Okay so I'm spoiling you this week and I know it. Three post in four days! I just want to say thank you to all the nice things that were said. Looking at my results they're not bad. In fact I had a 2.2 which is a fantastic pass. I just missed by one module the grade I needed to go back. So now I'm all happy again and want to say thank you for all the nice comments and the only way I could think to do so was by posting. So here's another post and I hope you all enjoy.
On another note there's only two chapters left of this story, I know its pretty short. So the story will be over by next week.
Kris xx
Thirteen
Eight months flew by. Ginny couldn't really believe how much had changed. As they entered November she knew that in only a matter of weeks, possibly days, she would be having a baby. Her stomach knotted every time she thought of that.
Slowly she lowered herself into the armchair by the fireplace. She was shattered. She had been on maternity leave since September. She hadn't wanted to go so early but she was massive. Seriously she was worried about how big this child was going to be. Both she and Harry were small but her bump was huge. It was so big in fact that if it wasn't for magic she wouldn't be able to reach a lot of things.
She was missing work though. Well maybe not work itself but seeing the guys day in day out. She missed getting to go out and drink with them. She missed the teasing and the doughnuts. Oh she could eat doughnuts about now.
But work wasn't the only thing she was missing. She was missing Gavin terribly. He had started Hogwarts in September and she hadn't realised how hard it was to let your children go. She suddenly had more respect for her mother. It had been terrible stood on that platform waving her son away. And that had been with the knowledge that she would probably end up there at some point to see her friends.
Hogwarts seemed different since Hermione and Neville had joined the staff. It was a place that she was once more spending time in. Although she was very much aware that Gavin wouldn't want her snooping on him there. It was difficult.
Really the only reason she was coping was Harry. He was perfect. After the problems at the start things had quickly turned around. He was a darling. He took care of the girls and left her to sit around and rest. That's all she seemed to want to do these days. She was tired all the time and sure her ankles had swollen. She just wanted to be able to see them again.
She closed her eyes as the silence of the house floated around her. She felt at peace. Tonks had kindly taken the girls for the day. They had headed over to London Zoo to see some monkeys. Harry had instructed Tonks to keep them away from the snakes retelling the old tale of setting one on his cousin. The two girls had laughed as they had gone out with Tonks.
Ginny took a deep breath as she relaxed. She thought that maybe she could head up and take a bath and have a nice soak with bubbles. But then maybe she should eat. Yes the thought of work and doughnuts were still playing on her mind. Jam doughnuts. Oh how she could taste the strawberry jam and feel the sugar on her lips.
Waddling into the kitchen she opened the cupboard. No doughnuts. Harry had promised to pick her some up. She had commented on how magical doughnuts didn't taste the same as the freshly made ones. Damn he had let her down! Turning around she tried to locate her wand. It was on the table. Bending her knees at a funny angle she managed to lower herself down and reach it.
With a quick flick doughnuts appeared. One bite told her they were horrible though. She pulled a face dropping them back onto the table. Maybe she could head to the ministry. Yes it was just past ten and they'd be having a meeting. Ernst and Robbie would have doughnuts. But even thinking it was too much effort. Waddling back into the living room she dropped down into the chair.
"Accio Quidditch weekly."
The magazine flew swiftly into her hands. Now Quidditch was something she could still enjoy. Sure there was no way that she could get on a broom and play it herself but she could read up on it. She was excited by the new season. There were no clear favourites this year for the title.
Puddlemere had signed a new French player Desiree Rosseau. She had made a name for herself in the lower levels in the French league playing as chaser for France in the last world cup. Puddlemere had had a fierce battle against the Bats to get her. The hope was that her skills would take the team to the top.
But the Wasps too had signed a new recruit. A young boy named Russell Sullivan. He was straight out of Hogwarts and apparently one of the best keepers that had been seen in many years. The Wasps were sure that with his influence nobody would get a goal passed them.
Ginny flipped the next page of the magazine and looked at a giant picture of Victor Krum. He hadn't changed much in the years that was sure. He looked as grumpy as he ever had. She laughed almost silently to herself. Krum had recently retired from playing professionally and it looked like the Tornados had snapped him up train up their team. Ginny couldn't imagine what he would tell them, from what she remembered of him he had never spoken much.
She felt a twinge in her stomach and lowered the magazine a little. It looked like the baby was kicking again. This child was active that was sure. But she couldn't help but smile lightly at that. She wanted an active child, one that could keep her on her toes.
She imagined the child would be the best of her and Harry. Yet it would likely be influenced by the family past that was sure. With James Potter as a grandfather and Fred and George as Uncles this kid was likely to be a trouble maker. She had to grin it would probably get some from her, and Harry had never been one to keep to the rules.
Shaking her head again she looked once more at the magazine. Following on from the article on Krum there was one about a charity game between the departments within the ministry. She already knew about that though. It had been announced back in July. She had already been signed up to player Chaser for the Department of Mysteries. It was lucky really that the game wouldn't take place until next July. She'd be fit and ready for that.
She laughed thinking about the line up. Richard had played chaser for Hufflepuff back in his school days and had agreed to play with Ginny. Then there was Petur, an Icelandic colleague, who would be playing their third chaser. He seemed like an alright guy although Ginny didn't know him very well.
Their keeper was going to be Flavia. She was one of those Beauxbatons girls that reminded Ginny a lot of Fleur. When Ginny had heard she was going to be keeper she had laughed. The image of this girl up there maybe breaking a nail was unthinkable. But of course Ginny was forced to remember the Tri-wizard tournament and how Fleur had entered. So maybe the girls didn't worry about nails too much.
They had two beaters one was Wesley who was built to look like he would be a good beater. He had the same build as those that the Slytherins had always played in the position when she had been at school. Their second beater was a nineteen year old named Ariel. He had been one of the star players on his Ravenclaw house team and from what Neville had told Ginny he had skills.
The last member of their team was Tierra who was going to be their seeker. She was of a small build that suited that position best. Plus she was always running around the department so Ginny thought maybe she had the mind for it.
She knew though that they had their work cut out for them. Harry was playing Seeker for the Aurors and he had only ever missed the Snitch once and that had been when he had fallen off his broom due to Dementors in his third year.
Ginny felt another twinge in her stomach and dropped the magazine. What did this baby want? She wriggled in the seat and decided that she needed the toilet. She pushed herself up and headed towards the stairs. She hadn't even moved onto the bottom step when it happened. It was like the flood gates had opened. Looking down at the floor Ginny suddenly realised what was happening.
Those twinges she had been feeling for the last three hours were contractions and now her water had broken. The baby was on its way!
