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Chapter Fifty-Five

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"I just can't believe how irresponsible the two of you are!" His mum raged as she paced in front of them.

Harry and Ginny sat on the sofa - on far, opposite ends, trying to put as much distance between them as they could - as they faced his mum. They were both now fully dressed, though their hair was now wild from the fingers that had run through it.

Neither of them had yet to utter a single word of response. Their faces were as red as Ginny's hair as they tried to avoid everyone's gazes. Including eachother's.

Harry was currently burning a hole in his pajama trousers from how intensely he was staring at them. He was just thanking Merlin that his dad - who was currently sitting in a chair facing them - hadn't said anything to contribute to their scolding, becuase somehow, Harry was sure that whatever his dad came up with would make this far more embarrassing than the situation already was.

"Merlin, not to mention that your parents are sleeping upstairs right now, Ginny!" His mum continued on and she stopped her pacing and stared at them with her arms thrown up in the air. "How am I supposed to look them in the eye after all of this, hmm?"

Harry's head finally snapped up and looked up at him mum in horror.

"You're not going to tell them, are you?" Harry spoke up, panicked. That would just be the sort of thing that would get him into bad terms with the rest of the Weasleys. He didn't think that he could bear Mrs Weasley looking at him with hatred for trying to have sex with her only daughter…

Not to mention Ron… He wouldn't be able to stand not having his best friend by his side. He was the glue that held Harry and Hermione together… which made all three of them a team. Without Ron, Harry wasn't entirely sure that he and Hermione would have gotten as close as they have.

His mum hesitated as she saw the panic on Harry's face. She worried her hands together as she shifted her feet restlessly. "I'm tempted to, but… I-I'm not sure what to do..."

It was then at that moment where Harry was reminded that his parents were entirely new to this aspect of parenting. They've never had to punish him before. Never really had to scold him for any wrongdoings, either...

A part of him felt sorry that he had even put them in this position, but the larger part of him refused to apologize for what he and Ginny had done together. What they did was a new form of magic that he just discovered. And he was determined that they try to go at it again, no matter what his parents said.

This was Harry and Ginny's decision. Not his parent's decision.

They were quiet as they found themselves at a stalemate. Lily was unsure of how to proceed while Harry was unwilling to say anything in fear of accidently swaying her decision to tell the Weasleys.

"Please don't hate me, Mrs. Potter…" Ginny suddenly said in a quiet voice as she looked down at her hands. Harry looked over at her and he wanted more than anything to reach out and comfort her in that moment. But he had enough common sense to realize that would probably do more harm than good.

Lily's hard gaze softened as she looked at the girl that had captured his heart wholly. "Ginny, I could never hate you."

Lily waited until Ginny finally peaked her gaze up to give her a soft smile, trying to reassure her. Ginny relaxed her tense shoulders at the sight of it before she nodded slightly to herself.

It was then that Lily's hesitation cleared as she looked between Harry and Ginny before landing on gaze onto Ginny again. "But, perhaps, you should go up to your room, Ginny. James and I want a word with Harry alone."

Harry's eyes widened at the hard undertone that was creeping in his mum's voice and had to actively try to keep his panic at bay as Ginny stood from the sofa.

To her credit, Ginny didn't look as though she was dying to rush out of there. Instead, she slowly walked away, her face completely scarlet and her expression mortified.

Harry was desperate to know what she was thinking but resolved himself to knowing that he would have to wait to talk this through with her.

They waited until she was completely out of sight up the stairs until his mum immediately turned on him.

"How could you be so irresponsible, Harry?! I thought that you had more sense!"

A deep defensiveness overtook all the embarrassment that he was feeling in that moment.

"I am responsible!" Harry argued back, passionately.

Lily quirked a single eyebrow in disbelief at him. It irritated him. "Oh, really? What sort of contraception were you planning on using? Because as you know, there is a war looming and your father and I are too young to be grandparents. Not to mention you and Ginny being too young to be parents, yourselves."

Harry froze as the blood drained from his face, leaving his skin pale white and sickly looking. He had nothing to say in response to that question… Because in truth, he hadn't even thought of it.

Merlin… What if he had gotten Ginny pregnant tonight?

His mum was right. He was irresponsible.

When he didn't say anything, his mum sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. Because his silence was confirmation enough that he hadn't thought of contraception. "Have you even discussed sex with Ginny beforehand?"

Harry flushed at the mention of the word 'sex'. This was a conversation he never wanted to have with his mum…

Lily waited a moment for Harry to answer, but again, he had no response.

His mum groaned as she shook her head at him, disappointed. "I'll take your silence as a no. Harry, as much as you think that you're ready for sex, you have to remember that there are TWO people involved, not just yourself. Ginny might not be ready to have sex and you wouldn't know, because you've never even asked her!"

Harry reflected on this with mounting dread. Merlin. Was he really this dense? The way that his mum put it, he soundly like a bloody idiot.

His mum was nowhere near done, however. She had a couple more jabs to take when it came to taking down Harry's previously imagined responsibility. "Harry, Ginny may be your girlfriend but she still is only fifteen. She may still be too young to want to have sex with you. And I DON'T want you to inadvertently pressure her before she is ready... Understood?"

Harry bit his lip and nodded. And he actually felt that he was on the verge of tears as he thought over all the mistakes he had made… as well as the mistakes he could have made.

His mum gave a firm nod before she pointed to the stairs. "Now get your arse into bed, young man! I expect you to apologize to Ginny tomorrow before you have a real talk about where you both stand in your relationship."

Harry nodded obediently again as he stood on shaky legs and headed for the stairs. He could feel both of his parent's gazes boring a hole in the back of his head as he retreated in his shame.

As he walked the halls, Harry took a detour to the bathroom, to wash cool water onto his flushed cheeks. As he turned the faucet off and looked at his wet face in the mirror, he wondered at all that his mum said… Wondered why he didn't think of these questions before.

Merlin, they should have classes for things such as sex… Because apparently, there was a lot a person had to think of before even having sex.

Harry dried his face off with a towel before leaving the bathroom. He was walking the hall, all of the portraits looking at him curiously, as he headed back to his bedroom.

When a door suddenly opened just as he was passing it and he was forcibily dragged inside the room…

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A/N: BAHAHAHA! I am soooooo evil! But PART THREE is going to be posted by at least tomorrow! I just like to tease you guys! :D

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