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"Harry dear, how are you?" Molly Weasely greeted with an ever present warmth n her voice.

"Very well Mrs. Weasley" Harry replied with a smile as he gave her a hug.

"Nonsense Harry, how many times do I have to ask you to call me Molly or Mum?" Molly returned the hug greedily as she said this. Ever since Arthur's death, she had thrown herself into the lives of her surviving children, Harry especially, whom she considered to be a son eve though he wasn't of blood. And if her suspicions were correct, tonight would be the first step in him becoming a legal part of the family.

She guided him into the kitchen and sat him down next to Bill while she prepared supper. She had wanted them to be at the Burrow because she felt that he might be proposing tonight. She was hesitant to admit that she was a little disappointed when he hadn't proposed on Ginny's birthday last week but knew it was coming tonight. Call it mother's intuition if you will. She watched out of the corner of her eye as Harry and Bill interacted while Bill fed his six month old daughter Bethany.

"Hullo Bill, hi Beth!' Harry cooed at the baby who just gurgled happily at Harry before turning to her attention back to avoiding the spoon her father kept shoving towards her face. They both missed and Bethany ended up with strained carrots all over the side of her face much to the distress of both father and daughter.

"Hi Harry, how are things at the Ministry?" Bill asked absentmindedly as he wiped orange mush off Bethany's face with her bib.

'Things are good, quiet, but good. How about things with you" Harry replied. He watched as Bill got frustrated with Bethany's playful tactics and handed the jar of baby food and the spoon over to Harry and Harry took over Bethany's feeding. For some reason, Bethany always did whatever Harry wanted her to, much to the frustration of her adoring parents.

'Fleur was thinking of stopping by sometime during the week to say hello with the kids." Bill and Fleur had married in Harry's seventh year and were quickly adding to the growing Weasley population. Their first, Annette Francesca, was roughly about 27 months old, just over two years old and born just after Voldemort's downfall. David Charles, their second, was born ten months later and currently 17 months, just over a year old. Bethany came eleven months later and was so far the baby of the family, although everyone was just waiting for Fleur and Bill to announce anther pregnancy. All three children had their mother's blonde hair and veela features but shared their father's warm brown eyes and Weasley freckles.

"Tell her I'd be happy to have her stop by." Harry smiled at Bill finishing with Bethany's feeding. "How are things at Gringotts?"

Bill frowned.

"I had wanted to talk to you about that, we found something that we think might be of some interest to you. I don't know how or why it got there, but all we know is that it's extremely valuable." Bill looked rather contemplative about it.

Harry was cut off from answering when he heard a set of footsteps heading their way.

Bill smiled at Harry. "I'll tell you more about it later."

Bill handed Bethany a stuffed hippogriff to keep her occupied and got up to help his other with getting dinner ready as Ginny entered the room. Harry felt his jaw drop slightly as he looked at the love of his life. She was wearing a light yellow sundress that clung in all the right places. It had been a gift from Fleur for her birthday last week and Harry sent a silent thank you to whoever was listening that Fleur had chosen hat particular dress. Her hair fell down in beautiful waves around her face and Harry felt himself fall in love all over again when she started to walk towards him.

"Well Mr. Potter, are you just going to gape at me all night?' Ginny giggled and teased him. He blushed and quickly got up to greet her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her gently but poured his soul into it. She sighed as he pulled away and led her to the table.

"You look amazing Ginny" Harry said, never taking his eyes off her. She blushed and kissed his cheek soaking in his scent.

"You don't look too bad yourself" Ginny mused. She noticed how his muscles weren't as noticeable in this particular shirt and couldn't help but be disappointed. Harry's physique had slowly improved over the years through his bout of Quidditch at Hogwarts and his training for the war, as well as the actual fighting n the war. Ginny blushed as she thought of what Harry looked like without a shirt on. She was brought back to earth by Harry laughing at Bill's reasoning for being home, his mother's cooking being better than Fleur's.

"Don't laugh Harry; you've never had to try her cooking! I felt bad leaving Annie and Davie with her but they were napping and they're bloody annoying when you wake them up." Bill's response only met with more laughter from Harry which eventually Bill joined him in. Ginny smiled as she watched the exchange.

"Breathe love" Ginny reminded Harry and he started to calm down. He took Ginny's hand in his and rubbed it with his thumb as he held it and talked to Bill.

Molly brought out the dinner to applause provided by Bethany as everyone laughed at her gleeful face. 'Not yet love, you're a little too young" Bill told the infant who pouted at the word no. Harry was still surprised at how smart Bethany was for just being 6 months old.

The dinner progressed without incident and everyone pitched in to help with the dishes. Once they were, Molly shooed Harry and Ginny out of the house to enjoy the warm August night. The couple found a bench and sat watching the sunset. Ginny rested her head on Harry's shoulder and sighed as he put an arm around her.

"Ginny, I have something to ask you-"

"Harry, I have something to tell you-"

They laughed as they spoke at the same time.

"You first" Harry said politely.

"No, you go first" Ginny said sitting up and facing him.

His face became serious as he slipped his left hand into his pocket and took Ginny's in his other. Taking a deep breath, he looked into her eyes and began.

"Ginny, I love you with all my heart. You are the most important thing to me in the world. I can't imagine my life without you in it. I thought I would never get to this point, never thought I would get through the war with Voldemort. But I have, and I want to give you what you deserve." He took the ring box out of his pocket and slipped down to one knee in front of her. 'Ginevra Molly Weasley, will you be my wife?" he opened the ring box and watched as her tear filled eyes widened in disbelief. She gasped and her free hand flew to her mouth as she viewed the ring. In the middle was a brilliant white emerald cut diamond with three small rubies on each side on a thin gold band.

It was too much for her. She didn't know what to do. She ran towards the Burrow not noticing the stricken look on his face as she ran, tears streaming down both their faces.

Her mother called her name worriedly as she slammed the back door and ran up the stairs. Sobbing she closed her bedroom door. Why was she acting like this? It was a beautiful ring and a perfect proposal. She loved him with all her heart and wanted to marry him without a doubt. So why did she run? She couldn't even answer the question. She walked over t her window and sat in the chair that she kept in front of it. From there, Ginny could see Harry's slumped form as he wept. Ten minutes passed and she watched as Bill's figure made his way to where Harry was sitting and sat down with him. She couldn't tell if they were sitting in silence or not but twenty minutes later they got up and hugged briefly. Bill kept his arm around Harry and steered towards the house and Ginny's heart rate picked up.

Not long after she heard a soft knocking n her door. "Come in" she called out wearily knowing full well who it was.

Harry timidly opened the door and walked in, closing it and leaning against it. All traces of tears were gone from his face and it looked cold. She could see the sadness in his eyes and what seemed like frustration, confusion, pain, and anger as well. She flinched at the last emotion and looked down at her hands. He didn't move or say anything and how much she wished he would.

"I'm sorry Harry, you are all I could have hoped for" she said willing herself not to cry, not now, not in front of him.

"But what?" Harry asked coldly. His tone of voice sent the ears to silently fall despite her attempts at holding them back. He had a right to be angry with her, but she wished he didn't. Looking up at him, she saw his features soften for a moment before he hardened them back up again.

"I don't know Harry! I guess I can't, not until you know everything" she broke down and Harry made his way over and knelt down in front of her taking her hands in his.

'What's wrong Ginny? We can get through it" he said softly. She mumbled something that he couldn't quite hear.

"What?" he asked, prompting her to tell him.

"I'm bloody pregnant! Happy now?" she exploded getting up and standing at the window.

"Pregnant?" Harry asked weakly, gently sitting on her bed. She didn't answer him and he tried to grasp what she was saying. Pregnant? Pregnant! He was going to be a father! He got up and wrapped his arms around Ginny with a smile.

"Will you still marry me?" he mumbled into her hair. She turned around with tears n her eyes ad nodded as he kissed her.

"Now we only have two more problems. Telling my family and telling the Ministry that it's Assistant Minister is having a child out of wedlock" Ginny said as she pulled back.

"Shit"

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Author's note; This one's a bit longer, hope you like. Thanks to my first three wonderful reviewers! Cookies to all!