Ginny Weasley was looking in the full length mirror in her bedroom at her round stomach, and finally asked the question that had been nagging her all day.
"Harry, do you still find me attractive?"
"Ginny, you are just as beautiful as the day I met you. You are carrying my child, and you are giving me the gift of being a father. I love you more now, then I ever have before, and I don't know how, but I know that I will love you even more with each passing day."
"But Harry, I am as round as a beach ball. How can you find me so attractive?"
"You are pregnant, and I love you for the fact that you are carrying my child for nine months. I think that your skin gives off a gorgeous sheen, and I find your hair more fiery with each passing day. You are the most beautiful thing that I have ever laid eyes on, and I love you for being you. I love you for your looks, as well as your personality, and I wouldn't change you in any way."
"I love you too, I just don't feel attractive anymore. I feel bloated and my hair is a mess. I just don't see what you see."
"I find you even more attractive with the look you have when you first wake up, because that is when you are just you, and not the make-up and the fancy hair. I love to see your true beauty, and that is what I see right now."
Harry went over and kissed Ginny on the forehead.
"I don't want you to ever feel like I don't find you attractive, and that I don't love you, because I will love you forever. Don't forget that."