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I am immensly sorry about the LONG wait! Here it is, after waiting and eternity and more. Chapter 9!
Stress.
Lot's of stress…And she hates it. Sitting there with…everyone, was just nerve racking for her. Harry was holding her hand, fingers laced, trying to be supportive for her. And to be honest, it was helping more than he knew.
Ginny glanced down at her left hand, her ring glittering in the sunlight. She gave Harry's hand a squeeze. Mrs. Weasley was doing her usually flurry around the kitchen. Fred had his arm around Hermione. It was entertaining watching George making fun of them. George was putting his arm around Ron's shoulders and trying to kiss his cheek.
"Gerroff me!" Ron shrugged his arm off and scowled at his plate, every once in a while, shooting jealous looks at Fred. Charlie cleared his throat, breaking the awkward silence that had fallen.
"So…Ginny, when's the wedding?" Ginny gaped at him. She hadn't told anyone just yet.
"How'd you…" Charlie rolled his eyes at her. Mrs. Weasley was beaming at the frying pan.
"Oh please Gin, we all knew…Everyone except you. And you" Bill said laughing slightly. Ginny grinned down at her plate so she could see her ring.
"Yeah…" She held up her left hand, beaming at everyone in turn. Everyone stood and applauded. Fred and George sandwiched her in a hug, pretending to sob into her shoulder.
"Baby Gin-Gin is growing up!" George wailed into her shoulder. Ron punched Harry on the arm.
"Way to go mate." Ron said smiling widely. Harry grinned back. Charlie called for quiet.
"Come on you lot! Just for a few minutes, then you can fawn over Ginny's finger all you want Mum." Everyone took a seat, still shooting thumbs up at Harry and Ginny.
"So really, when's the wedding?" Charlie asked them. Ginny had thought about it for hours the other night. Her ideal wedding, as she had told her mum when she was twelve, was marrying Harry in May, at the Hogwarts gardens. But the baby was coming in May.
"Today's November 12th. I think you need about 6 to 7 months to plan and just enjoy!" Mrs. Weasley said, wiping her eyes on her apron. "My oldest boy, now my youngest and only girl…"
"That makes May then," said Ron, counting on his fingers. Mrs. Weasley beamed at her.
"That's perfect Ginny! You told me you wanted it in May ages ago!" Ginny silently cursed her mother's good memory. The stress was returning…
"Erm…Did I?" She said, rather lamely. Mrs. Weasley beamed at her and nodded.
"Oh. I…um…I don't know." Charlie looked at her, rather confused.
"You told me at eight you wanted a spring wedding. I think I heard Harry in there too." Charlie raised his eyebrows at Harry, grinning.
Apparently good memories run in the family. How does she get out of this one? Ginny and Harry had made up and excuse that they had 'gone for a walk' the other night, while they actually had gone to St. Mungo's to figure her due date out…May 24th. She didn't want to be pregnant at her wedding.
Ginny opened and closed her mouth. She didn't know what to do and the frustration was bubbling inside her. Harry whispered to her, "Gin, you're killing my hand." Ginny shot him a look and he recoiled.
"So you do want a spring wedding…but you don't?" Ron asked, looking even more confused.
"I do, but—"
"So…April then?" Harry suggested. Ginny threw him 'you're not helping' glare.
"No! Not April!"
Bill threw his hands in the air. "Calm down, Ginny! May is the springy month!" he said.
"I am calm!" She shouted at him. Fred covered his face mockingly with his hands.
"Stop the yelling! It's tearing my heart out!"
"Fred! Be nice!" Hermione slapped him on the shoulder.
"I'M NOT YELLING!" Ginny screamed at him. Ron laughed.
"Yes, you are Ginny. If you want a spring wedding, but not in April or May, then we have a right to be a bit confused! What's happening here?" Harry said, smiling slightly.
Why is he smiling? Can't he see that she is stressing beyond belief right now! Did he forget that she is carrying his child to be due in May! He has no right to be smiling right now! He should be helping her!
"WHAT'S HAPPENING? IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT TO KNOW?" She shouted at him. Hermione stood up, sensing danger.
"Ginny!"
"OR HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN ABOUT THE BABY, HARRY POTT—oh crap…" Ginny plunked into her chair and covered her face. Hermione was copying her across the table. There was a loud scrapping of chairs as her brothers stood up. Suddenly, she felt someone fall to the floor beside her. Ginny looked around. Ron had punched Harry and was holding him to the floor.
"RON! GET OFF!" Ginny screamed at him, attempting to pull him off. Ron swatted her hand away and continued his go at Harry.
"YOU GIT! YOU KNOCKED UP MY SISTER! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WERE YOU THINKING?" Bill and Charlie were yelling obscenities and Fred and George were standing behind Ron, as if waiting in line.
"RON!" Ginny attempted to pry Ron off Harry again. "This is ridiculous…" She muttered, drawing her wand.
"Fraperra!" Ron let out a strangled cry and bats began to attack him from all directions.
"Call them off! Call them off!" Ron shouted, swinging wildly at the air. Ginny glanced around at her family, all sitting there fists clenched or staring into space. Bill was staring at her.
"So that's why we couldn't use Lily…" Bill said, still gaping at Ginny.
"Ginny! Call them off!"
Ginny nodded into her hands, which had returned to her face. She felt an arm around her shoulders. She looked up to see Hermione grinning at her.
"Could have gone better," She said laughing. Ginny chuckled along with her.
"It's not funny!" Bill yelled. Charlie looked aghast at Hermione.
"You knew?" He said to Hermione. Hermione 'tsked' at him.
"Who do think she's been taking her stress out on? When you came to her room she was having the melt-down that lead to Harry finding out." All eyes went to Harry again, who had regained his chair.
"And we thought we knew you…" Fred whispered in a mockingly deadly voice. George put up his fists in a fighting stance.
"Hold me back, Fred! Hold me back!" He called to his twin. Mrs. Weasley rounded on them.
"This is no time to joke, you two! This is very serious!" Fred sat in his chair, putting his hands behind his head.
"Ginny! These ruddy bats are attacking me!"
Ginny was trying to hide how upset she was. She kept her head buried in her hands and refused to look up. She didn't want to see her mother's disappointed face. She felt fingers entwine with hers. She didn't need to look up to tell it was Harry.
"Mum, relax. They're getting married anyway." George said, copying his twin. Mrs. Weasley opened her mouth, but closed it.
"You know, I think they're right…" She said slowly. Bill, Charlie and Ron gaped at her. Ginny's head shot up.
"Are you serious?" Ron said, still trying to beat away the bats. Ginny grinned and ran to hug her mother.
"Ginny! Can't you call—?"
"No. You deserve it," Ginny huffed, sitting back down in her chair. Ron turned to Hermione, a pleading look on his face. Hermione took pity on him and muttered the counter curse and hit him on the back of the head.
"Ouch! What—"
"You prat…" Hermione turned around and threw her arms around Ginny.
"Ginny! I'm so happy for you!" Ginny squeezed Hermione back, welcoming her support. Because Merlin knows she needs that.
"Thanks Hermione! For everything… I think I would have exploded from the stress if you hadn't been there!" Hermione grinned at her. Bill cleared his throat behind them.
"Ginny--"
"Are going to accept this or not? It's going to happen anyway, so the earlier you accept it and quit being idiots, the sooner you can appreciate that little Weasley will have a playmate her own age, someone to go to Hogwarts alongside them and grow up with!" Ginny said, hands going to her hips. She was blinking more than usual, trying to hold back her tears.
Fred applauded. "Good point, Gin!" Bill scratched his head, as he often did when under pressure. She had seen him do it quite a lot while debating on names with Fleur.
"Ginny, how old are you?" Bill said, folding his arms. Ginny glowered at him.
"I'm seventeen, as you very well know." Bill nodded. Charlie caught on quickly and looked his sister in the eyes.
"What did you want to be when you left Hogwarts?" Charlie interrogated. Ginny wasn't stupid. She knew where this was going.
"LOOK, I'm having this baby whether ANY of you like it or not!" Ginny shouted. A tear fell from her eye and she turned away. She didn't want to hear anymore. And she wouldn't let them see her cry. Ginny Weasley doesn't cry. What did they want her to do? Sure, they didn't like it…but they would just have to deal with it. She couldn't believe they wouldn't accept their niece or nephew, and grandson or granddaughter. Before they had the chance to utter another word, Ginny stormed out of the kitchen, seizing Harry's hand as she went.
HARRY POV
The look on her face at her family's reaction was enough to rip anyone's heart out. Bill was standing there, arms crossed. Charlie had this exasperated look on his face, just staring at her, as if screaming 'I can't believe you! I'm so disappointed!' Ron…well, his head hurt quite a lot at this moment. Harry saw the tears welling up in her eyes as she shouted at her brothers. She was upset that they wouldn't accept her-their-child, but they welcomed Bill and Fleur's with open arms, while pushing their baby away…
Ginny swiftly made her way out, reaching for his hand as she exited. He took it and followed her out. They hadn't even reached the living room before she turned around. The tears were falling thick. She wrapped her arms around him and sobbed into his chest. Harry softly stroked her hair whispering words of comfort in her ear. Muffled voices were coming from the kitchen that was just barely audible. Harry turned his attention to the sounds, trying to listen to what was being said…
"I don't believe this…"
"I'm not worried. Ginny is a big girl now. And I know that Harry won't just get up and leave," came Fred's voice.
"I can't believe all of you! Ginny is ecstatic about this baby! The only thing that was making this hard for her was telling you!" You always can trust Hermione to be there for you. "When I came back yesterday she almost had a panic attack from all the stress she has been under! She was shouting for nearly a half hour about how worried she was about telling you. When she wasn't stressing on breaking the news she was thinking of names and designing a nursery! She had a good point earlier, too. What was the point of speaking to her like that? You can't make it go away by bringing her down! Weasleys! Honestly..."
There was silence.
"I'm going to go find Ginny," came Ron's voice.
Harry turned his focus back onto the still sobbing Ginny. Harry lifted her chin up to look at him.
"It's going to be okay. Just let it sink in," She nodded and lay her head on his shoulder. Harry heard the kitchen door open behind him and turned to see Ron. Harry pulled away from Ginny, kissed her forehead, and made to go…somewhere away from there.
"Harry, stay here. Please?" Ginny said, grabbing his hand as he left. The pleading look in her eyes rooted his feet to the spot so he couldn't walk away if he wanted to. He lowered himself onto the couch beside her. Ron scratched the back of his head nervously.
"Look, I'm sorry! But it's shocking! My oldest brother is going to have his first kid the same time my youngest sister does!" Ginny shifted side to side.
"When you say it like that…You guys are just going to have to accept it! There's no sense in pushing away reality!" Ginny's felt the tears pricking the corners of her eyes again. She looked up at the ceiling. She especially didn't want Ron to see her crying…
"Gin, don't cry… Everyone will accept it…eventually. No one is really 'angry.' We're all just worried about you," Ron said awkwardly. Ron grabbed her other hand and pulled her off the couch.
"Come on…Mum wants to bake you a cake," Ron said laughing. Ginny smiled at him though her tears. She hugged her brother and whispered, "Thanks, Ron…" Ron patted her on the back.
"Erm…No problem, Gin. Congratulations."
They walked back into the kitchen, happiness restored. All that was left was to wait and hope they all made it to see this baby alive. With only one horcrux left, those chances were slim...
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