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A/N: Thanks for all your reviews, and I can answer one question; Ginny doesn't lose the baby again.

Chapter 18: Stalingrad.

Back in Britain, the Order was completely oblivious to what was happening; of course, that was the point. Snape had told everything that was said in the Death Eater meetings, but the problem was, the Dark Lord had not. The Dark Lord had, in fact, told his British Death Eaters that he was planning an attack in Scunthorpe, just because he felt like it.

The Russians surrendered slowly, but, of course, there were frightened rats, who soon joined the forces of the Dark Lord, and gave over information on rebellions. And, so, by August, Russia was taken and Tom left one of his General's in charge until he returned.

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August 7th 2000.

There was no doubt about Ginny being pregnant, since she was now 8 months pregnant, and since Tom had not been there to anger her it was likely that she would actually give birth this time. And throughout the three months that Tom had been absent, Ginny had grown attached to the baby.

Tom had decided he would return a week earlier than planned. He simply wanted to see Ginny, as he could not stop thinking about her. She was not expecting his arrival, and was in the library, trying to reach a book, and becoming angry. When Tom entered the room, she did not hear him creeping up behind her.

Tom almost laughed out loud upon seeing her struggling to reach the book. He reached out and pulled the book from its place, smirking as she spun around. "Don't sneak up on me like that!" she said angrily, snatching the book away from him.

He ignored her anger and simply stared at her standing there; her small feet supporting the weight of her stomach, it seemed impossible, but there she was. Her white, cotton, pyjamas seemed to accentuate her burgeoning stomach, and her full breasts pressing against the fabric, just waiting to be caressed by his hands, and that lovely face set in anger with her hair about her red waves. Yes, Tom liked Ginny this way.

Ginny sighed and placed the book with the pile on the table a few feet away. She hated it when he stared at her like that. "Ginny," he said in a husky voice as he moved toward her, "you look…beautiful like this. I should get you pregnant more often." Ginny looked at him as though he had grown two heads. "How you've blossomed in my absence, Ginny, it's remarkable," he said, bending his head to kiss her. "Did you miss me?"

Ginny humoured him, and nodded her head yes. It was best to do as he wanted since he was in a good mood, he would not tolerate her stubbornness. He grinned down at her, easily believing her act due to his pride. "Did you do it?" she whispered.

"Of course, I wouldn't be here if I didn't," he replied, kissing her head, holding her close to him. "Is it a boy?"

Ginny stood quietly for a while until answering "yes." She disentangled herself from his embrace and faced the table again. Tom stared at her back, contemplating what to do. "Look at me, Ginny," he said firmly. She turned and faced him. "Aren't you going to kiss me?"

"Do you want me to?" she said, prolonging the moment.

"Quite," Tom murmured, pulling her close to him once more and leaning down slightly for her to reach. Ginny stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the lips. Tom instantly took control, and held the back of her head, brushing her hair away from her face. "Open your mouth," he whispered against her lips, his tongue sliding along her bottom lip. "That's a good girl." Ginny complied, feeling his tongue slip inside her mouth, his teeth grazing her lower lip. Tom could feel Ginny's hand on his back as though it were burning him. Tom reached his hand up to feel her breast and chuckled. "My, my, you've blossomed elsewhere."

"Obviously," Ginny said.

"We aren't staying here any longer, I need to be in Moscow, and you're coming with me."

Ginny sighed, she was becoming tired of these constant trips.

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August 15th 2000

"I've done it!" shouted a frantic, but tired-looking Ron, as he stormed into Harry's bedroom. "Where is Hermione?" he said breathlessly, leaving Harry by himself to fetch their friend. Harry sat with his hand to his head, still tired from a small battle at a Death Eater camp. His scar had been pounding terribly.

Ron came back, with Hermione in tow. "Tell us then," she said in groggy voice, as she sat beside Harry.

"I've found Ginny, I know where she is!" Ron said madly, his eyes wide.

"How!" said Hermione and Harry at the same time. "Ron," she said calmly, "I think you should get some rest, all those spells you keep doing is draining your energy."

"I'm fine, Hermione," he said exasperatedly. He had found Ginny, and all they cared about was getting rest. "That's not important right now –,"

"How, then?" Harry said in a dubious voice.

Ron looked out of the window. "I used a…Locator charm…."

"That's impossible!" Hermione exclaimed, "she is likely to be out of London, and no Locator charm is that powerful!"

"She's in Russia somewhere," he said matter-of-factly, "and I used an…advanced Locator charm."

"Where did you get this spell from?" Hermione said suspiciously. "How can we trust this source, Ron?"

"For Christ's sake, that's not important, we need to find Ginny!" Ron insisted.

Hermione sighed, resigned. Ron was out of control, and decided they might as well go along with it. "We'll have to book a Portkey as soon as possible."

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A/N: So, tell me what you think, and I want loads of reviews for this chapter, and I'll get C.19 out as fast as I can, it is quite long, so I'll start today.