It was unpleasant staring at the food she had eaten not long ago. Stomach flu or not, this had to stop.
"I'm going to the doctor!" she declared as she exited the bathroom. Harry was waiting for her tapping his foot impatiently.
"We were just about to go to your parents house." he argued
"I didn't mean right this second, obviously..."
"Okay then, let's go! We're already late!" After last minute fixing up, and gathering all they needed, They grabbed hands and with a loud pop, they arrived on the front stoop of the Weasley's house. Harry knocked, and soon they were met by a smiling face of Molly Weasley.
"Hello Ginny dear." Her mother hugged her tightly and hugged Harry as well. "Harry too! Really, you two don't need to knock. Just apparate right in next time." She patted Harry's back.
"Alright, mum." They stepped in, and soon was greeted by the rest of the gang. There was a blur of sound and everyone coming upon the couple all at once. Through the commotion, Ginny's nose managed to focus on a scent that she found to be quite grotesque.
"What is that smell?" Ginny gasped and her heart was pounding in her chest. Saliva was starting to drip down her throat. Her worst fear was upon her and there was no stopping it. She threw up on the carpet right in front of everyone.
"It's just...pumpkin pie." George's wife Angelina said. Molly helped her daughter into the bathroom and Hermione used a quick clean up spell.
"I feel awful mum. I think I'm coming down with the flu." Her mother patted down her face with a cold, wet cloth.
"Would you like me to see what's wrong with you? I know a few spells that can determine what it might be." Ginny nodded as she hung her head over the sink.
Molly took out her wand , placed and balanced it over Ginny's head. She snapped her fingers and blue smoke puffed out the tip. Molly gasped at first, but then she squealed.
Ginny shot up. "What is it, mum? Am I dying? Tell me!"
"You're pregnant!" she grinned.
"What? No..really? I am? How can that be possible?"
"Yes, that's a foolproof spell, girly. I'm quite sure that you know how that's possible." She hugged her and laughed. "By the shade of blue you're already three or four months along!"
"I just thought I was gaining weight...How the hell am I this far along without knowing?"
"It happens a lot more than you think. Just breathe. This is a blessing! My little girl!" She couldn't stop hugging for some reason. Ginny just needed some space. She leaned on the sink for support.
"I know, mum, just shocking...and exciting. Um...can you bring Harry in here, please?"
"Certainly." Molly's smile would not fade.
A few moments later, Harry came in the bathroom with a concerned look on his face. He placed his hand on her back, worried.
"My mom figured out what was wrong with me, but just don't freak out, okay?"
"Are you sick?" he grabbed onto her arms.
"No. Harry...I'm pregnant." she bit her lips, nervous as hell.
Harry's jaw flung open. "How far along are you...do you know?"
"Four months, I think."
"That's when...that night...oh wow. So do you want to wait to tell everyone?"
"Yeah, I think I need to get used to the idea, myself before I tell anyone else."
"Okay, love. Just know that I'm here every step of the way."
They walked out together hand in hand. All of a sudden Hermione went up to her.
"Congratulations, Ginny! I wonder if you're having a boy of girl! Let's go to the doctors and find out...unless we have to wait. I don't know anything about this stuff, but it's interesting!"
"Mum!" Ginny shouted.
"I didn't say a word!"
Hanging out of George's pocket was an old Extended Ear. Ginny shook her head. Ron went up to Harry, his arms folded.
"So, I guess I'm going to have a niece or nephew, huh?"
"Yup..." Harry replied, not sure what else to say.
"At least it's you and not that Michael Corner guy."
"Ron, that was a decade ago!" Ginny shouted at Ron. She picked up a piece of paper, rolled it up and threw it at him. All of a sudden, a vibration echoed throughout the room. Ginny reached for Harry's phone that was sitting on the table and picked it up playfully before he could pick it up. She looked at the phone, thought for a moment, then became serious
"I don't know why everyone is acting so calm about this! I'm so young. There are things I wanted to do with my life!"
Harry became anxious.
"It'll all be fine, Gin. Don't worry about it." He stuck his hand out reaching for his phone.
"No, Harry...You just don't understand."
"You're going through a rough time now, Gin. I'm here for you, babe!"
She just shook her head and apparated leaving everyone confused.
She crashed on the couch and soon she felt Harry's hands rub against her back, trying to keep her from sobbing. She looked at him fiercely.
"If we're having a baby, can I at least vent for a while before I give up my hopes and dreams?"
"I thought us was your hopes and dreams"
"Things change. I mean...I love you. Just give me some time, okay?"
"Okay, hun." he left, letting her deal with her unsaid emotions. She left his phone behind. There was a missed call from Cho Chang.
Her voice was hoarse from yelling, and the chilled air outside didn't help very much but a walk was what she needed. No. What she needed was a drink. But she couldn't have one. Still, she found herself at the familiar bar stool.
"The usual, Red?"
"No, Marty. I think I'll stick with water this time."
"Suit yourself." He poured her a glass of water and slid it over to her which she slowly sipped from her.
"Ginny..." she heard. She turned around to see a cleaned up looking Malfoy eyeing her.
"Malfoy." she answered coldly.
"What's your deal?" he sat next to her.
"Got in a fight with hero-boy again." she rolled her eyes when she said 'again'
"Need a consolation prize?" he joked motioning to himself.
"Was that a pick up line?"
"Yes, a pathetic one at that." he laughed. "At least, let me walk you home or something. Give you some company. It's the least I could do for what you did for me last time..."
"I suppose so. What could it hurt?"
He must have been expecting an opposite answer, because he wasn't prepared when she stood up swiftly and swung her purse over her shoulder. She was waiting at the door for him.
"Would you rather go to my place?" he asked. She shrugged, not caring either way. She followed him down the street and around the corner. A small house sat lonely on the street. It was white, and had a decaying picket fence around the yard. She followed him inside. It was sparsely furnished, but he sat on the only couch in the one room.
"Your place?"
"One of my secret places. My latest getaway." He told her.
She walked over to the wall with a picture with frozen people on it. She took a finger to it and wiped the thick layer of dust, revealing the cold eyes of Lucius Malfoy. She shivered.
"So what do you want to do?" she asked him.
"Not sure." She took off her coat, and Malfoy's vision caught her ring.
"How are things, Mrs. Potter?" he finally asked, taking his vision away from her hand.
"Just fine and dandy." She plopped down next to him and leaned on him. It was strange that she was so affectionate toward him suddenly, like they were old friends.
"How did life pass me up. I didn't even notice..." she said quietly.
"You're preaching to the choir, my lady. Though, I didn't really have a choice."
"Life." she muttered. She closed her eyes for a moment, starting to feel sleep overcome her.
"Long day?" he asked and she nodded. "Do you need a nap?" She nodded again. He carried her over to the bed in the only other room, and she snuggled deep in the blankets. He stayed next to her, and kept an eye on her while she slept.
While it was still dark, Draco felt movement next to him. Ginny was scooting closer to him. He didn't want to move and wake her up, so he stayed still. He felt her hands reach out for him, but he still didn't move. She reached over him and opened her eyes. She smiled and kissed his neck. He closed his eyes, wondering if he was dreaming or if this was real. He exhaled slowly, and scooted a bit further from her. I'm sleeping. She delicately traced her index finger over his shirt, and down over his pants. He sat up and pushed her away. She sat up as well.
"What?" she asked him and his mouth was hanging open.
"I was just..."
"You were just being silly. I know that I hit on you before, but you're a married woman, and you just got in a fight with your husband. Your emotions are probably getting the better of you."
"Yes, I am married, but I am trapped! In a life that probably wasn't even meant for me anyways! I'm not a trophy-wife kind of person. I'm just...normal. And I want...you. You're what I want." She reached for him but he scooted away.
"Ginny." he placed his hands on her shoulders. "Your husband is waiting for you."
"He's not what I want. He'd too preoccupied with...everything else. Plus, now that I'm pregnant I bet he'll be faking endearment like he has been. He'd only care about his child, than me. I'm the background. Everyone else is always first. Always has been. You, treat me like a person. Like, there is no one else. Can't you see that?"
"Whoa, pregnant?" he sighed. "In my world, there is no one else. Everyone has forgotten about me. I will never be truly happy. I will never have a beautiful wife like you. Never have a family. I am a ghost. At least you have someone. Maybe this is your chance for him to see you. I lost my chance. No matter how we may feel about it now."
She began to cry and she buried her head in his chest. He rubbed her back. "I'm scared." she said. He said nothing more. He just rubbed her back until she was silent once more. She lifted her head up and took a deep breathe, wiping the lone tears away.
"I will always be here when you need me, though. You helped me out before so, that 's all I can really do. I can't be the other man to your Harry Potter. I just can't. I hope you understand, Ginny. So, cheer up, go home. Be with your husband. He loves you."
Ginny just nodded. She laughed. "Sorry. I better go then. Maybe I'll see you around some time?"
He laughed and she apparated home. It took him a while before finally falling asleep, himself.
Harry was there, barely awake and on the couch waiting for her.
"Where have you been?" he asked.
"I thought I told you I needed some time." She placed a hand on her hip.
"Yes, but I missed you. You've been gone a long time."
"Several hours, yes, but I could have been gone much longer." She sat down next to him and gave a heavy sigh.
"I don't understand what you're so angry about, Gin!" he stood up and begain pacing in front of her, his sleepiness obviously dissapated.
"It's just...I don't know. I don't see anything changing."
"Change takes time. Maybe this is our chance to better our relationship. To get closer."
"Closer...You don't know how much I want that." she looked into his eyes. He looked like he really meant it.
"So where were you?" he smiled.
"At a friends." she playfully smacked him with a pillow.
"Hey hey, calm down. So...do you want to know if it's a boy or girl?"
"We'll have to go to see a mediwizard tomorrow or within a few days. For now, let's go to bed. I'm tired."