Later that day, Ginny tried prying Ron out of the room, Harry and Hermione both behind her. The bedroom door had been locked, telling Ginny that something had gone horribly wrong in the letter...and she wanted to know why and what was going on.

"C'mon, Ron! Please let one of us in!" Ginny begged.

"No!" Ron's shaken voice shouted from the other side. "I want to be alone!"

Ginny looked at Hermione hopefully. "Think you could help him out?"

Hermione nodded and took Ginny's place in front of the door. "Ron, I don't know what your mum said in the letter, but it would help a lot if you told us. Let us help you, Ron. Especially me. I can't afford to lose you right now, I just can't."

Ginny cast a sideways look at Harry. "What does she mean by that?"

Harry, not thinking, started to say, "Well, your brother and Hermione are in a tight spot right now...", then heard Ron on the other side yell, "Don't you dare tell her, Harry! Don't you even think about it!", making Hermione jump back from the door slightly.

Ginny looked more confused than ever. She forecefully took back the spot in front of the door. "If there's something going on Ronald, I want to know NOW," she spat, stomping her foot angrily.

Ron opened the door, his face red from crying and looked at Ginny. "Why, Gin? So you can go and do the VERY stupid thing I did? Not a chance, Ginny! NOT. A. CHANCE!"

Hermione grabbed Ron's arm and tore the letter from his hand.

Ron just stood there, not objecting, not even trying to stop her. But by the look on her face, he started crying all over again.

"What's it say?" Harry asked behind Hermione's should, only speaking in a tone she could hear and not Ginny.

"I-- I can't even say it," Hermione gasped. "It's terrible. Who would have ever thought...?"

"Lemme see," Harry took the letter from Hermione and started reading as well, also shocked by the news. And without thinking, he blurted out, "She kicked you out?"

"WHAT?" Ginny yelled looking at Ron. "What the bloody hell did you do?" she screamed, tears forming in her eyes.

"Don't swear," Hermione told her gently.

"I'm sorry!" she cried, drying her eyes. "You just can't get kicked out, Ron! You can't!" she sobbed, hugging her brother around the waist.

Ron dried his eyes knelt, hugging Ginny back. "What'd you do?" she sobbed. "I want to know everything."

Ron looked at Hermione. "Think it's best if I told her myself? Then she can come talk to you?"

Hermione nodded. "Go ahead. I'll be in the library for the time being."

Harry nodded as well. "I'll go with her. Help he find whatever she needs."

Ron agreed and disappeared down the halls with Ginny, Hermione hoping that she'd take it just as well as Ron and her were...

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Ginny dried her eyes on her sleeve once her and Ron were settled in the Gryffindor Common Room. She didn't know what he was going to tell her, but by the way everything had been going on lately, she knew that it probably wasn't good in the least. She probably didn't even want to know.

Ron sat across from Ginny and sighed. This was the day he was dreading the most. Both Harry and Hermione had told him that sooner or later, he'd have to tell Ginny, and he knew it, but he just didn't want more punishments his way.

"Ginny...what I'm going to tell you isn't easy for me. I had tried to avoid telling you for as long as I could...although I'm sure you'd have found out by now, anyway..."

Ginny nodded, assuring that she was listening,

"Hermione and I-- well...it's one of those things that I tried to keep you from doing...one of the things that I would always try to protect you of. And it's the thing...the mistake...that I made."

"One you didn't want me to?" Ginny asked.

Ron nodded. "Yes. And I feel stupid letting you know that I did it...and it's the thing I was trying to protect you of. I feel like I let my only little sister down."

Ginny shook her head. "No, Ron...you didn't. Whatever you did. You didn't let me down."

Ron shook his head in response. "No, Ginny, you don't understand. I did something that made Mum so made at me that she kicked me out of my home."

Ginny looked at Ron. "What exactly did you do?"

Ron sighed. "Ginny, I---- I got Hermione pregnant."

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Hermione was looking through rows and rows of books in the library while Ron talked with Ginny.

Harry was on the other side, helping out, since he knew that Ron would want him to.

Hermione grabbed a book off the shelf, and leafing through it, she said, "Harry, you know what Ron and I'd been thinking?"

"Enlighten me," Harry smirked.

"Funny," Hermione rolled her eyes and put the book back, searching once more.

"I know I am. Tell me."

Hermione smiled. "Well, since you, me and Ron are best friends, we decided that when the baby-- "

"What if it's more than one?" Harry asked, wanting to tease her just a little bit.

Hermione shivered. "Don't put me in that thought. Not now at least. Anyway, whether it's one or more, Ron and I wanted to make you the godfather," Hermione smiled, grabbing a thick name book off the shelf.

Harry returned the smile. "Like Sirius is to me?"

Hermione nodded. "Precisely. What do you say?" she asked, tucking the book under her arm.

"I say definitely. But I have to ask...who's idea was it?"

Hermione smirked. "Ron's."

"Really? I would have guessed that it was yours," Harry handed Hermione a much less thicker name book.

"Nope. All Ron's idea," Hermione said again, laying the two books on a nearby table and grabbing another book.

"Find anything other than name books?"

Hermione shook her head. "No. I think I may have to...I don't know...ask someone?"

"Who?"

Hermione shrugged. "I don't know. Mrs. Weasley's upset major, and there's nobody else."

"You tell your parents yet?"

Hermione nodded. "Yes. They didn't kick me out, but they were very upset with me. I don't think my Mum's in the mood to help right now, either."

Harry thought. "Then who else would you ask? You and Ron need to know what's coming around the corner."

Hermione nodded. "I know we do. But it's hard to find somebody's who willing to help you when they're not so angry. I mean, my Mum has some that she'd used when she was pregnant with me, but like I said..."

"She's not up for it right now. Right."

Hermione sighed. "I think this is all I'm going to get for now," she said, grabbing the two books off the table. "At least we'll have some name options to go through," she laughed.

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"I--- I'm sorry. Did I hear you right?"

Ron nodded, feeling his ears turn pink. He was swimming deep in embarressment.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Ginny asked, tears brimming her eyes. "Why?"

"I was scared to," Ron said in a small voice. "I-- I was afraid that you..."

"That I would be upset at you and hate you?"

Ron nodded.

"But-- but that doesn't make any sense! Nothing you could ever do could make me hate you!" Ginny cried. "NOTHING!" she finished, flinging herself to her brother in a hug.

Ron wrapped his arms in a hug around his sister. "Why's that?"

"Because I love you too much...and-- " she looked at him.

"And what?"

"You were always there for me. Even when the others weren't. You-- and I hate to say it," she added a smile and a laugh, "are my favorite brother, Ron."

Ron smiled. "Really?"

Ginny nodded and smiled. "Really. I don't care if Mum kicked you out...I'll help you and Hermione. Me and Harry."

Ron smiled again and got up with Ginny. "Know what, Gin?"

"Hmm?"

"You're the best sister I could want...even if you are a git sometimes," he added teasingly.

Ginny just smiled and gave him a playful punch. "I know I am, but you still love me, right?"

Ron nodded. "Always, Ginny. Always."

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If that's short, I'm sorry!

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