Author's Note: I would just like to give StubbyBoardman13 a big thank you! They pointed out a flaw in my first chapter. I hadn't known that. My first was terrible. It hurt and I hated it. Thank you so much for telling me it's not supposed to be like that! I really don't want to give someone younger that impression. Any other fics I write that have a scene like that, I will defiantly keep your info in mind. Thanks again!

Without further ado…

Wednesday. 11 weeks. Fig.

I made my way up the stairs to meet Ginny. She had told me she needed my opinion on something really important. I trudged up the last couple of steps and onto the landing. I made my way past Charlie's room and into Ginny's. She was sitting on her bed looking at her hands. I sat down in the sagging armchair that was across from her.

"Alright Gin, I just had to huff and puff my way up these stairs one more time than I wanted to today. What seems to be the problem?" I said with a joke that got no reaction.

Ginny looked up with glass eyes and took a shaky breath. She quickly looked back down and started to quietly cry. I stood up and sat down next to her. I wrapped my arms around her and let her cry. After a few minutes of her crying, she began to slow down and take bigger breaths.

"What's the matter Gin?" I murmured.

"I don't think I can do it anymore." She whispered.

"Do what?" I said while my heart raced.

"Be with him."

"With Harry?" I said confused. "Why not? I thought things were going great with each other? Harry loves you."

"I don't think I love him anymore. No, I know I don't love him anymore."

"What the hell happened? You were head over heels eleven weeks ago when you got back together."

She stood up and paced while pulling her ginger locks from her face. "I don't know! I-I don't get that feeling someone gets when they see that one person. I don't get the butterflies I used to get when he kisses me. Don't get me wrong, I love Harry, I'm just not in love with him."

"Like how I feel about Ron? You love him, but it doesn't surpass anything but sibling love?"

Ginny stopped pacing and nodded her head. Fresh tears streamed down her face when she admitted it. I got up and walked over to her. I gathered her in my arms and kept her in a tight hug. My hand smoothed down her hair while my other hand rubbed circles into her back.

"You have to tell him Gin. It isn't fair for him. I think you should do it after dinner." I said into her hair.

She sighs and agrees. We pulled apart and I left so she could compose herself. I walked back down the hallway and stopped at Charlie's door. We had been getting on very well lately. We had been trying to get to know each other better. We wanted to be at least friends by the time the baby comes. I raised my hand and knocked on his door. I heard his muffled 'it's open' and turned the knob.

I walked in and saw him sitting on his bed reading. I walked over to the bed and collapsed ungracefully onto it. I looked up from my spot next to him to find him looking at me with amusement and a tinge of concern.

"I know our baby is the size of a fig, but I don't think you should be jostling him around too much."

"She will be perfectly fine. She has the amniotic sac, placenta, my uterine wall, and my fat protecting her." I said while rubbing my smallish swell.

Charlie rolled his eyes and shifted onto his side to face me. I laid there rubbing my tummy while looking up at the ceiling. I had the conversation with Ginny still fresh in my memory. I felt Charlie lay his hand on my abdomen and rub circles with his thumb.

"What's wrong? You seem concerned."

I rolled onto my side to face him. "Just a conversation I had with Ginny a few minutes ago. I'm just thinking is all."

"Can you tell me what seems to be bothering you about the conversation?" He asked. "Ginny usually doesn't have any big problems that make her really upset. So whatever it is, it made her upset enough to transfer to you. And being stressed and upset is probably not good for the baby." He said with a smile at the end.

I bit my lip and closed my eyes. I reopened them and looked in his eyes. "Fine. But you have to swear not to tell anyone."

"Pinky promise." He said while extending the hand not still on my bump. He curled his other fingers down except his pinky.

I snorted and rolled my eyes. Nonetheless, I hooked my pinky with his and shook it like a handshake. He released after a moment and placed his one free hand onto my bump as well.

"Ginny doesn't love Harry. Well, not like that kind of love."

Charlie blinked once, twice, and laughed. I sat up and gaped at him. I thought he would be sensitive towards his sister and her crisis. He continued to laugh but sat up. He saw my look and calmed down fairly quickly. I still got it. He cleared his throat and looked at me.

"I'm laughing because I thought you already knew."

My eyes went even wider and I tried to make words form, but nothing happened. Eventually, I got it. "How could I have known! They are in a romantic relationship."

"Yeah, but you're observant. If you weren't, I'm pretty sure you would have died your first year at Hogwarts from all the ridiculous things you lot got into." He said. He continued when he saw my still confused face. "Ginny has been shying away from Harry for the last four or so weeks. Turning her head when Harry goes to kiss her. Pulling her hand out of his grasp when he holds it with lame excuses. Small things like that."

I sit there and just stare at him. I finally collect myself enough to process thoughts. "How long have you known?"

"Well, I've known for sure for about four or five weeks. But, I've known for a lot longer than that. Gin is my sister. I can read her pretty good."

"Does anyone else know or suspect?"

"Bill has an inkling of an idea of this. I haven't told anyone. Fred and George could guess if they looked hard enough. And Ron, well, you know how dense and unaware he can be."

I flopped back onto the mattress to process all of this information. I felt Charlie lay back onto the mattress. I was having trouble understanding how I couldn't have seen this earlier. I usually see these kinds of things from a mile away. The past week for me has consisted of reading pregnancy books and getting to know Charlie. Before, it was studying for a healer position. I was miles deep in thought when I felt myself begin to relax again. I pulled myself from my thoughts to realize Charlie was rubbing circles into my bump and playing with my hair.

"You good?" He asked me.

"Yeah, I just, can't believe I hadn't seen this coming."

"Hey, you've had a lot to think about recently. No one is blaming you."

I look into his eyes and can't help but smile. I get a small tingling sensation in my stomach and I blink and look down thinking the baby was shifting. I ran my hand down and met Charlie's bigger one's. I grab one and look back up at him. He smiles and pulls me in closer to him. I grab his shirt and whisper 'thank you' while closing my eyes.

"C'mon you two, time to get up. Dinner is almost done." I heard a faint voice from somewhere in front of me.

I made incoherent noises and buried myself into the pillow. My eyes snapped open when I felt a hand splayed on my bump move. I looked behind me and saw that it was just Charlie. I shifted and sat up a bit. I pushed his shoulder with my hand to wake him.

"Charlie, we gotta get up. Dinner is ready."

He shifted and opened his eyes groggily. He looked at me and began to wake up quicker. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. I swung my legs over the bed and landed on the floor. I stood up and stretched. I placed a hand on my bump and looked to find who woke us up. I saw Bill standing by the door and smirking at me. He waggled his eyebrows up and down.

I rolled my eyes and punched him in the arm as I walked passed him to go out the door. I descended down the flight of stairs and into the kitchen. I saw the entire table glance up at me while I rubbed one eye to get it to focus. I stopped as they stared at me. I continued forward slowly and plopped myself into a seat next to Harry. I leaned in closer to him.

"Why are they staring at me like I just did something dumb enough to get me into the Daily Prophet?"

"Fred went upstairs to get something from his old room when he saw you and Charlie 'canoodling while in bed.' Harry said with air quotations. He then raced back down and told everyone."

I looked over to where Fred and George were sitting and glared at Fred. He had the decency to look somewhat ashamed. I looked back to the stairs when I heard footsteps trudging down. I saw Charlie, Ginny, and Bill come into view. They each picked a seat. Ginny sat on the other side of Harry reluctantly, while Bill and Charlie sat across from me.

Molly walked in with the food levitating behind her. She sat down and the food was spaced evenly. She looked at all of us and smiled.

"Dig in!"

We all went into a frenzy trying to get the best food before someone ate it all. I piled my plate high with all of my favourites. I ate all of my food and was ready for dessert. Molly levitated a cake, two pies, and cookies onto the table. I grabbed a slice of raspberry pie and grabbed a cookie.

By the time we all finished, we were stuffed. I looked over at Ginny and nodded my head. She looked at me with slight panic but nodded anyways. She leaned into Harry and whispered something in his ear. They stood up and Harry grabbed her hand. They walked past the table and to the door that led to the lake. I saw them slowly disappear. I looked up when I heard someone begin to talk.

"I was thinking that we should have a day at the lake tomorrow. Go swimming, play in the sand, maybe play a game of Quidditch." Bill suggested.

I heard the general enthusiasm and consent to the idea. I smiled and agreed when some of them looked at me. I whipped my head to the door when I heard the crack of someone disapparating. No one was really paying attention. They were all planning the day they were going to have tomorrow.

I got up quietly and made my way to the door. I opened it and pulled my wand out of my pocket. I jumped when I heard the porch creak. I swung around and found Charlie standing behind me. He put his hands up in mock surrender. I tilted my head to where I though Ginny would be. He nodded and put his hands down. I turned around again and began forward.

I muttered 'lumos' when I knew we were out of sight from the house window. We walked about fifty meters before we found her. She was pressed up against a tree with her hands over her face and shoulder shaking. I jogged over and patted her back. Charlie came up from behind me and pulled her into one of his big bear hugs. She wrapped her arms around him and sobbed into his shoulder.

I decided that Charlie knew what he was doing and that I was going to go find Harry. I mouthed what I was doing to Charlie and he nodded his head. I prepared myself to apparate. I read somewhere that it was ok to do during the first trimester. I turned and felt myself being sucked and pulled all the way to the destination I had in mind.

I landed and stumbled a bit. I had never really liked apparating to begin with. I looked around at all the head tombs and made my way to where I hoped Harry was. I weaved around a large and tall one when I found Harry sitting down next to a head stone. He had his arms wrapped around his knees and was leaning against the stone.

I made my way over and slowly sat down next to him. I looked at his face and found his eyes. They looked empty and hallow. I wrapped an arm around him and rested my head on his shoulder. We stayed like this for what I could only assume were hours. He slowly turned his head toward mine and sighed.

"I thought she loved me."

I grabbed his chin and made him look me in the eyes. "Harry James Potter, she does love you. But she just isn't in love with you. I don't know what happened along the way, but feelings change. It happens whether we want them to or not. Chemicals change. People change. I think anyone who could call you their husband will be damn lucky. You will find someone who loves you just as much as you love them. It just isn't Ginny."

He sighed and nodded his head. He looked down and saw my bump poking out from my t-shirt. He brought a hand to rest on the bump. He sighed and closed his eyes. I could tell he was thinking about the kids he thought he would be having with Ginny. I was about to say something when he opened his eyes again.

"I'm going to be an uncle." He whispered.

I laughed and agreed. He sighed again and slowly stood up. He held a hand out to me. I grabbed it and he hauled me up with ease. I stretched my now achy back. I grabbed his hand again and got the Burrow's garden in my mind. I turned and we disappeared. We landed with a thud and a bit of a stumble on my part. Harry righted me and turned to face me.

"Thanks Mione. Let's get inside before anyone notices how long we were gone." He said with a sad smile on his face.

We walked the last couple of meters to the now dark Burrow. I opened the door and walked in. I stopped at the base of the stairs and gave Harry a bone-crushing hug. He hugged back with just as much ferocity. I let go and smiled up at him. I turned and walked up the flight of stairs.

I stopped at Charlie's room and saw Harry raise a brow. I rolled my eyes at him and stuck my tongue out. He gave a small laugh and continued up the stairs. I knocked and waited for the 'come in.' I entered when I heard it. I walked over to the bed and sat cris-cross-applesauce.

"How is Gin?"

"Better. Still really heart broken, but ok." He said. "How's Harry?"

I thought for a minute. "Empty. He really thought they would get married and have a gaggle of kids. You should have seen the hurt in his eyes."

Charlie sighed and rubbed his eyes. I left soon after and went to my own bedroom. I collapsed onto my bed and thought about everything that happened today. I rubbed a hand on my bump and turned on my side. I slowly fell asleep. Dreams were surprisingly absent.

Thursday. 11 weeks. Fig.

I sat on Ginny's bed as she bumbled around her dresser. She was wearing a tank top and shorts over her black bikini. I needed a bathing suit. I had discovered that mine didn't fit. I could have placed an enlarging charm on it, but I wanted to see how Ginny was doing. She was keeping busy to keep her mind off it.

She tossed me a bikini that was black with white lining. The top looked big enough to accommodate. Apparently Ginny didn't own any one pieces. I sighed and went into the bathroom across the hall. I slipped on the suit and looked in the mirror. It wasn't terrible. That's when I turned to the side and saw the bump. I sighed and decided that it would have to do. I didn't feel like wearing leggings and a t-shirt. I would just borrow something from Gin.

I opened the door and nearly ran into Bill. He looked surprised to say the least. He reached out to steady me. He smiled and looked down to my bump. His smile grew even bigger with amusement.

I glared. "I will get Ginny to give you a bat boogey hex." I hissed as I walked past him.

I heard him chuckle as I opened Ginny's door. I closed it and went to her dresser. I pulled out some faded shorts and a white tank top. Ginny was by her mirror plaiting her hair. I slipped on the clothes and walked to the mirror. She finished and moved out of the way. I tossed my hair into one of my better messy buns. I turned to see her packing our blankets into our beach bag. She tossed in a book of mine and some sun block.

We made our way down stairs and outside. We made small talk all the way to the beach that surrounded the lake. We were the last of the kids to arrive. We placed our bag in the sand and began to unload. We splayed our towels out and brought out the sun block. Ginny took her shorts and tank off before spreading the lotion on herself. Ginny was very fit from Quidditch and athletics. I looked down at my own body. My bump was growing everyday it seemed. My legs were still fairly toned along with my arms. She handed me the lotion and I sighed.

I slowly took off my shorts and tank top. I looked around self-consciously and began to lather myself in the lotion. I finished my arms and legs and began on my bump. It was bigger. I had to wear really baggy clothes to hide it anymore. I also needed to go shopping for maternity clothes soon. Only some of my clothes from before the war fit. I finished and looked up. Harry was looking at my bump with a small smile, not doubt thinking about being an uncle. Fred and George were trying to wrestle each other into the lake, Ron was blushing and looking away from my chest, I rolled my eyes and caught Bill's stupid smirk. I looked away to find Charlie. I couldn't spot him.

I felt someone tap my shoulder and I spun around. I saw Charlie smiling and motioning to the sun block. I handed it to him and he twirled me around. He began applying it to my back. He also began to kneed the knots out of my upper lumbar. My head lolled to the side and I hummed in pleasure if he got a really good spot. We both jumped when we heard Molly's voice boom as she walked toward us.

"You will not intentionally hurt each other, throw Hermione in the water unless it is gently, and you will not get me wet unless I begin to swim."

I blushed when she mentioned me. Molly set her blanket down next to mine and put on a giant sun hat. I smiled at Charlie and motioned my head towards Molly. He shrugged his shoulders but followed me anyways. I sat down slowly and carefully. My bump may not be huge, but my centre of gravity was off. Charlie sat down on Ginny's blanket as she was off splashing Bill and the twins from the water. I leaned back on my hands and crossed my ankles. I looked over to Molly to see her looking toward my abdomen.

"She's killing my back." I said to her.

She looked up and smiled at me while Charlie snorted. I looked over at him with a brow raised and he put his hands up. He shifted so he was lying on his side with his elbow holding his weight and faced Molly.

"Try sitting in bed with a pillow behind you back and under your knees. It's the mass beginning to grow. Just wait until he starts to press up against your bladder." Molly said.

I gaped at her. "You too! Am I the only one who thinks the baby is a girl?" I said exasperated.

Molly looked at me with knowing eyes. "Dear, I thought every single one of my pregnancies were girls until about the end of the fourth month."

I sighed and looked at my bump. She was right. It's probably a boy. Either way, I'll love this baby more than anything.

"Have you two thought of what you're going to do?" Molly said pulling me from my thoughts.

I looked at her with a quizzical look on my face. Charlie beat me to the question. "What do you mean mum?"

She looked at both of us. "I mean, what are you going to do when the baby comes? Do you plan on living here? I absolutely don't mind if you do, but where is the baby going to sleep? Do you two plan on getting married? What exactly is your plan?" She clarified.

I looked to Charlie and saw what I assumed was the same look on my face. Uncertainty. I sighed and faced Molly. "We haven't really thought of that Molly." I admitted. Her brows shot up into her hairline. "But, I have an idea of what could happen."

Charlie and Molly looked at me to continue. I sighed and hoped I wasn't about to embarrass myself. "I've always wanted a house in a magical community. Ever since I found out about magic, I've always wanted any kids I would have to be surrounded by that. Maybe four bedrooms and two or three bathrooms. A big kitchen I can cook in, but still warm enough I can entertain guests. A big sitting room we can all gather to talk. A huge dinning table that can hold a big family. A huge backyard for the kids and any parties that would be held. Maybe a deck and some swings. Something like that.

As for marriage, I don't even know. I like Charlie. He's a nice guy. He's caring, compassionate, joyful, sturdy, and above all else, accepting. Maybe in the future, whether that's near or far, there could be something like marriage or dating. That's up to how we feel." I finished quietly.

Molly looked at me with approval. Charlie looked at me with something in his eyes I couldn't identify. Molly seemed to understand what it was though. She smiled and got a huge grin on her face.

"I think that's a great plan." She said.

I smiled and looked back to Charlie. He shifted and started to stand up. He stretched a bit before offering me a hand up. I took it and was pulled up quickly. I lost balance a bit and he caught me easily. He had his hands resting on my hips and leaned down so our heads were touching.

"I think I love that plan. I can't wait to make it a reality." He said while he leaned down further.

Our noses touched and slowly his lips brushed mine. It was soft and passionate. It was light and I wanted more. I went to deepen it but broke apart when we heard someone cat call us. We turned to find the twins giving us thumbs up. Bill had a knowing looking that was almost identical to Molly's. Harry and Ginny each had sad smiles that revealed they missed being in a relationship. Ron looked a bit upset but masked it with a smirk.

"Gross. Get a room you two." Fred shouted.

Everyone began to laugh and Charlie and me began to chuckle a bit. I looked up at Charlie and knew that I was going to have a good life. I could just see myself with him. I could see the years of happiness to come. And honestly, I couldn't wait for it to start.

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