A/N: yeah, okay, pissed off writer here. I know I shouldn't let one reviewer get me worked up when I have so many lovely faithful reviewers, but I can't help it. Point: THIS IS FANFICTION! These are my versions of J.K. Rowling's characters. They can't be exactly the same as they are in the actual books, it isn't possible, and so if I want to add a certain personal touch to them, I should damn well be able to do that without complaint. Unless you know, I went overboard or something, which I didn't. So anyway, yeah just, read and review dolls and gents. Oh, I'M SO EXCITED! GCFANFICS OPENS AGAIN TOMORROW!

Chapter 23

Ginny and Harry Strike Back

"Ginny dear, are you sure you both don't need any help setting up?" Mrs. Weasley was following Ginny around the whole Burrow and had been doing so since about nine that morning. Ginny glanced at her watch, it was 2:50. "Because your father and I will be more than happy to help, you know, it's not that big of a deal."

She kept on going, taking Ginny's silence as a good sign. "Are you even entirely sure you should be moving out at all right now?" Ginny whipped around and her eyes flashed furiously. Harry ran over, clapped a hand over her mouth and pulled her into the backyard, smiling at Molly.

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH THAT WOMAN?" Ginny demanded.

"Hey, it's okay, Gin, she's just being an overprotective mother." Harry stroked the sides of her face and brushed her copper hair behind her ears.

"I KNOW! That's what's so damn frustrating!" Ginny bit her lip as angry tears gathered in her eyes.

"Awe, Gin, don't cry. Just think, tonight we'll be sipping champagne in a bath full of bubbles and candles everywhere. In our own house! Think about that whenever she pisses you off." Harry soothed, kissing away the small tears that had escaped from Ginny's eyes. She smiled and sighed, wrapping her arms around her fiancé's waist.

"Merlin, what would I do without you?" Ginny whispered.

"Well I know what you can do with me." Harry replied and proceeded to whisper exactly what he was thinking in her ear.

"Oh! Sorry." Someone said. Ginny turned to look and saw Hermione, blushing furiously, hurrying back inside.

"You should talk to her." Harry said seriously, looking Ginny in the eyes.

"I know, but what would I say?" Ginny bit her lip.

"Just apologize. I want you to be happy tonight, no worries at all." He kissed her gently and nudged her towards the door. Ginny gave him a weak smile and headed back inside.

"Oh, Ginny, I was wondering—" Mrs. Weasley began.

"I have to talk to Mione, mum, I'll be back later." Ginny said and quickly ran upstairs. She walked down the hallway and heard someone get sick in the bathroom. She knocked softly on the door. "Mione?" She called. The door opened at Hermione stood there, wiping her mouth sheepishly.

"Hi…"

"Mione, can we talk?" Ginny asked, holding out her arm.

"Sure, hold on." Hermione grabbed some toothpaste, put it on her finger and shoved it in her mouth, chasing it with some water. She swished it around and spit it in the sink. "Okay, I'm good." She linked her arm through Ginny's and they headed into Ginny's room. Hermione sat down on the bed and Ginny sat beside her.

"Look, Mione, I'm really sorry about freaking out on you."

"Oh, Ginny. I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have overreacted like that." Hermione replied.

"So you're not mad at me?"

"Of course not, are you mad at me?"

"Not anymore. Oh I'm so glad!" Ginny said, throwing her arms around her best friend. Hermione laughed and returned the hug. They moved back and sat in silence for a minute. "Well that wasn't so hard." Ginny mused.

"Nope…so, did you uhm, hear me get sick?" Hermione asked. Ginny nodded.

"Yeah. So are you, uhm, you know…?"

"I think so. I bought one of those Muggle pregnancy tests."

"And what was the verdict?"

"I haven't taken it."

"Where is it?"

"At home."

"Let's go!"

"What?"

"Come on, let's go to your place, let you take it, and find out once and for all." Ginny said, standing up. She noticed Hermione's hesitation. "What's wrong?"

"It's just…what if I'm not? I'll be so upset."

"What if you are?" Ginny asked and let her question linger in the air. Hermione stood up as well.

"Let's go."

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"Hermione!" Ginny snapped impatiently.

"Hold on!" Hermione snapped back, opening the door. She came out holding the test in hand, watching it intently.

"Are you?"

"I don't know yet!"

"How about now?"

"No."

"Now?"

"No."

"Now?"

"Yes."

"Huh?"

"Oh my god. I'm pregnant." Hermione whispered. They heard a crash and a thud, along with both of their shrieks. Ginny whipped out her wand as they both spun around to find someone sprawled in the floor. "Ron!" Hermione cried, running over to her husband. "Help me, Ginny, will you?" Hermione said, grabbing Ron under the arms. Ginny grabbed his legs and they hauled him into the living room and onto the couch.

"Christ he's heavy." Ginny said, falling to the floor and leaning against the recliner. Hermione sat beside her husband and pulled out her wand.

"Ennervate." She muttered. Ron stirred and opened his eyes wearily.

"Mione?" He asked, grabbing his head right away. "Bloody hell. What happened?"

"You passed out, dear."

"Yes I know that but—what is that in your hand?" Ron asked, snatching it before Hermione could do anything. Ginny took that moment to stand up and creep quietly from the room, Apparating back to The Burrow once she got in the kitchen.

"Ginny! There you are!" Harry said, grabbing onto her as he stumbled from the surprise of his fiancée appearing in front of him as he searched frantically for her. "I thought you and Mione killed each other or something. Where did you go?"

"Back to her house." Ginny smiled.

"What for?" Harry asked, and leaned in when Ginny beckoned him to her.

"Hermione's pregnant!" She whispered excitedly.

"Really? That's fantastic!"

"I know! I'm so happy for her." Harry opened his mouth to respond to this sudden change of thought, but at her beaming face, he thought better of it.

"Oh, I was looking for you because your brothers came and offered help on getting our stuff to our place, so I uh, let them."

"Which brothers?" Ginny narrowed her eyes.

"Bill and Percy…"

"Oh okay." Ginny said in relief. Harry muttered something. "What?"

"I said the twins may have helped as well."

"WHAT? YOU LET THEM INTO OUR HOUSE?" Ginny shrieked, instantly Apparating away.

"Ginny!" Harry called to the empty room and Apparated to their house, assuming that's where she went.

"No, no, Fred, you have to put it in the middle."

"They don't sleep in the middle."

"It's their first night together in their own home, I suspect they will do more than sleep and be in the middle." George sighed.

"Okay, ew. Never say that again. But like, all down in a line, or spread everywhere—"

"SON OF A BIT—Ginny!" They both bellowed as something hit them soundly in the backs of their heads.

"WHAT are you two DOING!" She yelled at them, placing her hands on her hips.

"Nothing!" They squeaked, trying to hide a bag behind them. Ginny summoned it with her wand.

"Nothing, eh? Oh honestly, itching powder? Have you two not found anything else better than this shit yet?" Ginny tsked. The twins mouthed wordlessly at her as she tapped her foot impatiently.

"Petrificus Totalus!" Someone yelled and Fred and George's legs snapped together, arms glued to their sides, and tipped forward. Ginny stepped backwards so as to not be hit by them. Harry came to stand beside her and they looked down on the boys in amusement.

"Okay, you stand one of them up." Ginny said. Harry went for Fred. He turned him around and Ginny promptly dumped half of the bag of itching powder down the back of his pants, and then they did the same to George. Laughing hysterically, they shoved them into the fireplace, said the counter curse, then threw floo powder on them.

"THE THREE BROOMSTICKS IN DIAGON ALLEY!" Ginny bellowed and Fred and George, looking at them in horror, disappeared within the flames.

"Oh my God that was priceless!" Harry said, gasping for air.

"Yes, but they'll try to get us back for ages."

"Oh well, that was damn funny."

"Ginny? There you are. All the furniture has already been delivered and put out. We didn't know how you wanted it arranged, but Fleur and Penny helped, so maybe it won't be half bad." Bill said as he and Percy walked into the room and then stopped, seeing the couple laughing hysterically. "Uh, do we even want to know?" He asked. Ginny, laughing to the point of not being able to breathe, shook her head 'no' frantically.

"Didn't think so. Shall we be going?" Percy asked and Harry nodded his head, also barely being able to breathe. Bill and Percy exchanged glances, chuckled, and disapparated.

"Think we should block the floo?" Harry asked when they'd recovered.

"Probably, and set up an anti-apparation field." Ginny smirked and left the room.

"Where're you going?"

"To explore the house, of course." Harry sighed and performed the necessary spells on the house, then went searching for his favourite red head.

A/N: So anyways. Push le button. 'I've got more wit a better kiss, a hotter touch a better fuck than any girl you'll ever meet sweetie you had me…'