recap:
A month later, in the early morning of Monday, Harry and Ginny Apparated back to their house.
"It's good to be home," said Harry as he levitated the suitcases upstairs.
Ginny couldn't answer. She pressed her hand to her mouth, ran to the loo, and vomited.
"Ginny?" said Harry. "Are you alright?"
Happiness
"Yeah, I'm fine…I had a few cramps in my stomach lately but I didn't think it'll get to that…" said Ginny.
"Are you sure? Maybe you should go to a healer?" asked Harry in concern.
"I think I'll Floo Hermione," she said. Hermione was a healer in St. Mungo's in the children department.
Ginny walked to the fireplace and called 'Weasley Residence!' her head popped in Ron and Hermione's living room.
"Hermione?" she called to the empty lounge. Hermione hurried downstairs as she heard Ginny's voice.
"Ginny? What's wrong?" she asked
"Listen, Hermione, when do you have some free time? I need a healer,"
"Why?" asked Hermione in a concerned voice "What's wrong?"
Ginny looked uneasy "Well, I have cramps in my stomach for about a week now and I threw up this morning,"
Hermione's brow furred, "Ginny, when was your last period?"
Ginny paled "It was supposed to be two days ago...you don't think…" Hermione smiled
"Why don't you go to healer O'Connell?" Hermione asked kindly
"Who's healer O'Connell?" Ginny asked, puzzled.
"She's a gynaecologist, and a famous one at that. Don't tell me you never went to a gynaecologist?" said Hermione in outrage.
Ginny looked sheepish and turned red "I didn't".
Hermione shook her head in disbelief "Well than, I'll tell her you'll come…let's see…about nine tomorrow?" Ginny nodded again and her head disappeared.
"Well?" asked Harry anxiously "What's wrong?".
Ginny looked at Harry could she? She didn't want to give Harry false hope…he had hoped for a real family for a long time, and if she's not pregnant, she'll take that away from him.
"She told me to go to a healer tomorrow at 9," Harry nodded and kissed her gently.
Harry and Ginny lied on their bed, exhausted after the unpacking and reorganising things for the whole day. Harry stroked Ginny's face. "You are so beautiful," he whispered.
"Thank you Harry," she smiled and kissed him square on the mouth. "Harry?" she mumbled suddenly
"Mmm?"
"Is there anything you want in your life?" Harry looked at her oddly but answered the question.
"Well, don't get me wrong or anything, I'm very happy with you but…no drop it it's stupid," he said and drew patterns on the sheet.
"No, tell me Harry, what is it that you want?" Harry looked up
"Well, I just hope we'll have a baby…" he mumbled and continued to draw patterns. Ginny lifted his chin.
"I promise I'll grant your wish," she said smiling. Harry suddenly had a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"You better," he said and began to tickle her.
"Harry…oh my god…Harry…stop…," she gasped for breath.
"Do you promise we'll have a baby?" he asked. Ginny nodded "Very well than," he kissed her "Good night".
"Night baby," she said.
In the morning, Ginny woke up by a particularly painful cramp in her stomach. She took a few deep breaths until the pain was gone and kissed Harry's forehead "Baby…time to wake up…" she whispered in his ear.
Harry groaned in respond. "Harry," Ginny said in a sharp voice "If you won't wake up this instant you can forget about your sex life!" Harry's eyes flew open in fear. But when he saw her eyes were glinting in mirth he groaned again.
"That was nasty," he said.
"What are you going to do about it?" she asked suggestively.
"I will have to punish you," he said and pulled her into a kiss. Ginny broke the kiss quickly to run to the loo and vomit.
"Ginny? You okay?" Harry asked while pulling her hair away from her face as she vomited again.
Harry was becoming a bit scared. She was retching every time he was kissing her. Maybe it is some allergic to him?
She nodded weakly "We'll see what this is about today. Do me a favour and please make some breakfast," he nodded and kissed her head.
When she entered the kitchen, Harry was just putting the plates on the table. He looked at her and smiled "Feeling any better?"
Ginny nodded and looked at her plate; Harry made her a salad and a boiled egg. "I thought you'd want a light breakfast. You don't need to upset your stomach," he said.
Ginny's eyes filled with tears; what did I ever do to deserve him? She asked herself.
"Hey, why are you crying baby? Do you want a normal breakfast?" he asked, perplexed .
Ginny shook her head and hugged him "Thank you," she said softly. Harry stroke her head.
Harry and Ginny finished their breakfast. Harry apparated to work while Ginny took the knight bus to go to St. Mungo's. She didn't know if apparating and flooing is good for an unborn child and she didn't want to take chances.
"Well, here goes nothing" she muttered and entered healer O'Connell's office.
"Hello Mrs Potter," said healer O'Connell. She had dirty blond hair that was tied in a ponytail. Her eyes were brown and sparkling with happiness.
"Hello," said Ginny .
"Well, what did you come here for?" she asked gently.
"Well, my period is late, I have cramps in my stomach and I'm sick in the morning…do you think I'm pregnant?" she asked quickly.
The healed smiled and pulled out her wand "Only one way to find out Ingravesco!" blue light erupted from the healer's wand and circled Ginny's stomach. After a few seconds, it changed its colour to gold. The healer smiled.
"Congratulations Mrs Potter, you are pregnant," Ginny gasped and touched her abdomen.
"Are you sure?" she asked.
"I would certainly hope so, unless I want to get fired because I don't know my stuff," she said smiling.
Ginny smiled weakly. So it's true, how do I tell Harry?
"Okay now Mrs Potter, I suggest you to brew a stomach calming draught and drink it every night before you go to bed until our next meeting which will be two months from now. I suggest you to bring Mr Potter along; it'll be a physical check as well."
"Is it safe to apparation and Flooing?" she asked.
"It is safe to apparate in the first four months or at least until your stomach grows. As for Flooing, I am afraid not. It's too risky."
Ginny couldn't stop smiling as she walked to Hermione's office. Fortunately, Hermione was alone.
"Hermione?" she called. Hermione snapped her head up.
"Ginny? What did the healer say? Are you pregnant?" she asked quickly as her usual self.
Ginny smiled and nodded. Hermione gave a squeak of delight and ran to hug Ginny. "Oh, Ginny! This is wonderful! Harry is going to be so glad!" Ginny nodded in agreement.
"I know! I'm so happy!"
Ginny didn't quite know, years later, how she was able to pass the day without telling Harry. But when they were in bed, going to sleep Ginny couldn't help herself any longer. Harry was stroking Ginny's soft cheek and Ginny closed her eyes but opened them again seconds later.
"Harry?"
"Mmm?"
"We need another room."
Harry shot her a confused look "But Ginny, we have three extra rooms, why do you need another one for?"
"But I want this one to be attached to our room."
"Why?" asked Harry, startled.
"Because, silly, we need a nursery."
Harry blinked. Once, twice. He lifted himself on one elbow and blinked again. His eyes became hopeful. "Ginny?"
"I'm pregnant Harry," a smile appeared on Harry's face.
"Really?" he said, his voice betraying his emotions.
Ginny nodded and Harry gave a whoop of delight before kissing her. Ginny broke the kiss a long time later.
"Better go to sleep," she said Harry still had a silly grin in his face. And Ginny giggled.
"Night love," she said closing her eyes.
"Night Gin, Thank you," he said sleepily. Ginny's eyes opened
"There is nothing to thank me for. You did your part and now I'll do mine," she said but found out that her husband was already asleep with a goofy grin on his face. She chuckled and kissed his forehead.
Harry woke up early the next day to find himself in an extremely good mood. It took him a few seconds to remember what he's so happy about. And when he did, his smile almost cracked his face.
He got out of bed and looked down at his sleeping wife once more before shutting the door as quietly as he could. He crept down the stairs and pulled a cup out of the closet.
He whipped his wand out of his pocket and tapped on the cup twice so steaming coffee poured out of his wand. He took the now full cup and sighed happily.
He's going to have a real family now. A son or a daughter he could give them anything he didn't get while he was a child. He sighed again.
This was one of these moments he thought about what his parents or Sirius would have said to him.
A movement near the door caught his eyes. Ginny was standing in the kitchen's door and rubbing her eyes in a very adorable way. Just like a child out of his bed thought Harry.
"Morning love," said Harry and got up to give her a quick kiss. "What do you want for breakfast?" she yawned and smiled.
"Just a toast and a pumpkin juice please," she said in a childish voice. Harry chuckled.
He made himself bacon but as soon as Ginny smelled it, she fled to the loo. Harry sighed. Ginny came back few minutes later a little flushed but definitely awake.
Two owls came through the window and Harry recognised one as Errol. The other one had the Daily Prophet in his beak.
"Mom says she is doing a welcome back party for Bill and Fleur," Ginny said.
Bill and Fleur got married six years ago and their two daughters forced them to travel to California for a summer vacation.
"When?" asked Harry.
"Tomorrow evening. You know, we could probably tell them about our announcement tomorrow," Harry smiled broadly before engulfing her in a loving hug.
"You have no idea how much I love you," he said.
"Oh, I think I have an idea," she said mischievously.
"You do?" he asked in mock surprise. She nodded and kissed him.
"Is that how you love me?" she asked playfully.
"Not even close," he said, his eyes still closed. She kissed him again, a lot more passionately this time. They broke the kiss gasping for breath.
"Now?" she asked slyly.
"Getting close," he said, "Well, as much as I'd like to continue this lovely talk, work calls," he winked and apparated.
Ginny sighed in content and apparated to Diagon Alley. She needed a few new dress robes. She walked into Madam Malkin's, and was immediately attacked by a young woman.
"Hello, welcome to Madam Malkin's, miss," she said in a sugar sweet voice that made Ginny's stomach cramp.
She struggled not to touch her stomach in surprise. The cramps were a little less frequent since the vomiting began.
"Hi. I'm looking for some everyday robes," she said.
"Of course miss…?" the sales girl asked.
"Ginny. Just Ginny please," the sales girl narrowed her eyes.
Ginny and Harry decided during their honeymoon to avoid mention their last name unless it was absolutely necessary. While Harry's face was very familiar, a few knew about their wedding. Or so she thought.
The girl showed her a few robes and Ginny took three regular black robes, two maroon ones and one emerald green dress robes.
"Anything else Ginny?" the girl asked. Ginny hesitated.
"Yes…uh…you see…uh…I'm pregnant so…" the girl squeaked.
"Don't worry miss! If you'll pick your robes tomorrow, we will be able to put pregnancy extention charm. It's only two sickles per robe."
"Yes, do that please," Ginny said, put the money on the counter and left for the apothecary shop. The girl picked the money from a copy of last month's "Witch Weekly's" and gasped.
Molly Weasley sat in her chair at the Borrow when an owl soared through the window. It carried the latest addition of the "Witch Weekly's". She opened the magazine and gasped.
IS HARRY POTTER IS ABOUT TO BECOME A FATHER?
By Taylor Woods
Harry Potter, who recently got married to is about to become a father. An anonymous letter which reached the Witch Weekly's confirms Ginny Potter (until recently Weasley) was watched shopping for pregnancy robes in Madam Malkin's.
"The girl refused to use her last name," was written in the letter, "but I immediately recognized her as Harry Potter's wife."
We send our regards to the happy family.
Molly got up and after regaining her breath picked up some Floo powder and tossed in into the fire. "Prongs's Family" she called.
Her head popped up in the living room's fire where Ginny was calmly sitting and reading a novel.
"GINNY WEASLEY!" she screamed. Ginny yelped and fell from the chair on her bum.
"Mom!" she cried "I got married you know, it's Potter now…"
"I know you got married! How else could you get pregnant!"
"WHAT?" yelled Ginny "How did you know that!"
"All of the Witch Weekly's readers know that!"
"But how did they know? Only Harry, Hermione and the healer knows!"
"Never you mind that Ginny! Why didn't you tell me," Mrs Weasley asked in an offended voice, "I'm your mother."
"We meant to tell everyone tomorrow at dinner," she said, eyes brimming in tears.
"Oh," said Mrs Weasley "Look, I'm coming okay?" and without waiting, she pulled her head out of the fire and apparated.
Well, that was quick thought Ginny.
"Now, Ginny dear, what's important during pregnancy is eating correctly. What did you eat for breakfast?" she questioned. Ginny rolled her eyes but answered:
"A toast," she said dryly.
"That's not enough!" Mrs Weasley yelped almost as soon as Ginny opened her mouth. "When you're pregnant, what you eat and drink is the main source of nourishment for your baby! In fact, the link between what you eat and the health of your baby very strong! You need to eat vitamins, calcium, protein and iron! Not just carbohydrates!"
After the quick lecture, that sounded just like Hermione, which left Ginny with an open mouth, Mrs Weasley bustled to the kitchen and made a rich salad, a hard-boiled egg and some low-fat cream cheese.
Ginny ate it all quietly and waiting impatiently for Harry to come home and rescue her. And indeed, ten minutes later Harry popped in.
"Molly! Nice to see you!" said Harry, clearly surprised to see his mother-in-law feeding his wife.
"Harry!" said Mrs Weasley and gave him a warm hug, "How are you dear?" Ginny shot him a pleading look behind her mother's back, clearly wanting to get rid of her mother. Harry gave her a reassuring smile.
"I'm good Molly, what are you doing here?"
"I was giving Ginny advice about eating while you're pregnant," Harry looked shocked but Ginny gave him the I'll-tell-you-later look and returned to the food.
"Well, that's nice of you Molly, but don't you want to help Fleur and Bill? They just got back, maybe they need help with the girls…" Harry said in a strangled voice.
Molly smiled in the mention of her grandchildren "Merlin, you are right as always Harry. Give Ginny vitamins in the morning, not just a bit of toast!" she said sternly and popped out. Ginny sighed with relive and got up to kiss her husband.
"What was that? How did she know you are pregnant?" he asked.
"It was in the Witch Weekly's" said Ginny quietly.
"How did it get to the Witch Weekly's? How did they even know we've gotten married?" he questioned. Ginny's ears turned red – Never a good sign.
"Are you saying that you are ashamed of me Harry? Is that why you didn't want people to know? To embarrass you less?" she yelled and poked a finger in Harry's toned chest.
"What? No!" he said urgently.
"Then why?" she said, tears running down her cheeks. Harry was confused and hurt.
"Because we didn't want to draw attention to ourselves. We wanted to live a quiet life. Raise our children away from the spotlight. To be loved not because of whom I am, because of who they are. Who you are," he said softly and touched her abdomen.
Ginny was ashamed of herself. She knew all of that. She didn't know what caused her outburst and was deeply embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I don't know what has gotten into me," she said quietly. Harry smiled softly and visibly relaxed.
"Don't worry, so you remember all of the times Ron got kicked out because Hermione's hormones?" Ginny laughed a bit. Harry hugged her close.
"It's so good to have you here with me," he said.
"Well, you can't carry a baby yourself now can you? You need me for that," she said.
Harry smirked "I need you for so much more…" he whispered suggestively.
A/N: Thanks i-love-pets and Mrs.Poynter and Mrs.Judd for your lovely reviews. I forgot to say last time but some of my ideas were from a story called 'Vanilla Dreams' by eedoe.