A/N Ok, so this is the penultimate chapter… I hope you guys like it! It's a bit of a fill chapter really, but it's still quite nice, and really really long, sorry about that!!! And sorry that it took so long to get here, I was trying to post it up about 4 days ago but it hasn't let me load the file!!! Woop woop but it's here now sorry about the wait!!! And thanks to reviewers:

Zeropolis79: Oh don't worry, no more pain for Harry. good things from now on!! Thanks for caring hehe!

SierraPotter: Hmmm, I don't know about a sequel, I might think of one, got some idea's springing to mind here… But if no sequel I will probably write another story anyway, I can never not write!! So I will comment you when I put a new story up, how about that?

Kp: Yeah, Ginny finally knows what she wants yay!!!

Life

It had been three months since Harry and Ginny had gotten back together. And those three months had been the most peaceful that Harry had seen for about three years. At first he had found it quite strange to never be worrying about anything, and the fact that his life was going nice and smoothly really didn't seem right. He always thought he was missing something; that he always had something to do and somewhere to be or someone to escape from. But after about a month, he realised that this was now what life was like, and he'd just have to put up with it. But still, after his birthday he was left with a sense of boringness, so he started Auror training. Of course, you usually had to get amazing grades in NEWTs to be an Auror, but the ministry had wanted him on their side for so long, and just the fact that it was Harry Potter… They had to let him do it. Harry had never quite realised how amazing it was that he had killed Voldemort until he started going to the ministry every day, and each day he'd see different strangers. They would stare at his head for a few seconds, and then after seeing his scar, they would go up to him and shake his hand. He was sure that by now, he must have shaken over half the wizarding community's hands, but there were still about two dozen people a day, just saying thank you for saving their lives. Ginny was now working as well, in one of Fred and George's shops. It was nice there, a good family business to start off a flourishing company one day, perhaps. Ron and Hermione were not working at the moment, for they would spend every minute of every day planning their wedding. And it did take a lot of planning. With it being typical Ron and Hermione, there were arguments quite a lot, and even more tears on Hermione's part, but the wedding was drawing ever closer, and all the preparation was almost done. Harry had insisted on paying quite a lot of the money for it, because to be fair, the Weasley's weren't exactly rich. Of course Hermione's father was paying a lot, being a dentist, but Harry felt like he owed it to Ron, since he had waited until Harry's return before even asking Hermione to marry him. It was what best friends did.

So it was on a hot August Sunday that Ron, Hermione, Harry and Ginny all sat around the kitchen table, leaning over a giant seating planner.

"I thought you said it was going to be a small get together of old friends!" Harry said, astonished at the amount of people being added to each table.

"Yeah, she lied," Ron replied dryly, "We've been woken up every night at least five times with owls tapping at our window you know!"

Harry chuckled and bopped his knees so that Ginny, who was sitting on them, giggled quietly as well.

"Well I didn't hear them!" Harry laughed.

"Yeah well I dread to think why you two can't hear things in that room of yours!" Ron said humorously, to which Ginny went bright red and Harry just shook his head at Ron.

"Well," Hermione said, trying innocence, "I do have muggle friends as well!"

"That's why the wedding has to be as 'normal' as it can be," Ron said sideways to Harry and Ginny.

"I'm not saying the wizarding way isn't normal Ronald!" Hermione snapped, "But I don't know if different things go on in them, things which my friends might find odd!"

"I was only joking!" Ron patted her arm and continued shuffling little flags around on the board using his wand.

"And there's not many of them coming," Hermione persisted, "So the rest of the people must be your friends!"

"Excuse me! Our friends!" Ron shouted.

"Oh guys stop snapping!" Ginny yelled at both of them, "I can't take any more tears!"

Harry moved his legs again so that Ginny turned round to look at him, "Do you want to go and do something else?" He asked.

"Chill out!" Ron said sarcastically, "Not every day, please! That used to be my room you know!"

Harry laughed and shook his head again as he stood up and watched Ginny slap her brother around the head.

"We'll see if you've had any more replies," She offered to Hermione as the two of them walked off up the stairs together.

"Seriously, Ron's getting a bit annoying with the whole making fun of us, thing, don't you think?" Ginny said as the reached Ron and Hermione's bedroom.

"Yeah," Harry replied thoughtfully, "I think he's more trying to make fun of you. You are his little sister after all," And at Ginny's bothered expression, he added, "I'll tell him to lay off if you want."

"Aww, you're such a sweetie," She said, leaning up and pecking him lightly on the lips.

"I love it when you do that," Harry smiled as he picked up some letters that had been left on the windowsill.

"I know what else you love that I do," Ginny replied cheekily.

"Calm down!" Harry said, closing the door behind him, "We don't know where your mum is!"

"She's in Diagon Ally, Harry," Ginny said calmly, stroking another owl that had just come in to give a reply. "Oh look, this one's from Neville!"

"Is he coming?" Harry asked, opening one of his.

"Yeah. It'll be nice to see him again."

Harry nodded in agreement and replied, "I remember when you went to the Yule Ball with him."

"Yeah… He's such a nice boy," Ginny smiled.

"Well he's grown up now Gin," Harry said, walking over.

Ginny sighed and sat on a chair next to the window. "I know," She said sadly, "I wish we could all be young again. Or be babies and live our whole lives again."

"I don't like babies," Harry said, trying to keep his mind off what Ginny had said about living lives again – he liked the idea too much.

"What?!" Ginny exclaimed loudly, "How can you not like babies? I'd love to have a baby…"

"What…" Harry said shiftily.

She giggled and kissed his cheek, turning slightly red, "I was only joking…" She said, not looking him in the eyes.

Harry eyed her suspiciously as she walked out of the room. He didn't want a baby – not yet anyway. He was only twenty, and Ginny was only nineteen. No, the idea of a baby scared him too much. But he still wondered why she had blushed red. Maybe all girls did that when they spoke about babies?

Harry turned away from the door and looked around Ron and Hermione's room. It was so strange thinking they shared a room, but they probably thought that of him and Ginny as well. His eyes fell on the desk and a large pile of papers that sat on it. He was curious to see who was actually coming to their wedding, so he went to have a look. He smiled as he went through some of the names, but there were some that he didn't even recognise. There was Seamus Finnigan (a friend to Harry, although they sometimes fell out), Parvati and Lavender, Lee Jordan , Fred and George's old friend that used to commentate the Quidditch matches, and so many others. But then there were names like Hannah Abbot, Susan Bones, Terry Boot and Lisa Turpin, he'd never heard of any of them. And it puzzled Harry to think that Ron and Hermione could possibly know anyone else in Hogwarts school, because they were always with him. When were they not with him? They were all stuck together like glue!

He sighed and turned around ready to walk out of the room when he felt a tickle up his nose and before he could hold it back, he sneezed all over his hand. He grabbed a tissue that was on the desk and wiped it away while walking out of the room. There was a big black bag out in the corridor with all the rubbish in it from various rooms of the house, so Harry threw his tissue in there and carried on walking. But just milliseconds later, something strange happened in his head, he could have sworn he'd seen something in that bag that he recognised, from a long time ago.

Harry backed up and looked into the black sack, and he saw it again, something he hadn't seen for many years, but he knew what it was in an instant. He picked it up right at the end with tentative fingers and examined the object – the little line was blue… And that meant someone was pregnant.

He dropped the pregnancy test quickly back into the bag from shock and stood back, as if it was going to jump up and slap him round the face. It couldn't have been right… not that. Why would he remember something like that anyway? He was in a muggle school so many years ago; he must have been mistaken. But he was sure… And Ginny was going on about babies!

No… it couldn't be true… Ginny wasn't pregnant…

He started to walk back to the stairs, his eyes still wide open from shock but not really knowing where they were looking, and he bumped straight into Ginny.

"Ow!" She yelped, "Are you ok Harry? You look like you've seen a… well, a ghost!" She laughed at what she thought was humour.

"I, erm…" He stuttered, thinking of an excuse, "Just saw that Lupin is coming to the party next week."

"You're not scared of seeing him again?" Ginny said, totally believing him.

"Well, a little bit," Harry lied.

"Oh Harry, you'll be fine," Ginny encouraged, "These things come totally naturally…"

"What things?" Harry asked tetchily.

Ginny stared at him, looking a bit confused, and then answered slowly, "Seeing old friends… Harry are you sure you're ok?"

"Yeah I'm fine," He lied again, adding, "It's just, scary, isn't it? Life is scary."

"Yes Harry," Ginny replied, patting his shoulder, "Life is… scary…"


A week later Harry stood in a huge tent, with masses of people bustling around him to see Ron and Hermione at their engagement party. Truthfully, this party should have happened a while ago, but the two of them had been saving money especially for it.

It was near midnight now, and people were finally beginning to leave after hours of talking to old friends. Harry had seen Lupin, for the first time in three, maybe four, years. And he hadn't been nervous or anything when talking to him. They had spoken for about two hours just to each other about the important things, and the not so important things. And of course, Lupin had said to him just how like his father he was. He had said that it was true Harry looked like James when he was a boy, but now that he was a grown man, he didn't only look, but acted like him as well. And Harry almost broke down in tears when he had told him how proud his parents would be of him, to have a good girlfriend and training to be something as important as an Auror. And it was lovely to know that Lupin was having as good a time with Harry, as he would have had with James.

He watched people leave through the end of the tent, trying to reply to all the 'goodbyes' he was receiving as they left, even from those people he didn't know.

"Had a good time then?" Ginny snuck up to him and asked when the last few people filtered out.

"Yeah, it's been good," Harry replied edgily. He had been like this for the past week, getting worse and worse when something strange happened. He was still convinced Ginny was pregnant, and terrified by the thought. At first he had told himself to stop being so ridiculous, but then things kept happening that made it more obvious. Ginny was ill in the morning only a few days ago, she was eating more and also… she kept refusing him.

"I think it was lovely," Ginny said, pulling him out of his terrified thoughts.

"Me too," Harry gulped.

"Seeing all those people again," She continued, "Like Lupin, everyone from the Order actually. It was so nice."

"Yeah," Harry smiled genuinely as he looked over to see Ron and Hermione, hugging in the corner of the tent.

Ginny looked in the direction he was looking and smiled too, "It's so sweet isn't it? You never would have thought that they'd get together, would you?"

Harry shook his head as he watched his two best friends laugh together, "No, I knew they would."

"Really?"

"Since our second year. When she wouldn't hug Ron because she was too embarrassed!" Harry laughed.

"You know them so well!" Ginny laughed as well.

"I know…"

"You're going to miss them, aren't you?" Ginny said, putting her arm around him.

"Yeah," Harry nodded sadly, "But at least they're leaving to do something amazing. Marriage looks amazing, don't you think?"

For some reason, Ginny suddenly pulled away and didn't look at him, "Yes…"

Then the most amazing idea struck him. He and Ginny should get married! If Ginny was going to have their baby, they should do it the proper way and get married as well; he was going to be with her forever anyway, so what was the difference?

"Ginny…" He said slowly. She turned and looked at him, looking a bit scared, "Why don't we get married?"

"What!" She shouted.

"Well, I just think we should…" He said, a bit surprised at her reaction.

"I'm nineteen!" She yelped.

"So?" Harry asked.

"So! I'm too young!"

"Well if you're too young to get married then you're too young to have another baby!" Harry said, letting it slip out before he could stop it.

There was a pause before Ginny let out a short laugh and said, "What?"

Harry sighed and took her hand to lead her away from prying eyes, "Look Gin, I know you're pregnant. I saw the pregnancy test in the bin the other day."

"A what test?" Ginny asked, stumped.

"Pregnancy test…" Harry replied quietly.

"Is everything alright?" Hermione appeared out of nowhere with Ron right behind her and had a worried look on her face.

"Harry…" Ginny started to laugh, "Harry thinks I'm pregnant!"

"What?!" Ron said loudly.

"Well I'm not!" She defended.

Hermione hit Ron in the side and made a meaningful face at him, and then his shoulders relaxed and his face was as normal.

"Harry, why do you think she's pregnant?" Hermione asked.

"Well, I saw a test in the bin…" Harry said. And when Hermione smiled slightly he added, "And she was sick the other day!"

Hermione giggled a little bit and then said patronizingly, "Harry, why would Ginny be using a muggle pregnancy test?"

And then it hit him. Finally, he realised what was going on. His jaw dropped and he pointed at Hermione in amazement. She nodded slowly as Ron put his arm around her waist and his hand fell lightly to her stomach.

"Hermione, are you pregnant?" Ginny asked.

She smiled and nodded quickly, to which Ginny squealed with delight and gave her and Ron a big hug. Harry did the same (without the squeal). He felt quite stupid. All week he had been worried about it, when he should have known it wasn't Ginny's test anyway! Why on earth would a Weasley, other than Mr Weasley, use a muggle device? And then, even if he still couldn't work it out, why did he not just ask Ginny in the first place, to save all his worrying? He felt so stupid.

"But don't tell mum or dad yet, ok?" Ron said quietly a moment later, "We want to tell them ourselves, after the wedding."

Harry and Ginny nodded and Ron and Hermione walked off again, leaving them alone.

"So," Ginny sighed after a few minutes of silence, "No more of this marriage talk, ok?"

Harry smiled and hit her playfully, "No more."

"And Harry, if I was pregnant, I would tell you straight away," She added.

"Thank you," He replied, turning slightly red.

They stood in silence then, for he didn't know how long. He watched Ron and Hermione, his two best friends in the entire world. They stood and laughed together, closer than Harry had ever seen them before. Holding hands and kissing each other as Ron stroked their baby that grew inside of them. Harry fought to keep away the happy tear that threatened to fall down his face as he looked at them. In less than three weeks they would be gone, to lead their own life together. Of course, Harry had been away from them before, for a long period of time, but that was his own choice, and he was such a mess back then that he didn't really notice how lost he was without them. It was true, he had been with them for seven years through Hogwarts, and he had known Ron a little before that through his parents. And he didn't know how he would have made it through those seven years without either of them. If there was one thing he knew in this world it was that he was strong as long as Ron and Hermione were either side of him. But now they weren't going to be. And it would be Ginny he'd lean on; and she would support him. Because they loved one another just as Ron and Hermione did. And it was this time that Harry realised he was growing up, and he wasn't going to let time pass him by again.

He wiped away his tear and turned to Ginny, who now sat sleepily on a chair.

"I love you," He told her.

Ginny looked up to him and smiled before standing up, "I love you too," She replied quite happily.

"You will marry me someday, won't you?" Harry asked casually.

Ginny smiled again and hugged him tightly, "Yes Harry, someday I will marry you."


A/N Told you it was long! I tried to edit it down but it didn't really work. I'm sorry for the rubbish bit about the sneezing, that was terribly written! But I couldn't think of another reason for Harry to look in a bin! Lol, sorry about that, minor error… anyway… moving on!!! Sorry that it was a filler chapter, wanted to get a few points across and I think I did well. So the next chapter is the last one. I might cry, I usually do when finishing my stories!! Might take a while to come up, I'll be working on it to make it really good but I also have loads of school work to do. But I'll try my best! Thanks for reading and please review!!