Chapter 3 of Professor by: Moony4Moony

A/N: To all my lovely reviewers thanks. Apparently there are only a few decent people left in this world so thanks! I don't have too much time to write but I'll do what I can.

Disclaimer: Ha, Ha, Ha.

Ginny got off the train to find not one member of her family waiting for her. Talk about disappointing. However she did see Harry walking toward her, his face beet red.

"Why Professor, I didn't know you'd be here!" She exclaimed loudly.

He hissed, "Will you keep quiet."

A group of Slytherins had turned and we watching with interest.

"Yes, I had a lovely trip, thank you for asking. Are you here to see me home?"

"Yes Miss Weasley, your sister-in-law asked me to take you home."

Finally, she lowered her voice. "Why didn't she come herself? That isn't like Hermione."

He took hold of her elbow and steered her to a car that looked like it might belong to the ministry.

"I know your brother made her promise not to leave the house and she's gotten quite fat."

At this, Ginny burst out laughing. When he questioned her she refused to say a word. Upon arriving at the Burrow she found Hermione poised to throw herself at her. This seemed a slight bit dubious considering her newly acquired girth.

"Hermione Weasley, I cannot believe you would not tell me as soon as you found out I was going to be an aunt."

Hermione laughed, "I wanted it to be a surprise. I'm already as big as a blimp."

Ginny waved her hand dismissively, "I'm sure Ron doesn't mind."

Both girls burst out laughing when they turned to look at Harry. He looked thunderstruck.

"Good grief Hermione, you're pregnant already?"

This made Hermione blush and Ginny laugh harder. Between fits of laughter she added, "He thought you had just gotten fat."

Hermione smiled mischievously, "Hmm…. I'd be willing to bet that he's thought about getting you fat before." Then without another word she left the room. Ginny turned to Harry. He was bright red and looked as though he wanted to kill someone, with Hermione as the most likely candidate. With a thrill she realized that he wouldn't be looking like that unless it was true and he did like her.

"How were you planning on doing that Professor?"

He stepped closer to Ginny and bent his head. He was going to kiss her, she could see it in his gorgeous green eyes. But before he actually got around to it Fred and George burst through the front door.

"Hermione! We came the muggle way, like you said and what a hassle! No wonder they are such stupid gits! Harry, nice to see you"

"Or should we say Professor?" George broke in.

"Yeah we'll never be able to look at you the same way, I mean after all we did for you-"

"Ginny, still following Harry are you?"

"You know mate, she's really got it bad for you-"

"-We've read her diary-"

"-Loads of information-"

"You should take a look sometime-"

"-It's a riot."

Ginny broke in, her face red. "You two are the ones causing a riot. Go see Hermione or something."

"No way," they chorused "And leave you to jump poor Harry?"

By this time most of the family had arrived at the burrow and Ginny was engulfed in a hug from her mother.

"Ginny, how are you? You look well, not too lonely at school dear? I suppose not with Harry there. How are you dear? (She had moved on to Harry) How do you like teaching? Ginny hasn't been giving you trouble has she?"

Harry just shook his head as Mrs. Weasley rattled on.

Christmas had been a disappointment. Harry hadn't gotten a chance to kiss Ginny over the Christmas break like he'd wanted to. However, Ginny had whispered in his ear, while hugging him good-bye, that when he got back to school he'd better be prepared to kiss her a lot, before she'd turned red and went to stand by George.

And he wasn't bloody likely to forget it. She was all he'd thought about since his return to the school. When she opened his office door he grinned.

"Were you planning on jumping me?"

She grinned back, "I'm not the one who had dreams about getting someone pregnant."

He pulled her close, "I'm glad because that would be disturbing."

She pulled his head down, "Shut up Professor."

A/N: You know what to do.