Chapter 2- Dinner

The door of the house opened and a young redheaded woman looked up, a smile forming on her face when she saw her husband enter the house. Ginny had gotten off of work early, and apparently, so had Harry.

"You're home early! I was going to surprise you with dinner."

Most days, the couple went to a muggle restaurant to eat. Normally, they didn't get off of work until late, so there was no time to cook.

Harry grinned slightly as he hugged her.

"What's the occasion?"

Ginny just smiled, kissing his neck lightly.

"No reason really. I just felt like doing something nice for my husband. Is that a crime?"

He shook his head, grinning as he kissed her.

"Nope, not at all."

She smiled.

"Good."

He pulled away from the embrace and headed to the living room while she moved towards the kitchen, pulling her hair back as she did so.

'I'll tell him at dinner.'

Her thoughts were vague, but she couldn't seem to keep the smile off of her face as she continued to cook.

Harry sighed and sat down on the couch after he left the room. The grin had now faded and a frown replaced it. He could hear Ginny humming softly to herself as she cooked. It was amazing just how much he loved her, and that was why he couldn't bear to take the smile off of her sweet face with bad news.

'I'll tell her at dinner.'

He frowned slightly. This wasn't very good at all.

"It looks delicious Gin."

He sat down, the grin had returned to his face at the sight of the ham, potatoes and other foods piled onto the table. Ginny smiled softly.

"If there's one thing that I learned from my mother, it's how to cook."

She dimmed the lights in the room and waved her wand, lighting the candles that were situated on the table.

"Romantic."

She smiled again as she sat down.

"You know it."

He grinned as he reached for his fork.

"You still haven't told me what the occasion is. You only do stuff like this on holidays and my birthday."

She smiled again and he noticed that it was a different smile than usual. It was brighter, wider, and looking as though she was hiding something.

"What are you up to Gin?"

She giggled slightly, giving herself away.

"Nothing Harry. Hurry up and eat so that we can get to dessert."

He looked at her suspiciously, but grinned nonetheless and returned to his food.

"Fine, fine. Whatever you say love."

In the back of his mind he knew that he needed to tell her, but she seemed so happy about something that he couldn't bear to do it.

'I'll tell her in a minute…'

Ginny turned her smile towards him as they continued to eat.

"In a few months I'm going to be spending a lot more time at home."

Her tone was lightly and conversational but he could tell that she was bursting with excitement about something.

"Why are you going to be home more often? I mean, it is a good thing, but why?"

She smiled again, taking another bite of the food.

"I don't know… I figured that I'd take some time off… do some cleaning… decorate the extra bedroom, those sorts of things."

He looked up at her, curious.

They had bought this house ten months ago, deciding that Ginny's flat was too small, and Grimmauld place was too big, and too gloomy. Their house was a nice one. It had two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, two bathrooms, and a den. Currently, the second bedroom was plain, and being used as a storage area.

"Why would you decorate the extra bedroom? We don't need it yet."

It had already been decided that when the time came, the room would belong to their child, but they had already decided that they were going to wait a few years until they had children, so the room remained unoccupied.

"Well, we'll need it soon. I'm pregnant Harry."

She was beaming, until she saw the look on his face.

"Harry?"

His blood had run cold. This couldn't be happening, not now, not yet. Not when everything was so dangerous again… then he exploded.

"Damn it!"

He regretted it instantly. Ginny's face fell, her wide smile vanishing and being replaced with a look of hurt as she stood next to her chair. Sometime over the course of his thoughts she had gotten up and gotten the dessert. The look of hurt was quickly replaced by anger/

"Well, I'm sorry that I told you then!"

With a wave of her wand she cleared the rest of the food away and slammed the dessert onto the table.

"Enjoy your treacle tart!"

She pushed it toward him, smoothed out her emerald green skirt and headed towards their bedroom.

Harry sighed, sitting in a state of shock.

'How did this happen? How the hell did this happen… we always, always use…'

He sighed again, ignoring the treacle tart and following her.

"Gin?"

She didn't even look up as he entered the room, and she didn't reply to him either.

"How… how did this happen?"

She looked up at him after a second, a sigh escaping her lips.

"You don't remember? Last month, we forgot to use the Contraceptive Charm… and that one night was enough…"

She looked back down at the floor.

"But what do you care? You don't want this baby."

He sighed, pulling her into his arms.

"I'm sorry Ginny. I didn't mean to act that way it's just… you caught me off guard. I wasn't expecting it, but don't think that I don't want this baby, because I do. It's just…"

He sighed.

"Don't be sorry Harry. It's obvious that you don't really want children right now, it's nothing to be sorry for, but the fact is that it's done."

He sighed.

"You're not listening to me Ginny. I would love to have a baby with you right now, and I love that I'm going to; it's just that it's not exactly the safest time to be raising a child."

She looked at him.

"You always say that it's too dangerous."

He offered her a wry smile at that comment.

"Well it's true. It is too dangerous. David was released today, and I can bet that he'll want revenge."

It was now Ginny's turn to sigh.

"Well, we'll just have to be really careful from now on."

He nodded, and then grinned a bit.

"How far along are you?"

She smiled, leaning into him.

"About a month."

He nodded.

"And how long have you known?"

She bit her lip.

"About four days."

He goggled at her.

"You've known for four days… and you didn't tell me?"

She shook her head.

"I was waiting for the perfect opportunity."

His grin widened.

"Well, I do believe that we're going to be parents, what do you want to do now?"

Ginny smiled.

"I want to finish dinner."

Harry laughed as Ginny climbed off of his lap and ran to the door, eager to get to her treacle tart.

"I just hope that everything goes alright."

So with that last murmur to himself, he stood up and followed his wife into the dining room.