A/N The part you've all been waiting for! Charlie, Arthur, and Molly's reactions! -Claps excitedly- I had to think long and hard about this part, not really knowing what it was going to be, but I think I have it figured out now.

Some of you may have noticed the name change. This is because the old name had nothing to do with the fic. Hands Down is a great song by Dashboard Confessional (try looking them up on projectplaylist . com) that I thought was perfect for this fic.

I'm so sorry this chapter took so long! I had this fic open all night and forgot to save it before I went to bed. While I was sleeping, my computer restarted its self and I lost half of this chapter and had to rewrite it from memory. Which is what I had to do with the first chapter… twice… I think my computer hates me…

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Sometimes you have to jump off the bridge and hope you learn to fly on the way down.

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It had been a really long week, one that was full of morning sickness ("Why the hell do they call it MORNING sickness?! It's around all freaking day!"), cramping, and mood swings that had Blair's friends walking on eggshells around her. Oh yeah, and school.

But, it was now Saturday and Blair was walking around Hogsmeade alone, trying to find the words to tell her boyfriend he was going to be a father.

'Okay, how about, "Hey Charlie! Guess what. Molly's going to be a grandmother!" …No… that's not going to work…'

"Blair!" Looks like she's going to have to wing it, because she was out of time.

"Charlie!" Blair cried as she flung herself into his arms and kissing him deeply.

"What's going on?" He asked when they pulled apart. Blair looked around the street at all of the students before grabbing Charlie's arm.

"Not here." She then proceeded to pull him to the Shrieking Shack. Once there, she started to pace, still thinking about how to break the news as Charlie looked on, concerned.

"Blair, you're worrying me." He said when she didn't stop pacing after a few minutes. "What's going on?"

Blair stopped and took a deep breath before walking over to Charlie, stopping a couple feet away from him.

"Charlie… I'm…" She ran a hand through her hair nervously as she bit her lip.

"You're what?" Charlie asked, worried about what she was going to say.

Blair took another deep breath.

"I'm… pregnant." She then looked away from his shocked face and chewed on her lip harder then ever as she fidgeted with her hands.

"Pregnant?" Charlie asked faintly as he leaned against the tree that was standing behind him.

Blair nodded. "I found out on Wednesday… I'm three weeks along."

Charlie nodded dumbly. "And… And you're sure it's mine?"

"Charlie!"

"Right. Sorry. It's just overwhelming, you know?"

Blair sighed before wrapping her arms around her boyfriend and burying her face in his chest just as she had when the two of them had said good bye at Kings Cross.

"They're going to hate me now." She said as she felt Charlie wrap his own arms around her.

"Who is?"

"Your parents."

Charlie rubbed Blair's back, not knowing what to say to that.

"What are we going to do?" Blair asked after a few minutes of silence.

He shook his head. "We'll think of something."

They stood in silence for a long while before settling down in the shade of the tree and having a very long discussion.

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When Blair entered the Great Hall at dinner, all heads turned towards her.

"What's going on?" She asked Hermione as she sat down next to her bushy haired friend.

"Er… The Daily Profit sent out a special edition at the start of dinner… Look." Hermione handed a copy of the Profit to Blair. She gasped when she saw a picture of herself and Charlie at Kings Cross as they were saying their very personal goodbye.

Has The Girl Who Lived Found Love?

Rita Skeeter

Last week I was fortunate enough to come across Charles Weasley and the Girl Who Lived, Blair Potter, saying their goodbyes on September the first. It is believed that they have been together for the past year. "Blair was always getting letters from someone" a reliable source told us when interviewed. "She never told us who they were from. Guess we know now."

Blair stopped reading here. They made it sound like she and Charlie were some sort of on the brink of extinction, rarely seen tigers or something. 'At least they don't know about the baby.' She thought with relief.

"You okay Blair?" Ginny asked.

"I'm fine. Just a little shocked that I didn't notice when they took the picture." Blair gave a small smile as she put some food onto her plate.

"Well, judging by what you were doing, I'm not so surprised." Hermione said while looking down at the picture.

Blair threw a piece of bread at Hermione's head. "Shut up."

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Charlie was sitting at the kitchen with his parents and brothers eating dinner. It was about a month after Blair had talked to him and they had decided to tell the Weasleys this week, the only problem was that Charlie had to do it alone.

After a few more minutes of silence (excluding Fred and George, who were whispering to each other about something), Charlie couldn't take it any more.

"Mum? Dad?"

"Yes, son?" Arthur asked, setting his fork down beside his plate.

"I need to tell you both something." Charlie said while looking around the table at his brothers, who were listening in on the conversation.

"We're listening, dear." Molly told him as she patted his hand that was resting on the table top.

Charlie took a deep breath. "Blair… She…Um…" He gave a nervous cough. He saw the worried looks on his parents faces and decided to just say it. "Blair's pregnant."

There was silence as Molly and Arthur blinked owlishly at him before Molly spoke.

"I'm sorry, dear. I must have heard wrong. Did you just say that Blair was pregnant?"

Before Charlie could say anything, there was a tapping at the window. Fred got up to let the owl in, which flew over to Charlie. He took the letter out on the birds beak.

Ignoring his family at the moment, Charlie opened the letter.

Hey hun,

I just wanted to thank you for coming here for my appointment today. I know you're going to say that I don't have to thank you for anything, but… Anyway. Have I ever told you how happy I am? I honestly don't remember a time in which I couldn't keep a smile off my face.

Everyone here is getting suspicious -especially now that I'm showing- but it's mostly Hermione and Ginny questioning me… I'm going to tell them tomorrow. I think it's for the best if I tell Ron, too, don't you?

You know… I'm starting to feel for my mother, you know. And yours! Can you imagine going through this SIX times?! Of course you can't because men can't get pregnant, which is probably a good thing, because if men got pregnant and not women, the human race would come to a complete halt. It's sad, really… Okay, enough rambling. I've included a picture I had Pomfrey take of the baby, it's magical and everything! If you tap it with your wand and say "hopscotch (Pomfrey chose the word)" you'll hear the heart beat! It's so amazing! I have one for myself, also. I'm so very looking forward to seeing our child in person. I can't help but wonder what s/he'll look like. Maybe s/he'll have my eyes and your nose. I do so love your nose. Or maybe your eyes and my hair? I feel sorry for the poor child already if they're cursed with my hair; I have to use an entire bottle of Slick Ease potion every time I wash my hair just to keep it straight! It's so bothersome! But, maybe with your genes, s/he'll be lucky, unlike me. –Pout-

Well, I better go to dinner; I've had the oddest craving for a peanut butter, jelly, and tuna fish sandwich all day!

Love you!

Love,

Blair

Charlie smiled at the letter before grimacing. Peanut butter, jelly, and tuna fish should not be eaten together. Ever.

His attention was drawn back to his family when Fred exclaimed: "You knocked up Blair?!"

"Fred!"

"You can't not be upset about this, Mum!" George said back to their mother's chastising. "You said that Blair was like a daughter to you! What if Ginny was pregnant? Would you be upset then?!"

'Kind of looks like I'm out of the conversation for a bit' Charlie thought as he folded the letter and placed it on the table.

"Of course I would! But that doesn't mean I'm not now!" Molly replied in an indignant tone. "The last thing I wanted was for Blair to end up pregnant at sixteen! But here we are!"

Arthur looked turn between happiness and agreeing with his wife. "Now, now, Molly, it isn't that bad." Molly turned to glare at him. "Look at it this way… We'll have another baby around; you do so love children. And we'll be grandparents! Remember how we've been telling Bill and Charlie to settle down and start a family…? Charlie just did things a bit out of order."

Molly sighed. "I suppose you're right…" She said before snapping her head over to Charlie as a thought came to her. "You are going to marry her, right?"

Charlie looked a bit taken aback to be back in the conversation and took a moment to reply.

"Of course I am!" He said. "We were thinking about having the wedding at Christmas break."

Molly suddenly turned gleeful. "That's wonderful, Charlie!" She got out of her seat and waddled over to her second eldest son, engulfing him in a bone crushing hug. "But so soon?! I must get to planning! Everyone take care of their dishes when you are finished. You're coming with me, dear." She pulled Charlie out of his chair and dragged him into the family room/library and pushed him down on the worn couch.

"When Blair gets here, she'll help, but for now, you'll have to stand in." She stated as she pulled out some photo albums and wedding catalogs and setting them on the coffee table in front of her son.

'Holy hell… I'm not going to survive to see the wedding!' Charlie thought as his mother shoved the books into his arms.

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Blair was curled up on the sofa in the Gryffindor common room, a mug of hot chocolate with cinnamon that she had gotten from a House Elf in her hands, as she stared into the fire.

All of the Gryffindors had already gone to bed about an hour ago, leaving Blair by herself.

She jumped when she heard a tap at the window. She turned to see an owl sitting on the sill outside the window.

She got off of the sofa, mug still in hand, and walked over to open the window. The owl flew in and settled on the back of the arm chair, watching Blair as she walked over to it.

It held out its leg when she reached the chair for her to untie the letter, after she did, the owl took off out the open window.

Blair settled back on the sofa and opened the letter.

Dear Blair,

Sorry this letter is so short, I don't have much time. I had to tell my mum that I was using the loo just to get away for a moment.

I told my family. They're taking it in stride. Fred and George are a bit angry, but they'll get over it.

I told them that we are planning on getting married on Christmas break and my mum immediately went to work on planning it with me as her helper. Fair warning… when you get here, you're taking my place.

Okay, mum's calling me. I have to go. I love you with all my heart!

Love,

Charlie

Blair smiled. 'Maybe everything is going to work out after all.'

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The next morning, Blair was nervously waiting for Hermione, Ron, and Ginny to come down stairs.

The common room was empty, everyone else having already gone down to breakfast. The only reason Hermione wasn't already in the Great Hall was that Blair, Ron, and Ginny had convinced her to have a lay in seeing as it was a Saturday and she'd been working herself too hard the past week with schoolwork. Blair had even turned off Hermione's alarm when she had gone up to bed the night before.

Finally, Ginny and Hermione came down, Ginny glaring at Hermione for being such a morning person.

"Good morning, Blair!" Hermione greeted cheerfully, causing Ginny to cringe.

"Hello Hermione, Ginny." Blair said, Ginny grunted as she flopped down on the sofa and closed her eyes.

"So… what was it you wanted to tell us?" Hermione asked Blair as she too, sat on the sofa.

"Err…" Blair looked up the boy's stairs before turning back to Hermione. "I guess it would be better if I told you without Ron here…"

Ginny seemed to perk up at hearing that. "Oh? What is it then?"

Blair took a deep breath before saying, "I'm pregnant."

"You're WHAT?!" Everyone turned to see a livid looking Ron standing at the bottom of the steps.

'Not good'

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A/N Okay, I know it took me forever and a day to update, but a ton of shit got in the way. One of my friends attempted suicide, so I was really busy trying to help her out and couldn't really get around to writing.

And while I love that you guys like my fic enough to message me about when I was going to update… It kinda stressed me out to have to hurry when I was doing all this other stuff to help out my friend and her family and myself. Now guys, I really do love ya… but please… No more, okay?

She who Bites those who Kiss &&Heart with a stake through it…