CHAPTER 29: A LIFE IS GIVEN UNTO US

For the next few days, Louise didn't leave the castle. She told everyone that she wasn't letting Harry out of her sight because, after all, she was carrying his baby.

She charged through the corridors with a Quaffle up her top screaming,

'MAKE WAY! MAKE WAY! WOMAN PREGNANT WITH AN ILLEGITIMATE LOVE CHILD COMING THROUGH!'

She tried to bash everyone she could with her 'bump' and used every situation she could to draw attention to the facts a) she slept with Harry and b) she was 'pregnant'.

'Can I be the baby's godfather when it gets christened?' asked Ron, on Friday evening when he, Harry and Louise were sat by the fire in the Gryffindor common room.

'NO!' said Louise. 'I'm not letting my child sight to THAT,' she pointed at his hair, 'until he's at least twenty nine!'

Ron looked sad for a moment but tried to cover it up by asking Harry if he thought of any names for his child.

'No,' said Harry. 'I'm going to see what he looks like.'

Ron pondered for a while.

'What if he looks like a llama?' he said, trying to be smart.

'He's not going to look like a llama!'

'Well, how do you know?'

'Because I didn't shag Hermione!'

'Oh…'

Louise just looked appalled by the fact that Ron could possibly think that her baby would look like a llama.

There was a short pause of which only the clicking of Louise's knitting needles could be heard. She was knitting what appeared to be a woollen mug, although she insisted it was a baby-grow.

'I hate you, Ron!' she said, after a while.

'Oh, for God's sake,' said Harry, and he went upstairs.

'What?' protested Ron. 'Why?'

'Because you're the most annoying, most hurtful, most insensitive, most… GINGER person I know!'

'I didn't even do anything!'

'You treat me like crapola!' Louise retaliated. 'I'm your best friend's wife! Be a bit nicer to me!'

'You're not his wife!' said Ron. 'And I don't even know what I did!'

'Ohhhh! I hate it when people act innocent when they know full well what they've done!' Louise screamed and she torn the Quaffle out from under her top and threw it at Ron's head.

Ron collapsed to the floor, slipping in and out of consciousness. Louise looked stunned. She could barely move. She edged over to where Ron lay and knelt down beside him.

'Oh my God,' she said in a whimper. 'I've… I've… I'VE GIVEN BIRTH!'

She picked up the Quaffle, turned and ran up the stairs to Harry.

'HARRY! I'VE GIVEN BIRTH! I'VE HAD OUR BABY! WE'RE PARENTS!'

Harry stared at the Quaffle.

'Oh, My… GOD!'

He jumped up and down in excitement.

'He's so beautiful! He's so perfect!'

'We'll call him Phillip…'

'…John…'

'…Edgar…'

'…Rupert…'

'Conway-Potter!'

Louise smiled and her eyes welded up with tears.

A few days later, the entire school was in the Great Hall eating breakfast. Dean Thomas had taken place opposite Harry and Louise, next to Ron.

'That is really creepy, you know,' said Dean as he watched Harry and Louise tried to spoon-feed Phillip Co Co Pops.

Louise had put her home made baby-grow on the Quaffle and duct taped a rattle to one side. She'd also stuck googly eyes on where it's face should be.

Harry gasped as if Dean had suggested that he marry Professor Umbridge, instead of just stating the obvious.

'Harry…' said Ron, 'It's just, a Quaffle.'

'HOW DARE YOU!' shouted Harry at Ron, just as Seamus sat down on the other side of Ron.

'Hey, everyone!' he said in his overly Irish accent.

Ron looked very scared in the direction of Seamus.

'Hey,' continued Seamus, appearing not to have noticed Ron, 'has anyone scene my pink scented stationary set? Only I seem to have misplaced it.'

Ron let out a small whimper as he saw Louise give him an "I told you so" smile. He got up and ran top speed out of the Great Hall. Although, he returned a few seconds later to collect his Shreddies and then he was off again!