A/N: Here we go, just like I promised! A little bit of a dark chapter with a tiny bit of humor in it as well. Hope you like it!
"What do you mean?" Ginny answered finally.
Hermione looked over the grounds, her hair blowing freely in the wind. "It was a mistake . . . A spur of the moment kind of thing. We forgot the protection."
Ginny frowned slightly, not knowing what Hermione was talking about. "Wha- OH! Wait a minute . . . are you trying to tell me that-that you're pregnant!"
Hermione bit her lip, nodding as she waited for Ginny's reaction. After all, she was a bit young to be pregnant. Ron and herself weren't even married yet.
"Well, that's . . . that's great I guess. You're going to be a mum, and I'm . . . I'm going to be an Aunt!" Ginny smiled at Hermione, hugging her friendly manner.
"I know it's great, I'm just worried about what your mum might think. You know, because Ron and I aren't married yet."
Ginny twirled a loose tendril of her long hair around her finger in a casual way. "Are you kidding? She'll just be happy that she's getting a grandchild. Besides, Ron gave you a promise ring, right?"
Hermione nodded.
"Then you have nothing to worry about. Well, actually . . . have you told your parents yet?"
"Yes. Yes I have." Hermione leaned against the edge as Ginny had been doing earlier and looked out onto the shining lake. "My mum is a little upset . . . My parents are really old-fashioned. In the end, she and my dad were happy for me though."
Ginny studied Hermione's face carefully, looking for the reason to why Hermione wasn't at least a little happier. "Hermione, are you okay? You seem a little . . ."
"I'm scared." Hermione cut in. Her lip started to tremble as she turned to Ginny. "I'm scared Ginny. I'm not even married, and I'm pregnant. Wh-what if Ron leaves me? I'll b-be alone t-to raise a child!"
Ginny tried her best to comfort Hermione, but she kept carrying on. "I'm not supposed to let this happen! I'm the smart one . . . the responsible one! N-now look at me? I'm just some k-kind of a-a scarlet woman."
Hermione broke out into complete sobs, as Ginny rubbed her back. "No Hermione, you're not a scarlet woman. And you shouldn't worry about Ron. If I know him as well as I think I do, he won't leave. You're going to be just fine, okay? Harry, Ron, and I . . . we're your best friends. We won't let anything happen to you."
Hermione gave Ginny a watery smile as the two looked out into the falling sunset.
"So have you found out what gender the baby is?"
"No, but I really hope it's a girl. Someone to buy pink bows and give bubble baths to." She smiled, her eyes sparkling.
Seeing Hermione smile like that made Ginny happy for her.
You'd better not do anything stupid Ron.
"Would you want her to have brown, or red hair?"
"Isn't it obvious that I have no choice? All my children will end up having red hair. Not that I mind of coarse. I wish my hair was more like your's. The children will be lucky."
"Hopefully they won't get the freckle trait. I hate my freckles. They go waaay beyond the 'cute' and 'innocent' look."
"Yes I don't want them to have freckles either. They're rather ugly."
Hermione was trying not to laugh, as Ginny stuck her tongue out. "Your freckles can't look that bad Ginny. Harry obviously likes them."
Ginny's playful expression turned into a solemn one.
"Ginny, what is it? Did something happen between you two?"
"Well, we didn't exactly fight. I just yelled at him a bit."
That was when Ginny told Hermione all about what had happened down by the lake. It felt like a large weight had been lifted from her shoulders when she finished.
"Looks like we both have our problems. You shouldn't worry Ginny. Harry will come around soon. He'll learn that taking chances is what love is all about."
"That's why I feel so bad." She looked Hermione in the eye. "I keep forgetting that he doesn't really know all about love. He's still learning."
"Well give him some time, okay?"
"Yeah, I will. After all, I love him too much to forget about it."
They both stayed silent for a few minutes until Hermione's stomach growled. She gave a small giggle as Ginny's growled too.
"Want to go down to Hogsmead and have Dinner? I'm sure Dumbledore will let you. It's a family emergency."
Laughing again, Ginny and Hermione fastened their cloaks and headed for a quick chat with Dumbledore. Ginny had long forgotten about seeing Harry and Ron heading for Hogsmead as well.
XoxoxoxoxoxoX
Harry sloppily poured Fire Whiskey into his and Ron's empty glasses. It seemed as though they had been re-filled over a hundred times.
Ron eagerly took his glass, sipping down the alcohol in one large gulp. He grinned when some of it slopped down his front.
"Sso Harrry," he slurred. "Howws it at Hogwartss?"
"Oh, youu know. Same oldd same oldd. Thee onlyy thing good aboutt it is Gi-"
"Heyy, Harry, I need a litttle more whiskkey."
Harry obliged, pouring a little too much into the glass. It over flowed onto the table, leaving a red stain on the white table runner.
"Whatt were you sayying Harry?" Ron hiccuped, as his eyes tried to focus on Harry's face.
"Whatt was I sayying?"
"Yeaah, what were youu sayying?"
"Huhh?" Harry drowned another cup of Whiskey.
"Sttop it Haryy. Whatt were you sayying before?"
Harry hiccuped in response, laughing maniacally as he fell out of his chair. Ron started laughing too, banging his large fist on the table.
People around them were looking at them strangely. Harry Potter drunk? This is the wizarding world's hero? Some stupid kid more like.
Ron stopped laughing and smiled when he saw two blonde girls sitting at the bar.
"Heyy Harry, lookk."
Harry stood up, and the two of them staggered to the bar to sit next to the girls.
"Misterr! Cann wee have twooo drinks forr the lovelyy ladies?"
The women smirked at each other. After all, who wouldn't jump at the chance to flirt with a drunk Harry Potter?
XoxoxoxoxoxoX
Ginny and Hermione walked down the lightly lite street of Hogsmead. They were walking past a small pub when Ginny stopped, and stared disbelieving into the window.
Hermione's mouth dropped. "It couldn't be them . . . they know better then to-"
"But it is them. Oh my god, Hermione. All those people are in there."
Hermione turned back to the window.
Ron and Harry were getting very cozy with two beautiful women at the bar with groups of people ogling at them.
Ginny's fists clenched. How stupid could he get? Next morning this would be all over the papers. 'Harry Potter gets Drunk with a Blonde Bimbo'. There were already people taking pictures.
Without knowing what she was doing, Ginny stomped towards the pub entrance, Hermione in her wake.
XoxoxoxoxoX
Ron looked up, his vision foggy. Though he was completely wasted, he could still recognize his girlfriend when he saw her. She and Ginny were standing outside the pub.
"Heyy, Harry. Isn't thatt Ginny and Hermionee?"
Harry stopped flirting with the girl to look through the window. Ginny and Hermione were now heading for the door. "Yeahh Ron, I thinkk that iss."
The bell chimed as the door opened, when a furious and highly embarrassed Ginny stomping into the room.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?"
Harry stupidly looked at the girls next to him and back at Ginny. "Beingg friendly?"
Smack!
Ginny smacked Harry in the face with all the strength she could muster. The momentum sent Harry flying into the woman next to him. Ron started laughing until Hermione stepped forward.
"I wouldn't be laughing if I were you. You're not too innocent yourself, you Bastard. And to think that I actually wanted to marry you!"
Ginny stopped glaring at Harry long enough to glance at Hermione in shock. Hermione swearing? Watch out Ron.
Ron however didn't seem too concerned. His head swayed as he collapsed onto the floor next to Harry.
Sighing heavily, Ginny dragged her arms around Harry's waist and hoisted him off the woman. Panting under the weight of her so-called boyfriend, she shot daggers at the women. "Make another move on Harry and Ron, and I will personally make sure to curse you."
Hermione was dragging Ron past the crowds of people who were still staring, stopping at the door to wait for Ginny.
"If I see any of this in the papers, I will make you all wish that I had Obliviated you."
Hermione unclasped her cloak, wrapping it around Ron, and pulling the hood up and over his face. Ginny followed suit. This way people wouldn't question why the famous Harry Potter was being dragged out of a pub.
Both girls dragged the drunken men of the streets to the outskirts of town where Ginny stopped to wipe her forehead clean of sweat. Harry and Ron weren't exactly light weight. They also weren't unconscious and moved while the girls dragged them up the hill.
"Where should we go, Hermione? We can't exactly drag them into the castle like this."
"Actually, we might be able to. It's past curfew, the students should be in bed by now. Maybe we can get them to walk too." Hermione gestured at Ron and Harry, who were groaning on the ground.
"Its worth a try." Ginny grabbed Harry's shoulders, his full weight making her knees shake.
"Uhhgggggggggggnn, I don'tt feel very goodd."
"No, Harry don-"
Harry threw up all over Ginny. She let go of him in disgust, leaving him to finally faint onto the ground.
"Hermione, move away from Ron!"
Hermione didn't need to be told twice. She dropped Ron in the dirt and darted away just in time.
When he had finished, Hermione grabbed his chest so he wouldn't collapse into his own vomit. Both Girls grimaced, Ginny on the verge of tears.
"Let's get them to the castle then."
Hermione nodded as both of them pulled the wizards off to the castle.
A/n: Don't worry, all ends well. This won't be like when Harry saw Ginny kissing Colin, m'kay? Review and I'll update sooner.