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Chapter 12 The Christmas where everything changed

The months flew by and the Potter's were very busy. Harry had Quidditch practice Monday through Friday and games on Saturday. Ginny was a chef at a fancy wizard restaurant but she never missed one of Harry's games. Week days were so busy that they said little to each other besides 'Hey I love you but I'm going to be late for work.' Harry woke up early in the mornings to go to practice while Ginny was still sleeping from her late hours. Some days she would wake up as he was leaving and when she came home after the Dinner shift he would be sound asleep. Once in a while Harry would stay up until Ginny came home but they were both too tired and went to bed after about half an hour.

Sundays, though, were quite different because they both had off. They would sleep in and then go out to eat brunch at a café since Ginny was so tired of cooking by then. Later they would go to the park or Diagon Alley to shop or muggle London to watch a movie. Then they went to the Burrow for dinner. This routine was the same for months on end but it wasn't boring, it made Harry and Ginny enjoy every minute they were together even more.

In May Ron and Hermione got married and Harry and Ginny were so wrapped up in each other as they danced at the reception that only Ron and Hermione could top them. On Harry's birthday Molly, Lily and Ginny cooked up a huge barbeque in the Potter's backyard. While the girls cooked and chatted at the picnic table, the boys had an intense game of badminton going. The party went on for hours into the night while everyone enjoyed the cool summer night in each others company.

Then two weeks later was Ginny's birthday that was basically the same thing. Barbeques at the Potter house were turning out to be a new tradition. Of course all the other Weasley birthdays were at the Burrow because no one wanted to take those and Sunday dinners away from Molly.

On October 21st Harry and Ginny had their one year wedding anniversary. It fell on a Sunday so Harry took Ginny to Paris after his game on Saturday and they spent the rest of the weekend in Paris. On Monday morning Harry and Ginny apparated home only ten minutes before Harry had to go to practice. He changed his clothes and apparated away. Ginny was wide awake so she decided to do some things around the house. As she was cleaning the mirror in her bedroom, or rather as she watched the rag clean the mirror, she smiled to herself. Harry had nagged her about taking her potion every Monday since they got married. And when they had started working and she was still asleep when he went to work he had bewitched the mirror to do it for him and that was even more annoying he was. This morning he had been too busy to say anything to her. She looked at her watch and realized that she had to get ready to go to work. And with that the Potter's slid back into their regular routine.

During November Harry noticed that Ginny was getting paler each day. He began to worry about her but thought she was probably overworked and he knew she would be getting a break for the holidays. One day though he asked her,

"Gin, dear are you alright you look rather pale." Ginny who was doing the accounting for the month looked up rather flustered.

"Harry, I'm fine. Now if you ever want to go eat you're going to have to leave me alone so I can finish paying the bills.

"Alright, Gin." Harry sighed in defeat, not wanting to ruin their day together he decided to let it go. But he promised to himself if after Christmas she was still not looking herself he would take her to the healers if that meant carrying her in there kicking and screaming.

Suddenly it was Christmas and the family was all at the Burrow. The woman were fussing over the Christmas meal in the kitchen and the men were playing Quidditch, but Ginny and Harry who both had had enough of those two jobs decided to go for a walk around the pond. They enjoyed each others company without having to talk. They walked hand in hand around the pond. Then they heard Mrs. Weasley call for dinner and they headed back to the house. Feet from the house Ginny stopped, and because Harry's hand was still linked in hers he was stopped abruptly too.

"Ginny?" he asked.

"Harry, I have to tell you something." Ginny began.

"Ginny? Harry?" They heard Mrs. Weasley say from the door.

"Coming mum." Ginny called over Harry's shoulder. She seemed suddenly very nervous.

"Ginevra what is it?" Harry asked and Ginny knew he was really concerned because he had used her full name.

"Um.. Harry I think I'm pregnant. I took a test but it wasn't done when we left the house so I'm going to go find out right now. I'll be back in a few minutes. Bye I love you." And with that she apparated back to the Potter house. Harry didn't have time to take in any meaning to this because his mother was calling him from the doorway.

"Where's Ginny?" Molly asked.

"Oh, she left something at the house, she'll be back in a minute." Harry sat down in his chair.

A minute later there was a pop heard outside and Harry turned towards the door. Ginny came in slowly and closed the door. When she turned around she caught Harry's eye. He gave her a questioning look and all she could do was smile and nod her head.

As soon as she did Harry was out of his seat and standing in front of her. He picked her up and swung her around in a circle. Both were staring into each others eyes and then when they stopped spinning they kissed each other passionately. Then Harry realized Ginny was still in the air and he set her on the ground. Meanwhile everyone in the room was staring at the couple as if they were mad.

Suddenly a thought came to Harry. One that scared him and confused him.

"Oh Ginny no! Wait how?" Harry started to panic and Ginny realized why.

"Harry do we have to talk about this now? Here?" Ginny muttered throwing a glance towards her family.

"Yes. Ginny, This isn't possible. There was a slim chance anyway and then you were taking you're potion." Harry stopped at the look on her face. "Ginny?"

"Harry, I stopped taking my potion awhile ago. I figured there was such a slim chance anyway. Harry I want a baby so bad! It's all I've ever dreamed about my whole life. Well, besides you, but anyway." Ginny looked into Harry's eyes to see if he was angry, or sad, or happy, or scared but he had carefully covered all emotion with a cold mask. His eyes were blank as if he knew she would try to read them and he didn't want her too.

"Harry, tell me what you're thinking please." Ginny pleaded while looking frantically into his eyes for some sign.

"Ginny, why didn't you tell me you weren't taking your potion. You lied to me." His voice had a tinge of hurt in it that Ginny tried hard to ignore.

"Harry! I couldn't tell you because I knew what you'd say. You'd say 'No Ginny! We can't risk it. I don't want to lose you Ginny!' Well Harry I don't care, I love you but I don't care if I die trying to have a baby. Do you know why? Because I want a child of my own! I don't want to adopt! Harry, I want a baby!" Ginny screamed tears running down her cheeks. She looked into his eyes again and the mask had come off. She could tell he was fighting a battle inside himself. He wanted a child too, but he was so worried about losing her as well. She couldn't take it anymore so she ran upstairs to her old room. Harry turned around and sat down at the table and put his head in his hands. The rest of the table felt uncomfortable, embarrassed and ashamed that they had had to sit there and watch the whole thing. They felt like they were intruding on a very personal thing but they couldn't escape at the same time because it had all happened so fast.

Mrs. Weasley jumped up and ran upstairs after her daughter. Meanwhile the rest of the table tried to think of something to say to Harry. Finally Ron spoke up.

"Don't worry mate. Ginny's a fighter, she won't let go that easily. I think they'll both come out of this just fine and you'll have the family you always wanted. Oh and congratulations, mate" Ron came over and gave Harry a pat on the back. This seemed to help Harry and he walked upstairs to comfort his wife.

A/N: I hope you guys like this chapter. As you can tell by the title of the story I have been waiting to write this chapter forever. I wrote this pretty fast so tell me if it seems rushed. Thanks for all your reviews and I hope for some more and I really love CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. Constructive being the key word.