Do I own the HP world? You bet your buns I don't.

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"OH MY GOD! The aurors will be here any minute!" Sky was frantic. A month had passed, my stomach was showing quite a bit, and everyone, and I mean everyone, was there. Sky, Keefer, Bobby, Ty, Jack, Rex, Hugh, Bell, Peter, Vic and Hellen. With me. And our luggage. Lots of luggage. We had no clue how long this was going to take, and since we weren't going to be allowed to leave the hotel where this was all going down. And it would all be differentthan the normal wizarding trial so there wasno way of having any clue what was going to happen.The whole court thing against the Death Eaters seemed a little pointless to me, they were all guilty. I suppose this was just to find out how guilty each one is. Very guilty. I promise you, they are. "Wait!" Was that my voice? Judging by the looks, it was. "I don't want anyone to know. About my pregnancy. What if they try to get me back? They'll try and visit...and...be around me...and...Oh Merlin, help me now..." I was five months along right then, and just then I thought about how big I was. Big and round. Like a beach ball was under my clothes. A beach ball that I did not like to be touched, yet everyone felt the need to. As if to make sure there was a fetus in there, not that I was just bloated. "I'll get your sweatshirt!" Sky decided.
"I show when I put on my sweatshirts. I'm too big." I pouted in response. It was aggravating.
"Wear one of mine!" Keefr decided, pulling a sweatshirt out of one of the many suitcases. The shirt was huge, like I said before, Keefer is a huge guy.
"Hate to complain, but I'm hot, all the time. It's like I live in an oven. Wearing that sweatshirt might kill me..." I was complianing, but I had good reason. "Then we'll lie! We'll make the place freezing, I'll think of something to tell them." Sky was one determined lady. I could tell by the way she decided on all of this. And then the doorbell rang.

"How'd you know to ring the bell?" Hellen answered the door, and therefore asked. Over the past month everyone had been cramming on the wizarding world, even me, getting used to what we would all be living in for who knows how long. The aurors were both tall, young, and a little surprised at this greeting.
"Oh, well, we're both from muggle families...are you Ginny?" the one with slightly darker hair than the other asked.
"No, there is no Ginny. C'mon, we're just about ready." Hellen led them all the way to the group of us. They both looked a little uncomftorable. "Are all of you coming!" the other auror asked, shocked again. "Yes, and the dog. And you should be informed that all the rooms we go in must be at least 40 degrees farenheit. My husband has a rare condition and if he gets too warm, well, I don't like to think about it." Sky said all of this, and her voice started off strong, but as she started talking about Keefer's 'condition' her voice got softer. She wasn't distracting enough, the darker haired auror started looking around, and noticed my hair, which is still the Weasley shade of red. Luckily, Vic saw him do this and instantly grabbed me for a huge hug.
"I'm gonna miss this house so much!" he started fake sobbing into my shoulder. I straightened him up so that he was standing right in front of me. Vic's a head taller than me, so I was completely blocked by him. All that was visible of me was my hands on his upper arms. "Me too!" I sobbed, burrying my face in his chest, he then put his hands over my hair, so that my hair was hidden.
"They'll need a minute, why don't the rest of us get the bags." Ty stepped in. He's so good at stuff like that. The large group, minus Bobby, grabbed some luggage and headed out the front door.
"Quick! Go get a hat!" Vic instructs, but I shake my head.
"I don't want to look even more suspicous. They'll just have to wonder about the hair. At least I look different in the face, fatter, different make up. My freckles are gone." I calmed myself down saying all this. Vic grinned at this, I had been the only one in the house with freckles and had been thrilled when they finally faded away. "We better get out there." Vic finally said, grabbing the last bit of luggage. He looked me over, and smiled slightly. The shirt I was wearing hid my stomach incredibly well.

"You okay back there? Ahahaha!" "Yes, Stewart, we all feel quite...cozy." Sky told this to the darker haired wizard, apparently she had learned their names. She had a way of doing that, learning names, and learning about people. I was sitting on Keefer's lap, and he was holding me tight. We were on a bumpy ride and I could tell that he was concerned. Hellen was on Vic's lap, Bell on Peter's. Bobby was sitting on Sky, who was sitting on Ty. Rex, Hugh, and Jack were all sharing a small seat, and they didn't look happy. It was a rather large car, but the aurors had refused to share the front seat with anything but the luggage that hadn't fit in the trunk. I was giggling and swearing enough to make a sailor blush the entire way to the train station, making my family laugh quite a bit.

When we arrived at the train station we were all put under the sleeping spell. Under the condition that it was light enough that if anything was happening that we wouldn't want to happen while awake happened, we would wake up. I made them test it three times before it happened for real. I don't know how long the ride was, apparently the inn we were staying in had been relocated from where it usually was, so that no one would know where the trial was. It might have taken forever, or it might have been two minutes away. I'll never know. And I also don't care. We all woke up in the train. The aurors were a little rude about it, shaking us awake. Thankfully I was past the part of the pregnancy that involved vomitting every morning. The one I believe to be known as Stewart laughed at me, said something about how I'm cute when I sleep, and then I nearly did throw up. He quickly apoligized when Ty got him in a headlock. Ty is a morning person, and a violent one at that. The inn we were staying in was huge on the outside, breathtaking. It had a courtyard in the front, with several tables. The flowers were gorgeous. The lobby had quite a few big, velvet couches. The room was painted red, with the couches matching, but not in that tacky way. What I liked best about it, the room was freezing. No one looked happy besides my group. Keefer wasn't bothered by the cold, he was naturally hot blooded and prefered to be cold. I walked up to the front desk to start checking us all in.
"Name?" the man working the front desk was dressed in red robes that matched the decor. He didn't bother to look up from his work at me, he was rather snooty.
"Ginny Weasley..." that name did not come out of my mouth. I turned to see a slightly disturbed Harry staring at me, his eyes big. "No, Rowena Ann Wellington-Riggs." I glanced at Harry like he was a madman before turning to the snooty desk man. "Which is it?" Mr. Snooty asked, sounding slightly bothered.
"Ginny Weasley!" Harry insisted before I even got my mouth opened to object.
"No! Rowena Ann Wellington-Riggs! Don't make me say that again! I have a long name!" After I said my name I looked at Harry and pointed my finger at him in a slightly threatening manner. As threatening as a small, secretly pregnant woman could be.
"There's no Ginny Weasley listed." Mr. Snooty drawled.
"Check Ginerva Weasley!" Harry insisted. I rolled my eyes as he shot me a look.
"I'm sorry he's making you go through all this, it should be under Wellington or Wellington-Riggs." I sounded so sincere that I almost believed myself. Ha. I knew what I was doing, I was torturing Harry. Mr. Snooty was just a bonus.
"It is, Wellington family. Mrs. Riggs, here is your key. These are muggle keys, I hear your family is...different." Mr. Snooty came so close to sounding nice, but then lost it in the end.
"Call me Ro." I told him as I snatched the keys.