AN: B 5, and the prompt is: "Unless I screw this up, I'm going to marry you." "Well, you better not mess this up." - Again not my number, but if I'm supposed to wait for my number I'll never write anything, lol

"Are you sure you want me there?" Harry asked, giving Ginny a sceptical look.

"Oh, I'm very sure," Ginny replied, grimacing with a low moan. "And if you remember, you promised me."

"Yeah, I know, I know," Harry replied quickly. "And I'll keep my promise. Promised. And unless I screw this up, I'm going to marry you."

Ginny laughed. "Well, you better not screw this up, Potter. Besides, in case you forgot, we're already married."

"I know, I know," Harry muttered, looking around in panic.

"And now take me to St Mungos. My water broke ten minutes ago. It can start now at any moment."

Harry took a deep breath, squared his shoulders, his gaze focused on Ginny. Determined, he grabbed her arm and spoke in a calm voice, "Let's get started then. It can't be worse than facing Voldemort."