The Baby Has A Secret

The train had arrived at Platform 9 ¾ half an hour ago, and Ginny had just finished saying her hellos and goodbyes to her parents and brothers. She had stepped up to Harry to give him a hug and he went stiff. Her arms enclosed around him in what she thought was a sisterly hug. She stepped away, "You okay, Harry?"

Harry's voice had deepened considerably over the years, so when his next words squeaked out, everyone turned to regard him. "I'm fine."

All of the Weasley boys lifted their brows.

"Well we really should be off now. We live a pretty long ways off, and we want to get home before dark. We're only muggles so it isn't like we can floo or, what was it again dear, ah, apparate like all of you can, so we really should be going." It was Hermione's father who spoke up.

Mrs. Weasley nodded and gave her baby girl one last hug. "You two girls behave yourselves."

Ginny rolled her eyes wondering how in the world she had gotten herself into this. As she walked alongside Hermione and behind Mr. and Mrs. Granger, Ginny saw a pair of silver eyes looking in her direction. Hermione turned her head just in time to see who Ginny was looking at. She frowned when she saw that it was Draco Malfoy.

Hermione's frown deepened, when she saw that the two had their eyes locked, and neither seemed to be willing to be the first person to look away. She found this to be a little unnerving, but settled with the more comforting thought that Ginny and Draco were just having a silent power argument. The two hated each other, the two's families hated each other.it made sense; especially after the bat-bogey incident. With that thought Hermione could not hold back a smile.

Hermione saw a slender elegant hand clamp down onto Draco's shoulder. It was his mother. He looked away, and Hermione smiled at the fact that Ginny had won the little battle. Ginny turned to Hermione just in time to see her smiling face in the direction of Malfoy and his mother.

"What's got you all happy?" Ginny asked.

"You won," Hermione replied simply.

Ginny only nodded.

The car ride was a long one. Ginny thought that she had fallen asleep at least three times. When they finally got close enough to their destination, Ginny's eyes widened. Hermione's home was beautiful. But then again, what should she have expected? Mr. and Mrs. Granger were both, what was it again.oh yes, dentists. That was some sort of doctoring thing, and Ginny knew that doctors were usually well off in the muggle world.

Harry and Ron dumped their things onto the floor once they had shut the door to Ron's room. They were both looking forward to a fun and rest filled summer. It was going to be just the two of them. Ron's brothers had all promised to visit sometime during the holiday so that they could get a Quidditch match going on. It wasn't long before Ron noticed that Harry wasn't as ecstatic about this as he was a couple of days ago.

Harry wasn't thinking about the upcoming summer at the Burrow at all. Instead, his thoughts revolved around a pretty little red-head. Harry was a little dizzy with confusion. He always thought Ginny to be a sister, and he knew that it definitely wasn't alright to think that your sister was hot. It was weird how he never really paid any attention to her, yet he knew he was going to really miss her the next couple of weeks.

Hermione sighed as she saw the owl off. Summer holiday was almost over, and Ginny had told her absolutely nothing. They had plenty of fun, she wouldn't deny that. It was nice to have a person you could really talk to around. Ron and Harry might have been her best friends, but at the end of the day they were still boys. They were boys that wouldn't understand half of her problems, because those problems were the kind that only girls could relate to.

She had kept the boys in on everything. Every conversation that might have hinted something, which really wasn't anything. They were leaving for the Burrow in four days, and all Hermione had been able to figure out was that Ginny definitely had a secret. At first she thought Ginny might be having some boy troubles. Maybe she liked someone that didn't like her back. She quickly dismissed that assumption when she realized that 98% of the boys at Hogwarts would gladly whack themselves off in front of the entire Great Hall just to get a whiff of Ginny's hair. Then she thought that maybe Ginny had a secret boyfriend. But why would any guy at school want to keep the fact that they were dating Ginny Weasley a secret? Unless he was much older than she was.a teacher maybe. She had heard that Oliver Wood was seeing a nameless beauty. Or maybe she wasn't even seeing a boy. In the muggle world being gay, lesbian, or bisexual isn't that much of a big deal, but it is in the wizarding world. It wouldn't be that much of a wonder why she would try to keep a secret like that. The assumptions went on and on, but were all dismissed because none of them seemed like things Ginny would do. Then again, why would she keep it a secret if it was something people would think she would do. A very rare occurrence was underway, and that was that Hermione Granger was thoroughly confused.

"Ginny!" Mrs. Weasley cried out at the site of her daughter's blood-red hair. They decided to meet in Diagon Alley since Hermione had yet to get her school things.

"Hey mum," was all Ginny was able to get out before she was engulfed in a tight embrace. Her air supply was quickly cut off when her father and six brothers all decided to join her mother in sharing the love. "I can't breathe." Ginny barely managed to gasp out. Her family quickly let go of her. When Ginny was released she found her self face to face with the one person she did not want to see. "Hello Harry."

"Hey, Gin."

Ginny just couldn't get their last meeting out of her mind. The whole summer, the look that Harry had had in his eyes haunted her. She was over him, and she had been for nearly three years. Harry was like another brother, and she didn't want to hurt him. She hadn't discussed with anyone about anything that had happened on the trip back from school. But she knew that that wouldn't last long.

"Hope you had a nice time with the boys. How close did you come to dying out on the Quidditch pitch? I know first hand how competitive these arses can be. Even Percy goes all out." Ginny feigned a laugh, hoping that her pathetic attempt at normal conversation was believable.

"Yeah, well, who do you think you got it from?" Piped in Charlie.