

George tilted her head up and looked into her hazel eyes.

"Are Remus and Sirius coming?"

"They'll be invited, but if they want to come they can."

George kissed her again.

"Anyway my sweet." Started George running his fingers through her hair. "Now you can have children, how many do you want?"

"I've always wanted a big family."

"Dam it looks like more sex for us."

"What a shame."

George picked Christine up.

"We better practice."

Ginny sat at her desk, as she re-read her letter to Draco Malfoy.

To Draco

This is going to be hard to say, but I don't want to see you anymore. I have a daughter, which your Uncle raped out of me. I am going to be a mother to my thirteen-year-old girl and being a mother I have to be responsible, and make right decisions. You are not one of them.

It was funny when we had to baggage.

Ginny.

P.S We'll always have our memories.

Ok a short Chapter I know please don't tell me that's a short chapter. I have realised that I have about two or three chapters left of the fic that 181 people love. OH YEAH!

For the first time I'm going to finish a fic that hasn't taken me all year to do. So I deserve a pat on the back. Hahaha. Ok.

Um I hoped you all like the Ginny Rena thing. The reason why Rena hates her 'mother' is because she wouldn't let her find Ginny until she was almost dead.

Ron will get the girl I hope. But he's just so stupid that why we love him so.

Who here wants a little bit of Ginny/Harry acting? Speak now or forever hold your cheese.

Ok.

Please Review.

Chris-black

PS: Once I've finished this I'll start on the sequel if you want.