AN: Hi! I just went to a website called 'Sink into Your Eyes.' The URL is http/ When you get there, if you think the picture of Harry and Ginny kissing is NOT awesome, pretty, romantic, and sweet, please tell me. NOTE: Ginny got pregnant around August 11. In this chapter, Ginny will have the check-up. Review answers!
Pettybureaucrat: Yes, they will! I thought about that when I was writing it! And OMG, you reviewed only like maybe 5 minutes after I updated! Oh, and Malfoy's living by himself. Narcissa was killed in the Final Battle, and Lucius was released from Azkaban, but is in hiding. : D I'm just making the house that he's living in be Malfoy Manor. When I pictured the houses Harry bought for his wife, himself, and his friends, they were huge, like 15 bedrooms, 5 bathrooms, a rec room, a family room, a sitting room, a living room, a computer room (Yes, I'm making them have computers!), etc.
Lauren: Glad you liked it!
RomanticDreamer7: Yeah, it was funny! (blushes) Why, thank you!
Special2: Aww, you make me feel special! (blushes furiously)
Ginny's POV
A few days ago I found out that Apparating is extremely dangerous for pregnant women. I stopped Apparating from then on out.
Right then, I was on my way with Harry to my first Medi Witch/Wizard appointment. I grabbed some Floo powder, walked into the fireplace, shouted "St. Mungo's Hospital" and dropped it. I landed in the lobby. I stood up, dusted myself off, and walked up to one of the clerks. I picked out a young one who looked nice. Harry tapped my shoulder and I jumped. I turned around to make sure it was him. It was.
"Harry, don't scare me like that!" I whispered harshly. I cleared my throat politely to get the clerk's attention.
"Yes? May I help you?" she asked.
"Um, yeah, could you please tell me where the maternity floor is?"
"Yes, it's the sixth floor."
"Thank you," I said. I started walking towards the elevator. I looked back over my shoulder to make sure Harry was following me. He wasn't. He was standing about two meters away from me, staring at the clerk who just helped us.
"Cho? Cho, is that you?" he asked.
"Harry? My gosh, it's been years!" she said, coming out from behind the desk. She and Harry shared a brief hug.
"Harry…" I growled. He looked at me.
"Cho, this is Ginny, my wife. You know, Ginny Weasley?"
"Oh, you mean the girl who opened the Chamber of Secrets?" she asked.
"I did NOT mean to. I was possessed by Voldemort," I replied, getting angrier without knowing why.
"Oh, right," she replied.
"Well, Harry and I should be off or we'll be late. We need to check and see if the baby is healthy."
"You're pregnant?" asked Cho. I nodded. "How old are you? 18?"
"Yep." And with that said, I grabbed Harry's ear and pulled. He followed me with several words of protest. I looked back over my shoulder and yelled, "Mosh puko!" When we got into the waiting room, we signed in on the little sign-in paper and sat down. I picked up a maternity magazine and started reading an article about teen mothers:
An Increase in Teen Mothers?
Has there been an increase in teen mothers? Maternity specialist Healer Penelope J. Clearwater has seen many teenage girls refuse an abortion, which is a Muggle procedure in which doctors remove an unwanted child.
"I have seen many teen pregnancies," Clearwater said. "On average, only three in ten girls ask for an abortion. It used to be that eight in ten girls would ask for an abortion. We have no idea why more girls suddenly wanted to become mothers."
Ginny didn't read anymore after that. She knew she and Harry wanted this child badly. They wanted to have a huge family. Then, a nurse stuck her head out the door.
"Mr. and Mrs. Potter, the Healer is ready for you now."
Harry and Ginny stood up and followed the nurse to a pure white room with several machines in it.
"Please lie down on the patient's table. (AN: That's what I'm gonna call it since I have no idea what it's really called.) Thank you. Now, we're going to need to draw some blood, and then the healer should be in," the nurse said.
"Ugh," I said. I hated seeing the Healers stick that needle in me. Since I'm a Healer, I have to do it, but I took the day off today. I wasn't feeling that well. The Healer finished drawing blood and sent it to the labs to be tested. I hoped I didn't have AIDS or Herpes or some other type of STD. I don't think Harry has been tested.
"Alright, Ginerva," the nurse said, coming back into the room. "You are completely healthy. Ah, here is the healer now."
"PARVATI?" I asked in disbelief.
"Oh, my God. Ginny? Is that you?" Parvati asked, looking shocked.
"Yeah. This prat," I said, pointing at Harry, "got me pregnant at 18."
Parvati laughed, seeing our wedding rings. "I always knew you guys would be perfect for each other. Now, Ginny, this," she said, pointing to a machine with a little screen like thingy, "is called an ultrasound machine. It helps to se things inside someone's body." She took out a bottle of aqua see-through-ish gel stuff. "Now lift up your shirt. Not all the way, but just enough to let me see the slight round spot." I lifted it up, and she squirted some of the gel on me. I shivered.
"It's cold!" I complained. Harry conjured up a blanket for me. "Thanks, love. Oh, can you get me some peanut butter?"
"Peanut butter?" he asked.
"Yeah, peanut butter. I want some. I like chunky. Please?" I gave him the lip. He sighed and conjured up a jar of peanut butter and a plastic knife. I screwed the top off, pulled the freshness seal thingy off, and dug in. "Harry?" I asked with my mouth full. "Milk? Please?" He sighed again and conjured up a bottle of milk and a straw. I took a sip. "Thank you, sweetie." Parvati put the little camera thingy where the baby was.
"Well, Ginny, the babies look healthy and happy," Parvati said.
"Hear that, Harry? The babies are fine!" I said excitedly. Damn mood swings. I did a double take. "Wait, did you just say 'babies'?"
"Yeah, you're having multiples. We're not sure how many yet, but there's a spell that can show how many babies you're carrying." She did the spell, and three tiny sparks shot out of her wand and circled around the tip. "Well, Ginny, it's triplets."
"Oh. My. God. Harry, no wonder I'm so big! I'm gonna look like a whale when I'm full term! How are we going to tell my family?"
"Relax, Ginny! They'll be happy. I'm sure of it," Harry said, trying to comfort his terrified wife. She was still babbling incoherently.
"Hey, Ginny? Between you and me, I'm pregnant, too, about four months. I got married to Dean," Parvati said. "Our families were shocked, but they got over it. But just so you know, I won't be your doctor when you give birth. It'll probably be Penelope Clearwater." Ginny nodded and she and Harry soon left St. Mungo's and headed for the Burrow.
At the Burrow:
"Um… Everybody? We called you here for a family meeting tonight because… well, Ginny had a check-up today, and she is indeed pregnant. The catch is, she's pregnant with… triplets," said an extremely nervous Harry.
Everyone started congratulating them, saying they would be great parents and that the family would help or baby-sit if needed. Harry and Ginny were relieved, and soon went home.
"Harry, I can't wait for our daughters and son," Ginny said, snuggling up against her husband.
"What makes you think it's going to be two girls and a boy?" he asked.
"I have a feeling," she replied. "Tell you what… if it IS two girls and a boy, then you have to… buy me 3 kittens. If it's any other combination, I'll change their diapers for the first two weeks. Deal?"
"Deal," said Harry. She was in for two weeks of changing diapers. Maybe. Maternal instincts were almost always right.
AN: Hey! I finally got another chapter done! Yeah, it's shorter than the last one, but my brain has been acting weird because we have an orchestra concert coming up in early May and MAP testing coming up in April. Boo. Please review!
Note: 'Puko' is Spanish for 'bitch' and 'mosh' is French for 'ugly.' So, Ginny called Cho an ugly bitch!
J/N: Whew, triplets eh? Sounds like this pregnancy could be an interesting one for poor Ginny….especially seeing as the cravings are hitting hard already! And yes, this one may be a tad shorter then usual, but you, Hannah, still managed to move the story along nicely; Cho Chang popping up was great! Wouldn't it be funny if she were also around for the final delivery? Just a thought….but I'm just the Beta so I'll shut up now.
Cheers!
AN2: No, Cho won't be around for the final delivery. As if! But Jackie, you're like the vice president for this story! You have an almost equal status as me!
