Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JKR.

Krazi Kelli: Thanks so much for the birthday 'song'! I'm so glad you guessed what's going to happen, I felt like I was dropping LOADS of hints, but no one was picking up on them!

Bookwormandpoet: I really liked the wedding at the graves, too. I am now 15, just so you know. Maybe Ron and Hermione did what you think….what do you think they did? (ha I love this suspense thing!)

Elven Tresses: I loved the Ron and Hermione thing too! Yeah, the eloping was kind of sudden, but it'll have its purpose, just wait and see.

Dragonsoldier: I like it when the Weasley brothers get angry as well.

Misunderstood-orchid: Thanks for the B-day congrats!

Lady of the Rouge: Yay! Someone else has seen Tristan and Isolde and loved it! Angelique and I aren't the only ones!

WootWoot: Well, I had to change my plans a little so I can't promise anything.

Ok, thanks to everyone who sent me birthday congrats! You're all awesome! But you don't beat Angelique! Not by a long shot. I know ya'll probably just want to read the freakin story, but I don't care I'm gonna tell you what she got me anyway: Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, Quidditch through the Ages, 2 boxes of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, Fizzing Whizbees, Cockroach Clusters (These were kinda gross lol but super cool), and a wand (by accident lol right Angelique?) Is that not the awesomest Harry Potter dork's present? Ok back to the story.

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Chapter 16

A Surprise

"Hermione, dear are you alright?" Mrs. Weasley asked as she, Ron and Ginny gathered around the bathroom door.

"I'm fine! I think I have a little touch of the flu or something; do you have some sort of potion or anything I can take?" Hermione answered, opening the door.

A most peculiar expression came over Mrs. Weasley's face.

"I have a little something I think you'll need. Ron why don't you take Hermione up to Ginny's room and wait for me? Ginny, come help me."

Ginny obediently followed her mother, wondering what was going on. Mrs. Weasley stopped at her potion cabinet and began to pull out bottles, searching for the one she wanted.

"Here." Mrs. Weasley said brusquely as she handed Ginny a bottle.

Ginny stared at the label bewilderedly.

"'Morning and motion sickness reliever'? Mum why does Hermione need this?"

"Don't ask me anything right now, Ginevra. I need to talk to Ronald and Hermione first." Mrs. Weasley said worriedly.

Ginny noted her mother's use of her full name.

"Do I need to be there?" She asked.

"Yes."

Ginny followed her mother back up the stairs to her room and shut the door behind her. Ron and Hermione were sitting on Hermione's little pull out bed looking worried. Mrs. Weasley sat down on Ginny's bed and Ginny followed suit.

"Hermione, Ron, I'm just going to say this…no sugarcoating." Mrs. Weasley took a deep breath and stared at the two, "Hermione, you're pregnant."

Ginny gasped and stared at her mother, Ron fell off the bed, and Hermione's face turned paper white.

"I'm what?" Hermione said faintly.

"Pregnant….with child….in a fix…the family way….is any of this making sense to you?" Ginny said.

"I—no." Hermione said stupidly.

"No? Dear, you're going to have a baby." Mrs. Weasley said slowly.

"I-I know that! I—I just…this…this is NOT happening! I—I can't have a baby now! It's not in the plan! I—I don't have a career, or a house, or money, or anything! I don't even have a complete education! This was NOT supposed to happen! This relationship was NOT supposed to get this serious!" Hermione said hysterically.

Ron looked up.

"What do you mean, 'This relationship was not supposed to get this serious'?" He asked his voice deadly quiet.

Hermione gaped at him.

"I—It's just…you didn't think this was really going anywhere did you?" She asked timidly.

"Well, yeah, kinda! I mean, I told you I loved you on practically day one, and now you decide to tell me this relationship was not supposed to get this serious? Bloody great timing, 'Mione! I mean, what would you have thought?" Ron said, his ears growing red.

"I—Ron…" Hermione trailed off.

Mrs. Weasley stood up.

"I think the two of you need to talk. Ginny, come with me."

Ginny followed Mrs. Weasley out of the room without saying a word.

Once downstairs, she looked at her mother blankly.

"That was….not expected." She said.

"They're young and irresponsible, Ginny. Much like you and Harry, and might I add, before you go and judge them, the two of you ran off and got married." Mrs. Weasley said, pulling out her wand to start dinner.

Ginny gasped.

"Mum!"

"What is it?"

"Harry! We left him down here with the boys!"

Mrs. Weasley sighed.

"Go find him, dear. I can only imagine what they're doing to him."

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The broom shed…

"Will you guys untie me, please?" Harry said in a bored voice.

He'd been tied to a chair in the shed for nearly an hour being questioned by five of the Weasley brothers.

"Not just yet." Bill said smiling.

"Yeah we haven't asked you the most important question yet." Charlie said from the corner.

"And that would be….?" Harry asked.

"What are your intentions toward our little sister?" George asked.

"My intentions?" Harry repeated in disbelief.

"Yes, and make them good, Potter. But be quick, we don't have a lot of time."

"Okay…well I suppose I want to love her, and make her happy, and provide for her until I die." Harry said simply.

The Weasleys sat there for a moment.

"Okay, you passed, but we can't let you go just yet." Fred said.

"Why not?"

"We Weasley brothers have a little ritual we do whenever someone new comes into the family."

"What do you mean 'ritual'?" Harry asked suspiciously as George pulled a small package from his pocket.

"Courtesy of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, Potter. Nighty night! Don't let the dreams bite."

He sat the package down and waited until everyone left the shed before pointing his wand at it. At once, the package sprang open and thick amounts of fog filled the room. George left.

Harry felt himself growing tired. He struggled uselessly against his bonds as he fell into a deep sleep, scenes from his life flashing before his eyes. Images of Voldemort, the Chamber…dementors, dragons, Cedric dying….Sirius disappearing….Dumbledore dying….and Ginny laying in a coma appeared before his eyes. He was screaming, but no one seemed to hear him.

At last, the fog cleared and he slowly was able to open his eyes. He concentrated on using what little power he had over his wandless magic to undo his bonds. He slid from his chair with a thud landing weakly on the ground. He wiped his sweaty hair out of his eyes and dragged himself to his feet and out the door. He looked around, half expecting the Weasley's to be standing outside but no one was there. Harry felt a little uneasy about what the brothers had done to him. Surely they hadn't meant for that to happen…

Harry walked slowly up to the house as Ginny was coming out. He stopped and swayed slightly trying to focus on her face.

"Harry! Where have you been? I've been—Harry!" Ginny let out a shriek and ran as Harry fell to the ground.

"It's ok, Mum…'s just a dream…just a dream…" Harry muttered as he watched the world slide in and out of focus.

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"What do you mean it was a test?" Ginny's voice filled Harry's mind as he slowly woke. He opened his eyes blearily and saw that he was in the Weasley's living room and Ginny was yelling at her brothers.

"Now, Ginny, I wouldn't call it a test per say…it was more of a…joke." George said nervously.

"Yeah, Gin! A joke!" Fred chimed in.

"Honestly, Gin, all that was supposed to happen, see, is Harry was to black out and it was supposed to take his worst dreams and turn them into a sort of warning of what would happen if he hurt you." Bill said.

"His worst dreams? His worst dreams! Do you have any idea what his dreams are like? God knows what he saw! The five of you sat there and watched him go through all that shit he went through and I know…I know there's NO way you honestly thought that he didn't have nightmares about those things! How you could even imagine…" Ginny broke off and turned around to look at Harry, jumping when she noticed that he was awake.

"Harry…oh, Harry." She flung herself on him, sobbing.

"Gin!" Harry said weakly. "I'm ok…really. To tell you the truth, I'm having a bit of a problem remembering a lot of what happened right now."

"Really?" Ginny looked up hopefully.

"Yeah, really." Harry said, sitting up and kissing her on her forehead.

"Harry! You're awake! Oh we were so worried!"

Mrs. Weasley came into the room, her wand held aloft.

"I'm fine, Mrs. Weasley, really."

"Good…I'm so glad, dear. Now," Mrs. Weasley turned to her sons, "as for the five of you…"

"Erm…Harry why don't we go and see how Ron and 'Mione are coming along?" Ginny suggested quickly.

"Coming along on what?" Harry asked.

"Oh! I'd forgotten you didn't know…come on, I'm sure they'll fill us both in." Ginny said and dragged Harry upstairs.

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A/N: Ugh I HATE indecision! I was wavering between leaving this one where it is or continuing but seeing as how I've let my reviews pile to a HUGE amount that quite frankly startled me every time I saw my mailbox….but anyways the next chapter is gonna be SO much fun! Kat