Ginny had managed to convince Hermione that now Ron was awake she was allowed to go home and get some sleep. Hermione had followed her back to the Burrow without a second word but now as they sat at the kitchen table eating she couldn't take her eyes from Ginny. She hadn't seen her since the first week Ron had been in the hospital, and even though it had only been three weeks, something about Ginny was different. Ginny looked more than warn out, dark circles under her eyes confirmed that Molly had a right to worry. Even Hermione looked better than her, even though she had slept only when she was kicked out of the ward.
"Ginny are you alright?" she asked as she placed her sandwich back on the plate.
"As good as can be," she replied with a short smile, then went back to munching her sandwich not making eye contact.
Hermione wasn't convinced though, she truly hadn't realised what the loss of Harry had done to her. She knew they had become extremely close, but until now she hadn't realised to what extent. She knew then the extent that Ginny loved Harry, she knew she couldn't function without him and her heart went out to the girl. She wanted Harry back to, but Ginny needed him back.
Ginny carefully gathered the plates together once they were done and turning to the sink dropped them in. Hermione looked up at the clatter as the plates hit the sink to hard and realised that Ginny had collapsed in a heap on the floor. Instantly Hermione was at her side cradling her head carefully in her lap.
"Ginny what happened, are you alright?" Hermione brushed strands of Ginny's hair out of the way as Ginny's eyes came back into focus.
"I just went all dizzy all of a sudden," she pushed herself up carefully but Hermione watched as she became even paler.
"Oh I don't feel good."
Ginny shot up and headed for the bathroom before Hermione even knew what was happening.
By the time Hermione caught up with her she'd locked the door behind her and so Hermione had to talk through the door.
"Ginny this isn't the first time in the last few weeks you've been sick. Your mother was telling me how worried she was that you were making yourself ill," she paused for a moment as she heard water running, "but that's not it is it Ginny."
Hermione stepped back as she heard the click of the lock and the door opened a crack. All she could see was an obviously tear smudged face. Ginny hadn't told anybody that she was pregnant, she hadn't wanted to ad to the worry. But now at six weeks she was beginning to show tell tale signs. She couldn't help the morning sickness she felt, even though it never seemed to strike in the morning. Or the fact that she had never eaten so much in her life. Luckily though she hadn't started to show yet so she hadn't needed to explain that. But she had expected Hermione to put two and two together. This had been another reason she hadn't gone to see Ron.
Hermione pushed the door further open and pulledGinnyinto a hug. Ginny collapsed against her shoulder and cried deeply.
"I don't know what to do Herm, I'm so happy but at the same time I'm scared stiff. I can't do this without Harry; I need to find him so badly."
Hermione carefully steered her to her bedroom and plonked Ginny down on the bed.
"Lye down for me will you before you have another dizzy spell," she demanded rather motherly like.
Ginny smiled up at her friend,if anybody had to know she was glad it was Hermione. She was like the older sister she had prayed for and she knew she'd do anything to help.
Ginny proped herself up carefully with pillows, enough so she could still look at Hermione, but no so much that she felt dizzy. Hermione took up seat next to her and stoked her hand lightly.
"How long have you known Ginny?"
Ginny sighed and stared out of the window, "about two weeks for sure. When I missed my period I got worried so I went to talk to a healer while everyone was out of the house. She told me straight away I was pregnant," she laughed slightly to herself and looked Hermione in the eyes, "she didn't even look me over. As soon as I entered she knew."
"Oh Ginny why didn't you tell me. I could have been helping you."
Ginny squeezed Hermione's hand lovingly and smiled, "you've had your hands full with Ron. I didn't want to worry you anymore than you needed."
"Oh you daft girl," she laughed and pulled Ginny into another hug.
Some time later Ginny had finally fallen asleep and Hermione left her peacefully. When she made her way down to the kitchen she found Mr. Weasley sat going over some papers.
"Oh hello Hermione, I didn't realise you were home," he smiled cheerfully as she took a seat up next to him.
"Yeah now Ron's awake I thought I'd come back and get some proper sleep and a good shower."
It fell silent between them as neither really knew what to say. It was rare that they were left alone, and every time they hit awkward moments like this. Hermione cleared her thought and quickly thought of something to say.
"Has the ministry been informed of what Ron knows?"
"Yes as soon as I heard. They've sent out search parties so hopefully we'll know more soon."
He made his excuses and disappeared up the stairs soon after that, but not before giving her a quick kiss on the forehead. Hermione was a little taken aback, but she smiled, she really did love the Weasleys. Every last one of them seemed to know what to do to make her feel better, even Charlie and Bill who she barely saw.
Hermione sat alone for some time pondering what to do next. When Fred and George returned they let her know Molly was staying with Ron tonight so she was off the huck. But as she climbed the stairs to the bedroom she knew she wouldn't be sleeping easily. She had thought when Ron was awake she would rest better, but now all she could think of was Harry. What had been happening to him while they all had just sat back?
