Disclaimer: Haha I wish. But nope I bore no last name of Rowling.
The Potters said their goodbyes, ready to floo home. Harry carrying his two boys while Ginny held their bags and the container of food Mrs. Weasley had packed for them.
"Bye mum! Dad! See you at home Harry," Ginny said before she jumped into the fire place and let the green flames envelope around her. Harry adjusted the sleeping kids before following after his wife, the swirling flames swallowing the Potter boys and spitting them out in their big cozy living room. An expert after almost three years, Harry landed on his feet right in front of Ginny.
"I'll go put them to bed, yeah?" Harry said as he walked around her and up the stairs. He lay James down in his bed first and then tucked Albus in his crib, adding a heating charm to both of their blankets when he felt the draft. After kissing both his sons, Harry turned only to see a teary-eyed Ginny standing in the doorway watching them.
"What's the matter, Gin?" Harry asked, wrapping an arm around her petite wait, his other hand playing with the strands of her that were framing her face. He leaned down to kiss her cheek, then the corner of her lips. Ginny groaned and quickly turned her head so that their lips met in an enchanted kiss. After a minute or two they broke apart, breathing heavily, noses touching.
"How about we continue in the bedroom," Ginny said in a seductive whisper.
Harry awoke to the sound of retching. With a jolt he ran to the bathroom, somehow managing to grab his glasses and stuff them on his face before rushing to Ginny's side Harry Gently pulled Ginny's hair away from her face and rubbed her back. When she was done he helped her up.
"Thanks," Ginny said, not looking at Harry. He tilted her head up and pressed the back of his hand to her head.
"You don't have a fever anymore. Maybe there's something going around. I should go schedule an appointment with Mungos. I'll floo someone and see if they can watch the kids. Wait w-"
"Harry, I'm fine," Ginny said, laying a hand on his arm.
"Ginny you are not fine," mimicked Harry, leading Ginny to their bed. "Get dressed I'll go check on the kids.
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A couple hours later Harry and Ginny sat in a small white room, waiting for a healer to come. The boys were with their Grandparents, who were happy to take them.
Suddenly the door was pushed open and a friendly looking woman walked in.
"Mr. and Mrs. Potter, I'm Healer Grayson. What are you in here for today?" Healer Grayson asked, not seeming to care to two extremely famous people were sitting in her office. The Potters were grateful for that.
"My husband seems to think that I've caught something going around but I feel perfectly fine right now," Ginny informed the Healer, glaring at Harry as she did so.
"I woke up this morning to find Ginny vomiting and yesterday she had a high fever and slept the whole day. We have to small kids at home and you can never take too many precautions," Harry said with the Healer taking notes as he spoke, making him feel like a professor giving a lecture.
"Did you feel anything else Mrs. Potter?" Healer Grayson questioned like she knew there was more to the story.
"Er… I was really tired yesterday and today. Mmm, my head really hurt and I did feel a little sick yesterday," Ginny said a sheepish grin on her face.
"What about your menstruation, when are you supposed to start your cycle?" Harry blushed at the bluntness in which the Healer spoke while Ginny pondered over the answer.
"Err on the-OH! Oh you don't think-" Ginny started. Realization dawned on Harry as he listened to the Healer state his predictions.
"That your pregnant, yes I do think that you are but I'll have to preform some tests to be sure."
Harry looked at Ginny, trying to gauge her reaction. He wasn't sure if it was a smile or frown residing on her lips.
"I'll have to quit quidditch for sure now."
"We're not sure if you're pregnant or not," that snapped Ginny out of her daze.
"Do you want another child? I know we never thought about having another but I just thought-" before Ginny could even finish, Harry's lips were crashing down on hers. A cough made the pair jump and remember that they weren't alone.
"If you would just remove your shirt I can start the first spell. If clouds pop from the tip of my wand that means that you're expecting, if nothing...well then that means that you aren't okay?" Healer Grayson muttered the spell. All the color drained from Ginny's face when she turned to Harry and saw the smile slowly vanish from his face.
Nothing was at the receiving end of Healer Grayson's wand.
A/N: Here's chapter two for all those wonderful people who added this story to their alerts! I hate to be one of those people but I really would love a review to know what you guys thought of it. Check my profile, it's where I update information about the story and I'll probably post when I'm updating next and so on. Haven't gotten a chance to proof read yet. Will check through later so tell me if there's something that I missed in my hurry to get this out to you (1 hour after I posted the first chapter).
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