Ginny Weasley's hand was poised over the old feather quill. Pick it up! That's it, it wont hurt to write him. Your just concerned, that's all. She dropped the quill back onto her desk with a heavy sigh. She had gone mental, that was the only excuse. Ten starts of ten seperate letters stared back at her, mocking her mental stabilty. Ginny was so jealous when Hermione or her mum recieved an owl from Ron, to her knowledge Harry had written anyone, but they could all be trying to "protect" her, and not let her know they've all recieved letters from him. Yes. but a letter dosn't mean good news, so you don't want him to write.
"Yes you do." She whispered out loud, slamming her head down on the desk. He had made his feelings about her perfectly clear, and yet...and yet she didn't want to belive it. Refused to belive it, really. And everyone knew how stubborn she could be, she was a Weasley afterall.
"Ginny, are you in here?" One of the twins called from outside the door. Frantically she rushed to dispose of the letters.
"Come in." She said, finally. "Oh, Fred it's just you. I was worried it would be George."
Ginny had always had a better relationship with Fred than George, sure she loved both of them, but she was closer with Fred.
"Just me. Mum told me to come get you, said you've been locked up here by yourself all afternoon." He quirked an eyebrow at her, as if to say, You might as well tell me now, you know I'll get it out of you eventually.
"I was writting a letter."
"And it took you all afternoon?"
"Yes...well...no...I...and...the..." Ginny stuttered. "All right so I was writting Harry, only I didn't get very far. Happy?"
"No, not really. Truth be told, I'd like to murder the little tosser but I figured You-Know-Who already has that job." Fred said.
"Gee thanks." Ginny laughed bitterly.
"This isn't you Ginny. Your not one to fall apart when some guy breaks up with you."
"Harry isn't just some guy, Fred."
"No, I reckon not. Still, that dosn't mean I don't want to hit him for messing with my baby sister."
Ginny smiled and patted her brother on the arm, "I'll be fine, really. Now what did mum want?"
"She said that Hermione's healer appointment is soon and that you need to come down and eat something before you go."
"Oh! I completly forgot." Ginny said, grabbing her shoes and making towards the door.
"I still can't belive the two of them." Fred said walking with her.
"Who?"
"Ron and Hermione, they were together what, a little over three months and they are already having sex?"
"Jealous?" Ginny laughed.
"Absolutly."
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The two siblings entered the kitchen, finding George and Hermione already tearing into the roast beef.
"Hey you two, leave some for the rest of us." Ginny said, sitting across from Hermione.
"Yeah, I don't think I've ever seen you eat like this, Hermione."Fred said.
"At least I have an excuse, I'm eating for two. The last time I checked George wasn't pregnant."
George swallowed and stood up, "Right well now that you mention it, Hermione there is something I've been meaning to tell you all..."
"Oh shut up!" Fred said, picking up a dinner roll and tossing it across the table at his twin.
"Fred Weasley, are you throwing food at the table?" Molly screamed comming into the kitchen just in time to see him throw his roll.
"All I did was throw a roll, George is the one who's pregnant."
Everyone laughed and Fred was smacked on the back of the head by his mother. Ginny loved this, them all being happy and laughing because it was short lived. She chewed slowly on her food, observing her family. Fred and George were always good for a laugh, even in the darkest of times, they had a way of easing the tension. Hermione had Ron, and they were going to have a baby. In a way Ginny was a little envious of Hermione, this child would be something she would have forever, a piece of Ron even is something happened...Don't you think like that! Nothing is going to happen,to any of us. Harry and Ron will come home and they will be FINE!
"Ginny?" Hermione had turned her attention from the twins, "I thought we could leave a little early, there is some shopping I need to do."
"What kind of shopping?" Ginny asked.
"Baby shopping." Hermione said. "I don't know if I'll buy anything, but I can't hurt to have a look around and decide what I want.''
"Great, let's go."
The girls bid farewell to the twins and Molly, whom Hermione had invited to go, but she had said there was some knitting she wanted to finish and declined the girls offer. They decided to take the floo to The Three Broomsticks and after Hermione's appointment they could come back to Hogsmeade if they liked.
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"Hermione! Oh what a suprise!"
The second Hermione stepped out of the fire and into the Three Broomsticks, her former roomate, Parvati had ran over and pulled her into a hug. She hadn't been that close with Parvati, and even less close with Lavander, who couldn't be that far away.
"What are you doing here?"
"Ginny and I had some shopping to do." Hermione answered, and turned back to the fireplace, where Ginny had just appeared.
"Mind if we join you?" Parvati asked.
"We?"
"Oh, yes Lavander just went to the loo, she'll be right out."
"I don't know if that is such a good idea, this isn't the same kind of shopping you two regularly do, and well Lavander..."
"Lavander will be fine, she's gotten over Ron. I assume that you two are together now?"
"Uh, yes."
This whole conversation was very uncomfretable for Hermione. She had decided she didn't want to hide the baby, how could she really? But to go shopping with Ron's ex-girlfriend for baby things, was just too weird. Of course, Parvati never took no for an answer and demanded they come along.
"Hello, Hermione." Lavander had now joined them and was looking as embarassed, or even more than the others.
"Well, where to first?"
"Really Parvati, we are kind of on a tight schedual. I've got an...appointment in two hours."
"What kind of appointment, are you sick?"
"Not exactly.''
She looked to Ginny for help, but it was clear the younger girl didn't know what to do, they will have to be told. It is going to come out sooner or later, right?
"I have an appointment with a healer."
"So you are sick." Lavander said.
"No, I'm not sick I'm pregnant. Ginny and I came to Hogsmeade early to shop for baby things, and I know how uncomfretable that would make you," She gestured to Lavander, "and well it would make me a little uncomfretable too."
"Your pregnant?" Lavander asked.
"Yes."
"Your having a baby?"
"Yes."
"With who?"
"Ron, obviously."
"A baby, baby?"
"For the love of merlin, that's what she said!" Ginny yelled."Now if you don't mind we have things to do."
Ginny grabbed onto Hermione's arm and pulled her out the door.
"Thanks." Hermione said, rubbing her temples.
"Anytime, look at the bright side, at least you won't have to tell anymore people."
"Why's that?"
"Because with those two knowing, it will be all over Hogsmeade by the end of the day."
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"Mail for you. Mostly all from Hermione." Harry threw Ron a stack of letters that had just come. "How on earth on person can write so many bloody letters is beyond...what's the matter?"
Ron's face had become pale, and his hands were trembling as he held a bright red letter.
"Is that a howler?"
The red head nodded, "It's from mum."
"Better open it mate."
As soon as he did, the awful yelling of his mothers voice filled the room...
Ronald Weasley! How dare you do this to that poor girl! It's bad enough she is pregnant and your gone, but I will not have you act like a complete idiot! I thought I raised you better than this, I had hoped to recieve some kind of news that you had done the RIGHT thing and yet I see no ring on Hermione's finger! If you think for one second that I'm going to let you humilitate that girl into being a un-married mother, you've got another thing comming! If you don't step up to the plate, and soon, you'll wish You-Know-Who would have gotten to you first!
"Oh, no." Ron said, as something round, gold and sparkling fell out of the letter and into his lap.
A/N: So what do you think? Should I skip ahead a few months in Hermione's pregnancy or keep going like this? Once again thank you all who reviewed, it makes me more compelled to keep writting! As you could tell, I have softer spot for Fred, rather than George, I don't really know why...but there you go.
I have gotten a few comments about where I came up with the idea in the second chapter for Hermione's craving for vanilla ice cream with sliced tomatoes on top...My aunt craved it when she was pregnant with my cousin and we all thought she was completly mental.