Harry woke up next to Ginny, she was taking up her usual ¾ of the bed, with Harry perched on the end. He turned over,the best he could in the limited space, and held himself up on the one arm to look at her. She was doing that funny type of breathing that only deep sleeping people do. Sometimes when he watched her she would snort, sometimes a smile would would creep across her face and he wondered if she was dreaming about him. He would never know. Another time he had counted all the freckles on her nose. He knew she wouldn't be awake soon so he got up, pulled his dressing gown around himself and set off downstairs for the kitchen.
He placed the old fashioned kettle on the stove, wiping the sleep from his eyes he noticed something out of the corner of his eyes. Pig, Ron and Hermonies owl was waiting at the window patiently. Why were they writing to him, they were on honeymoon, surely they had better things to do? Harry pulled open the window and pig dropped the letter in his hand, nipped his finger, asking for food. Once he got some food, he flew off immediately. He had obviously not been told to wait for an answer so it can't be anything to bad. He made his tea and sat down at the kitchen table.
The handwriting on the thick envelope was obviously Hermonie's neat handwriting. He opened the envelope and a folded copy of witch wizarding weekly fell out. Harry knew it was that by the distinctive orange lettering that he saw as it fell on the table. He loathed that magazine. Every week they'd print a picture of him watching Ginny play, how exciting can that be? One of the admin staff at work had told him, there was even a poll to guess what colour jumper he would wear next week. The mind boggles. Then he found the note. Just to let you know what everybody will be saying. Though you oughta know p.s. Also read the letters page. Ron says it must of come from st mongo's. He was laughing throughout the whole magazine. What were they saying now? He was apprehensive at turning the magazine round to read it, but he needed to know.
The headline that screamed out was Potter pregnancy?. There were three pictures, Ginny's publicity picture from the start of the season, a picture of her leaning over to catch the snitch from last weeks match ( With a red circle round her stomach) and a zoomed picture of her ring.
"EXCLUSIVE" screamed at him. He read the text. After last weeks revelation of a ring on the wedding finger of Ginny Weasley, star seeker for the Holyhead Harpies and long-term girlfriend of Harry Potter, the chosen one, this magazine has been given an exclusive from a close friend of Ginny and Harry.
After Ginny's refusal to state whether she was engaged, only stating " I don't answer personal questions" at the press conference after her match. A close friend has revealed, yes, they are engaged and they will be getting married faster than you think. Ginny is pregnant! The rumors started earlier this month when Ginny was spotted with a more rounded stomach and with these rumors spreading she decided to unveil her engagement ring. The close friend elaborated more:
" Ginny has been trying to Harry to settle down for a long time but he was reluctant due to his troubled childhood and losing many of the people dearest to him. He didn't see any reason to rock the boat. Ginny was frustrated and decided to take action, getting "accidentally" pregnant was the best way to get her man. Continued on page 3,4 5,6,7.
He wanted to rip up the magazine and throw it in the fire,that's all it was good for! It made him so angry, but he turned to the letters page, as Hermonie had mentioned to him. He didn't really want to he already felt angry and nauseous at everybody discussing his personal life, even when it was completely made up! It was bad enough discussing the colour of his jumpers but this was a new low. Unsure he kept on reading the letters page and quickly found what letter she was referring to. So Mr Potter is to marry Miss Weasley, I think that he is clearly lowering himself to marry someone from such an inferior family. He could have his choice from virtually any witch and he choses to marry someone so common. I really think once he meets a more appropriate wife this engagement will be called off faster than you can say merlin. He really, really wanted to rip it up and not show Ginny, but he knew she would need to know. He wanted to storm the offices actually. Whilst he as deciding what to do a voice came from the fireplace, it was Mrs Weasley He had forgotten to disconnect the floo network before they had an influx of calls from everybody they had ever met.
"Hello Mrs Weasley" said Harry. " Harry, dear, have you seen Ginny recently?" he didn't want to lie to Mrs Weasley but he also knew not to say that she was upstairs, she would not be pleased. He decided upon " I haven't spoken to her since last night", It technically wasn't a lie. " Callam says she's not at the flat" "Oh" he said, not adding any further. Desperately wanting to change the subject he decided to jump in the deep end " Is this about Witch Wizarding Weekly?, none of it is true" " I know that, dear" in a tone that only mothers could use. "If you see her tell her I'am looking for her, Harry don't worry, everybody knows it's rubbish, especially that letter." " Thanks Mrs Weasley" he said smiling and turned away, unaware that Mrs Weasley was still there. " Harry, tell my lazy daughter to get out of bed" and smiled "don't worry i won't tell Arthur". She winked and chuckled to herself and went, Harry not stating anything, she wasn't going to get him in trouble.
Mrs Weasley had been much more playful and cheerful recently. He didn't know why. Maybe it was that all her children were now, as she saw it "settled down" and happy. It brought out the more playful side of her which Ginny had always had, but now he know where she and the twins got it from too. He quickly cast a spell to disconnect the floo network. He made two other cups of tea, one for Ginny and one for him and set off upstairs again, gathering the letter and magazine under his arm as he left the kitchen. Reaching the upstairs he opened the door and Ginny was still asleep lying on her back, spread out in a star shape- arms and legs outstretched.
He put the cup of tea down and the magazine on the bedside table and crawled over to her, he kissed behind her ear (a place he knew she loved) and whispered into her ear "Ginny" she grunted and turned over to face the wall. He shook her shoulder "Ginny, you've got training, you're going to be late" she ignored him. She could never get up in the morning. Drastic action was needed to be taken. He got up from the bed and pulled off the duvet. As the cold air hit her she crawled up into the foetal position, but didn't open her eyes. He tickled her feet ( a last resort) she giggled and threw her hands up " surrender, Surrender" he crawled up to her face and kissed her. " You're evil, you know that" she said after he released her lips. "Isn't that why you agreeded to marry me?" he stated smiling at her "most defiantly" she said smiling back at him and grabbing his neck, pulling his face down so their lips met again.
"I don't want to break this up, but you've got to be on the quidditch pitch in half an hour"
"spoilsport" she said and stuck her tongue out. " there's something else as well" he said apprehensive at bringing it up. " Your mother called and she wants to speak to you urgently and although she denies it i'am pretty sure it's about this". He rolled over and picked up the magazine, showing her the front cover "Our friends at witch Wizarding weekly have been making up stories now" She glanced at the headline and chuckled to herself. " they're gonna get a shock in a few months time when i don't start to show" chucking the magazine away across the floor "Who cares" He had been really annoyed but for some reason the way she was dealing with it was seemed much better than him.
Treat the magazine like it was a piece of rubbish, that's what it was, but she didn't known the worst part. It was easy to laugh off the ridiculous stories. " there's a letter that say's you're not good enough for me because your a weasley" She sighed and sat up , perched herself on the edge of the bed and kissed him . He still hadn't relaxed so she ran her fingers through his hair. " look, to be honest i couldn't care less what a person who has never met us says about us. I know we love each other and i know you could only marry a weasley" he kissed her back, this time with more meaning. " thats true, it was a tough choice between you and Ron, but you got the better boobs" he joked at her.
"you're not funny" she said. Placing her forehead on his so that all they could see of each other was their eyes. " you're not gonna let it upset you are you" she said searching his eyes. " I was really annoyed, i wanted to storm the office, but now i think you're right. It wouldn't achieve anything" she grinned. " hey, we've both gotta leave in 20 minutes now and there's not enough tine for two showers, wanna share?" she grinned again. Later that day the magazine ended up in the bin, along with all the other rubbish. Mrs Weasley's call got returned even later that that.
I Know some people may of wanted to see Ron and Hermonie's wedding, but i think i'll do a flashback in later chapters. Thanks again to everybody for their lovely feedback.