Ginny has been pregnant for a week and six days.
I'm sorry that my chapters are short but I really have been busy, it's not just an excuse, really!
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"What is this?" Ginny asked herself.
There were all sorts of pictures and even hair in there.
"Why does this look familiar?"
Suddenly an image of Harry yelling and crying leapt into her mind. She took out her wand and muttered the newly discovered memory charm. If you point the wand to your head and say 'remumis' and focus on what you want to remember it will instantly come to your mind. That is exactly what she did.
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"What the hell is this?" A yell rang through the halls of headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix.
"Not again," Hermione sighed.
"What is happening this time?" Ron groaned.
"God knows what," Ginny said wearily.
It was her sixth year in that school. Meaning that Ron, Hermione and Harry will never go back to Hogwarts after this year ends. They were all sitting in Hermione and Ginny's room just spending time together. No one knew if it'll ever happen again.
"What type of stupid joke is this?" Harry's deep voice scram. They heard heavy footsteps and the door slamming.
"He is always mad, he really needs someone to talk to." Hermione said.
"He won't talk to us Hermione, what can we do?" Ron asked.
"I don't know," Hermione sighed again.
Normally if Hermione ever said that everyone around her would tease her until she casts a bad spell on someone. Her specialty is turning a person into a she male. That is turning a person into both male and female. But no one felt particularly
'Hermione always know what to do," Ginny thought. 'Now she doesn't, no one does, even Dumbledore.'
'What the hell?' alarms went off in Ron's head. 'She has to know what to do. She's Hermione the brilliant and beautiful witch. She is always together and always knows everything. It makes everything we are fighting for seem hopeless if she doesn't know what to do. I…I'm scared.'
'I always have the answer to these sort of things.' Hermione pondered. 'They depend on me. How could I fail them!'
"This isn't fair!" Hermione stated.
Ron and Ginny looked at her in surprise.
"We are seventeen year olds and we are worried about saving the world! We are not supposed to be like this! Harry is supposed to be a popular pervert along with Ron. I'm supposed to be the self righteous bookworm and Ginny you're supposed to be my best friend where I keep on asking you about…well…you know."
"Harry pervert?" Ginny asked.
"Think about it, James Potter was quite popular and we all know Sirius was quite up himself, and it didn't help that he was, I can't believe that I'm about to say this, very good looking. Harry would have grown up in those…um…conditions to it is feasible that he would be a horny git. And Ron would have been his best friend no matter what."
"What makes you say that you wouldn't be our friend?" Ron asked in a weird voice.
"Well we only became friends because you two saved my life. If Voldermort never lived or went evil there wouldn't be any life risking adventures."
"I would have eventually noticed that you were a bea…" Ron almost said beautiful. "Err…great person."
Hermione just smiled. 'Oh Ron,' she thought. 'You have fail to notice that I'm in love with you."
"Well there is no point in talking about something that has never happened or what is fair or not. Do you think it's fair to put the weight of the world on one teenage boys shoulders? No it isn't. That's that." Ginny said.
"Your right," Hermione agreed sadly.
"Come on, if you feel like this you're giving you know who what he wants. We are going to survive this, we all will die old, wrinkly, gray people, warm in our beds." Ron said this dramatically.
Hermione smiled. "I knew I shouldn't have let you watch Titanic." (The speech Jack made to Rose when she was on that board and he was in the water.)
"That movie was so sad." Ginny commented.
"See, this is what we are supposed to be talking about," Hermione said. "Not saving the world."
Ginny sensed that Hermione wanted Ron to comfort her.
"I'll go and see what Harry is doing," she made up. She got out of her comfortable chair and went outside.
Once she closed the door she sighed. Hermione was right. It shouldn't be like this. Especially Harry. He shouldn't have to face, no, kill the monster trying take over the world. He is only seventeen damn it! The only thing that should be on his mind is sex. And maybe the exams.
"The guy who has to save everything on this planet has potions homework due after the holidays!" Ginny laughed to herself.
She started to walk down the hallway. She had no idea to where she was going. After walking around aimlessly for a couple of minutes she stopped in front of Harry's room.
'Should I?' she debated. Suddenly she heard sobs.
"Harry," she called out as she opened the door. Immediately the sniffling stopped.
Harry stood there in the middle of his room holding a tin can. His hair was more disheveled than usual. His glasses were practically hanging off his nose and his room was a mess. He quickly threw what appeared to be a tin can on his bed.
'He was probably pacing before I got here,' Ginny guessed.
"What are you doing here?" he asked in a hard tone.
"Don't talk to me like that!" Ginny said angrily. Harry just stood there. No one talked to him like that.
"What are you doing here?" he asked in a civil voice.
"It's a free country." She replied.
Harry grunted.
'That's it!' Ginny decided. "What the hell is your problem?"
"Look your just going to attract more
attention so could you just close the door."
Ginny stepped inside the room and closed the door.
"I meant you go outside and close the door," Harry clarified.
"I don't care."
"What do you want?"
"All I want to know is what the matter is. That's all."
"Nothing."
"You always say that! Look Harry I'm worried about you. I've heard people with these problems who end up cutting themselves and dieing. I don't want that to happen to you!"
"What the hell would you know? You have been living in an almost fantasy with your almost perfect family and friends."
"Well it would be your almost perfect family if you didn't mope and lock yourself in a room twenty four seven!"
"You don't understand!"
"That's what I'm here for, we all are," Ginny explained in a gentle voice.
"But…but…but…" Harry stuttered.
"But what?"
"There isn't any point in me telling you. You won't get it. You haven't been through what I have."
"Maybe not but I've been through at least a fraction of what you have been through."
"Remus gave me an heirloom," Harry sat down on his bed.
"What's wrong with that?" Ginny asked as she walked closer to Harry.
"It doesn't make sense."
"What?" Ginny gently prodded.
"He gave me a tin can," Harry told her.
"Huh?"
"An old biscuit can." Harry explained.
"Why don't you open it?" Ginny suggested.
Harry ignored Ginny's 'isn't that obvious' tone. "I know that."
"Then why aren't you?"
Harry froze. "I dunno."
"You're scared aren't you?" Ginny smiled sadly.
"No I'm not!"
"We all are. Hermione is beside herself." Ginny sat down next to Harry.
"I'm not scared. I'm not a wimp." Harry said irritated.
"Being scared doesn't make you a wimp. It makes you human." Ginny put her hand on top of Harry's and squeezed it lightly. "Are you scared?"
Harry nodded. "More than ever."
"I know it sounds stupid but just before Ron, Hermione and I were talking and Hermione said that she doesn't know what to do. It just made me shrivel up inside."
"Hermione always knows what to do. Her saying that makes this whole war seem…"
"Pointless." She finished for him.
"Yeah," Harry laughed.
"Open it. See what's inside."
Harry took the can and opened it. He put it on his lap and stopped. "I don't know what's in here. I don't know if I want to."
"Harry I've known you for a long time. The curiosity is killing you." Ginny put her Arms around his neck and put her head on his shoulder.
Harry pulled the lid off. There were pictures, messages and a few weird plastic things. But on top of everything was a note that said
'Dear: Harry
I won't keep the letter long because if you're anything like Prongs you hate reading. This is just a bunch of stuff that I saved and collected things that will tell you about our days at Hogwarts. I hope you enjoy it.
From your idol/role model/hero/the best person in the world/god father
Sirius'
"Remus gave me another letter a few weeks ago, Sirius wrote it a few months before he died." Harry told Ginny.
Harry's heart stopped at the pictures he saw in there. He couldn't help it. The tears spilled over his eyes. He hugged Ginny and he started crying.
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Ginny's heart stopped beating when she saw that almost half the things in there were of her.
"He loves me," Ginny repeated to herself.
"Ginny what are you doing here?" Harry asked.
Ginny turned around in surprise.
"Harry, I…" She put the can back in its place.
"Well?"
'Tell him NOW!' Her mind yelled.
"Harry I," Ginny started.
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