Chapter 13: Can't Half tell you're a Weasley...

(10 weeks preganant)

The next couple of weeks seemed to flow quickly. Ginny's morning sickness had become nearly unbearable.

"I thought this is suppose to be just in the morning!" Ginny yelled in between being sick.

Hermione couldn't stop laughing.

"Yeah you think it's funny now, you just wait until it's your turn!"

"My Mum never suffered from morning sickness so I'm sure I'll be the same" Hermione smiled

"That's right Hermione, you keep on telling yourself that!"

"I will Ginny!" Hermione couldn't control her giggling as she heard the toilet flush.

"They should really rename to be morning, noon and night sickness!"

The girls quickly made their way to the Great Hall for breakfast. Just as the girls reached the Great Hall, Ginny said:

"I so can't wait until the 30th of September"

Hermione stopped.

"So you're keeping it?"

"Well I'm not having an abortion if that is what you mean."

"Thank goodness. I thought after what happened a couple of weeks ago that you may have considered it."

"I feeling better than I did 4 weeks ago Hermione. I'm more at peace." Ginny replied

"Could that be because a certain black haired guy with green eyes and a lightening bolt scar on his forehead have something to do with it?" Hermione suggested.

"Well, he has helped!" Ginny grinned

"It's good to have him around, isn't it, Ginny?"

"Yeah, it's nice. But at the moment, just sitting with him in the safety of the common room is enough."

Hermione looked at Ginny. She might have to move things along.

Ginny opened the door to the Great Hall and sat beside Harry while Hermione took her usual position beside Ron. She was not ready to talk about what happened that day in the Quidditch Stadium with Harry. He had asked her during there many sessions of staring into the fire, but he never got anything out of her. She just enjoyed having his presence near her.

"I am so starving!" Ginny said as she covered her plate with everything so could get her hands on.

"You can't half tell you're a Weasley, can you?" Harry asked, smiling.

Ginny felt so glad to have Harry there for her. Since he stopped her for from completing the spell, she felt a connection with him, more than the connection when he saved her the first time. More than just physical attraction. Even though he didn't truly know what is going on, he knew her better than anyone else. She felt that he had to know, but was unsure how he would react. She wasn't ready yet. She always told herself that.

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Chapter 14: Overhearing

As they finished their breakfast, Ginny once again ran to the nearest bathroom. Hermione and Ron, who was too engrosed in each other kept on walking, so Harry waited around the corner from the bathroom. Harry stood there quietly waiting when he heard Malfoy, Goyle and Crabbe.

"Did you see the Weasel girl's look on her face when I bumped into her? HA! Crack up. I really think our plan I came up with at 10 weeks ago at Christmas time really worked! I love to see them all squirm. Dirty Blood Traitors! "

Goyle and Crabbe laughed.

"Yeah, we really should do the same with the Mudblood Granger. But I doubt any bloke would touch her even with the Imperius curse. Funny though, Dean seemed almost eager to bonk the little weasel! Disgusting of you ask me!" Malfoy said.

Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle laughter carried away from their position. Harry couldn't believe what he just heard. Was it true? Was Malfoy the real reason why Ginny acts weird around most guys? Did Dean really do that to her? So many questions whirled through his mind. Harry really didn't have any time to think about it, as Ginny was exiting the bathroom.

"Oh Harry, you waited for me! Thanks!" Ginny said smiling

"Well, Ron and Hermione has already made their way to Hogmeade"

"Oh yeah, Hogmeade..."

"Are you ready to go?" Harry asked.

Harry held his hand out to Ginny. Ginny reluctantly took it. They walked hand in hand slowly towards the Three Broomsticks. They entered and moved to their friends.

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Chapter 15: Excuses

Ginny sat down while Harry bought the Butterbeers.

"You 2 look like you're getting along well" suggested Ron.

"We're only friends" snapped Ginny

Harry reached the table with a dissappointed look on his face. Hermione noticed this and decided to move the conversation.

"So.. um... What are you doing today?" Hermione said looking at Ginny and Harry.

"Nothing major, why, have you two got anything planned?" Harry asked

"Well, um, we were hoping to spend the day together,...alone. Only if you're OK with that Ginny?" Hermione asked

Ginny turned to look at Harry. She knew that Harry would never hurt her and they had been spending a lot of time together, but that was at school, controlled with people around all the time. This would be different, they would be completely alone. She didn't know how to handle it.

"I don't know about it, Hermione"

"Come off it Gin, I don't bite!" Harry replied, clearly frustrated.

Hermione looked towards Ginny,"Can we talk outside?"

Hermione dragged Ginny outside the 3 Broomsticks. She stared at her friend.

"What?" Ginny asked

"Why won't you spend time with Harry?"

"I don't know,... scared I suppose"

"You know Harry would never hurt you, don't you?"

"Yes,- but"

"And that he would protect you, always"

"I know,- but"

"And what about those times together in the common room?"

"That's different!" Ginny explained

"How?" Hermione asked

Ginny thought, "Well - I - but -"

Hermione raised an eyebrow.

"I'm just making excuses now aren't I? It's just spending a whole day with Harry is scary, I guess"

Hermione smiled at Ginny caringly, "You know I'm here for you, you know that, don't you? And you know, Harry ia always there foe you, whether he knows or not. He is your friend. Trust him. You might be surprised." Hermione smiled as a tear ran down Ginny's cheek.

"OK, Hermione"

"Good! Hermione said cheerfully. "Believe me, having Harry around will help"

Hermione and Ginny walked back into the 3 Broomsticks and sat back down beside the boys.

"You two took your time! Another deep and meaningful I'm guessing?" Ron asked. Hermione just nodded.

Harry turned to Ginny, "So, what's happening? Are we going to hang out Gin, or should I just start to walk back now" Harry said as he began to stand up. He felt a slender hand around his wrist which started to drag him back down.

Ginny looked into Harry's eyes, "There's no need to leave, Harry. I want to spend today with you." Ginny smiled.

"WOW! Look at the time! Hermione, I think we should go. See you two later then!" Ron said enthusicately.

Ron and Hermione left the 3 Broomsticks with their arms around each others waists. Harry watched silencly as Ginny finished her Butterbeer. She looked so beautiful even drinking. Today was going to be an interesting day to say the least!

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Chapter 16: Already helped

Harry and Ginny walked the streets of Hogsmeade, enjoying each others company. Talking about Ron and Hermione, school and Qudditch.

"Is the 7th year hard?" Ginny asked

"It's not as bad as I expected"

"At least you're finishing this year. I've got another one to go, but I don't know if I can come back to school next year that is"

"Why not?" Harry asked curiously

Ginny stopped as her face began to turn the same colour as her flaming red hair.

"Well-, um-, er-, see-...never mind" Ginny mumbled.

"It's OK, you can tell me." Harry explained

"No I can't Harry. It's not that simple!" Ginny replied, clearly frustrated.

"Well, make it simple!" Harry was also frustrated by her lack of trust in him. She'll have to talk soon.

Ginny shook her head.

"Fine, but you know, you'll have to talk sooner or later." Harry replied.

Harry knew after what he overheard today that he had to ask her. There is no other choice. He needed to know. So he could help her, thought Harry.

Ginny looked into Harry's clear emerald green eyes and melted. She could be lost forever in his eyes. Ginny shook head from that thought. She looked looked at the ground, blushed and began to walk again. I can't, I can't tell be with Harry, thought Ginny. If only he knew, he would run a mile. I wouldn't blame him for running either, ginny thought.

They both walked absent-mindedly towards the shrieking shack. The place where he first met his godfather. Harry wished that Sirius was here. Maybe he could of helped him, but Sirius was gone.

Both Harry and Ginny sat staring at the shack reflecting as the snow begun to fall. Harry looked upon Ginny. Snow fell on Ginny's face. Softly it landed upon her angelic face. After a few minutes of trying to pluck up the courage, Harry thought it was time.

"Gin, I need to ask you something?"

Ginny looked p at Harry apprehensively. "I don't know whether I want to asnwer"

"Well, I'm going to ask anyway"

Ginny nodded slightly. She knew what was coming, he was going to ask about Christmas Eve. The main question was whether she was ready to tell him.

"OK, here goes. Whn you were in the bathroom today, I overheard Malfoy talking"

Ginny let out a sigh of relief. He doesn't know! He's not going to ask her! Thank goodness.

"Um... yeah, Draco was talking to his cronies and I overheard him saying that Dean and you,-he..." The words stuck in his throat. Harry felt sick about what happened to Ginny.

Ginny's heart bagan to race. He knew...

"Harry, stop! You don't know how sorry I am. I never meant to hurt you, or anyone else. I'm so, so, so sorry!" Ginny explained quickly as more tears familiarly ran down her cheeks.

Harry lifted her face up and wiped her tears away with his thumb.

"Don't ever think that, Ginny. It was not your fault. It was never your fault. Please don't blame yourself." Harry said. He wasn't sure what to say.

"That's what Hermione said"

Harry put his arms around the woman he loved.

"I'll always be there for you, only if you want me to be"

"Thanks Harry. You've already helped me more than you could possibly imagine" and with that Ginny kisses him upon his cheek.

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Chapter 17: The Fire in Her Eyes...

After the afternoon's activities, Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione walked balk to the familiar gates of Hogwarts. Ginny's hand rested softly on her belly as she thought about Harry. He now knows, oh Merlin, he knows. And he didn't run. It was like another weight was lifted from her shoulders. Even though he didn't know everything, Ginny felt calmer that he at least knew why she had changed. She knew he would find out about the baby in the near future, but for now, she was content. Her thoughts were interrupted by her brothers voice.

"OY! Why are you clutching your stomach? Are you sick or something sis?" Ron asked

Ginny removed her hand from her belly and put them both behide her back.

"I-, um-, well- I'm hungry!" Ginny replied quickly and turned to Hermione who mouthed 'good save'

"Tell me about it! I could eat a horse!"

"You're always hungry Ronald" Hermione said

"Yeah, in more ways than one, Hermione!" Ron replied wth a wink directed towards his girlfriend.

"YUCK! I didn't need to hear that!" said Harry as a disgusted look appeared upon his face. Then he heard it. A giggle. Something he hadn't heard come of Ginny's mouth for a long time. It was a real giggle, a happy giggle.

Ginny covered her mouth. Had she done what she thought she had done. Harry looked towards the red head, then took hold of her hand and moved it away from her mouth. Harry then placed a soft kiss on her hand and whispered into her ear.

"Don't ever feel guilty about being happy"

Harry threw a warm smile towards Ginny and gave her hand a reassuring squeeze before letting go.

The foursome reached the Great Hall when Giny felt sick again.

"Gotta go" Ginny yelled as she ran back to the bathroom.

As she finished being sick, Ginny heard someone coming into the bathroom. She stood up, wiped her face and listened.

"Hello little Weasel!"

Ginny froze. She recognised that voice. He was the one boy in the school that her and her friends hated above all else. Her voice seemed to disappear, no able to say a word.

"Come on Weasel! I want to see you... All of you!" Malfoy laughed.

Her whole body began to shake. She tryed to screambut nothing came from her mouth.

"I know you're in here. Come out so you can see what I have in store for you"

Then it happened. Ginny realised, she is not and have never been the meek little girl everyone assumed she was. She could looked after herself. That hiding wasn't helping her. She had to face him. To face her fears.

"NO FERRET BOY! GET OUT OF HERE OR YOU'LL REGRET IT!" Ginny yelled back.

"Yeah right Ginny Weasel! If what Thomas said was true, I really doubt if I'll regret it!"Malfoy laughed.

Ginny's anger had truly risen to the surface. She burst out of the cubicle and pointed her wand at Malfoy's neck. Her face was as red as her hair and her eyes had a fire building up behind them. Malfoy backed away with Ginny following him. Draco felt the wall behind him as he began to cry.

"NO NEVER AGAIN! I'M SICK OF BEING THE VICTIM! I'M SICK OF BEING SCARED! I'M SICK OF NOT BEING NORMAL! AND I'M SICK OF RUNNING AWAY ALL THE TIME FROM JERKS LIKE YOU!" Ginny spat.

The whole bathroom began to shake as her anger reached it's peak.

"Please don't hurt me! I'll never do anything like that again. To anyone. Just please don't hurt me!" Malfoy squealed.

The shaking began to subside as Ginny lowered her wand. Malfoy watch the wand go down then smiled and looked back at her. Then Malfoy felt a horrific pain coming from between his legs. Ginny had kneed the blonde in the crutch. Malfoy fell to his knees as the pain overcome him. Tears ran down his cheeks. He tried to crawl out of the bathroom though the pain was almost unbearable. He reached the door, stood up carefully, still clutching his crutch and left the smiling Ginny to herself.

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