Disclaimer: Oh, yeah baby! I just inherited it all! Dang it, it was just a fluke…

(Honestly, these things are so stupid. Do you think JK would waste her time here?)

CHAPTER 3

Harry collapsed onto the couch behind him, looking as if he was about to vomit.

"But I love her,"

"But you left her, Harry! She dives in front of you to save your ass, winds up getting hit with some damned curse, and you turn around and leave her!" Ron had started pacing as he fumed. "God, Harry, I had never seen her like that before. After she woke up, she found out you were gone and she just cried herself to sleep for the next week, and not eating for days at a time. And then-" Ron couldn't make the words come out. With Harry gone, he, Ron had stepped in as her protector – taking anything that had happened to Ginny the hardest.

"Harry, what Ron's trying to say, is that, Ginny – she – about two months after you left – on your anniversary, her birthday – she tried killing herself." Hermione said, sitting next to Harry.

Harry had gone pale at Hermione's word. What had he done?

"Didn't she get any of the letters?"

"I didn't get any letters you sick, twisted, cold-hearted bast-" Ginny had appeared in the door, cold hatred in her eyes. Ron had run over to her, covering her mouth, before anything else could come out. Slapping away her brother's hand, the fiery red-head walked over to stand in front of Harry, who had stood up when Ginny had spoken. "What letters?" She demanded her brown eyes boring into his green.

"Ginny, I wrote you every single day for a year and a half. Though, for the past few months it's only been once a week, since I haven't gotten any reply." Harry said to her, hurt in his voice as he still stung from her words.

"What did you write?" She asked softly, felling the tears starting to well up in her eyes.

Hermione knew well Ginny's tone of voice, it was the voice that she had when everything would collapse and Ginny would break down. Harry would take care of her this time.

Wordlessly, she took Ron's hand, leading him out of the room.

"'Mione, he'd better not hurt her again." Ron said as they sat in the kitchen, Hermione brewing tea.

"Sweetheart, if we need to worry about someone getting hurt, it had better be Harry." She said, pouring two cups and sitting down in front of Ron.

Sipping his tea, Ron sighed.

"I'm sorry about before love, what was it you wanted to tell me?"

Not looking up at him, Hermione sighed.

"I'm late,"

"For work? It's Saturday love,"

"No, Ron. I'm-I'm late." Hermione drew in a shaky breath. "I think – well, I know – I'm pregnant."

Ron's mug had been by his mouth, but now lay in pieces on the table.

"Are-are you sure?"

"Positive."

Ron jumped out of his chair, picking up Hermione to spin her around in circles.

"You aren't upset?"

"No, I'm damn happy Hermione!" He set her down gently. "We're having a baby!"

Meanwhile…

"Ginny, love, what didn't I write?"

"I told you not to call me that." Ginny said, turning her back to Harry. "Don't call me that," she said again, the tears finally starting to come.

"Gin, I apologized over and over in the letters, telling you that-that." Harry had to take some deep breaths to calm him. Turning her around to face him, he spoke. "Dammit Ginny, I practiced before I got here." Ginny half-hoped, half dreaded for his next words to be what she had waited for, for six years – "Ginerva Weasley, I love you." Ginny gasped before Harry's lips hit hers. Feeling her knees weaken, she sub-consciously leaned into the kiss. Her arms wrapping around his neck mostly out of habit, she opened her mouth, allowing Harry's tongue entry. It wasn't until she had to pull apart for air that she realized what was happening.

"Harry I –" It was a full five minutes before Ginny could tear herself away and step back out of his reach. Touching her swollen lips lightly, she looked at him with apologetic eyes. "Harry, I'm engaged. Engaged. You left me Harry!" Ginny was crying now, her voice rising. "I love you, dammit! But you left me! Dean loves me Harry; I'm supposed to marry him! He's given me everything Harry and I've given him everything in return!"

"What does he have of yours that I do-" Harry started with hurt in his voice, but then stopped when realization hit him.

A/N: Nope, not much for a note… Just, keep reviewing me! I'm bored too, so you get a DOUBLE UPDATE! WOO-HOO!