Chapter 7

Ginny was jerked into consciousness by a sudden influx of power, Godric's power to be specific. She instantly felt terrified. If she had Godric's power then he was powerless and she knew it had been today he had decided to face Slytherin.

Ginny sat bolt upright in bed, ready to rush to Godric's side, but then a violent pain ripped through her abdomen and all she could do was scream. Her hands cradled her stomach as waves of pain rippled through her. She couldn't move, couldn't think, as her vision blurred and her voice cracked.

Eventually, after what seemed like years, the pain became almost bearable and Ginny managed to slide out the bed and on to the floor. Dressed only in the fire red teddy and matching thong that Godric had conjured for her, Ginny crawled out of the chamber and into the crypt of the church. Panting and trying to ignore the pain, she pulled herself up the stairs slowly and across the church.

Once outside, the frigid air attacked her but it was easy to ignore as she scraped the skin off her knees in her crawl through the graveyard. It must be early morning, she realised as the gate came into site, as the darkness was just beginning to lighten. That must mean that Harry was still at home, just at the end of the street.

She knew she shouldn't go to him for help, not after she'd left him without a word, but her strength was failing her and she needed someone. With the last of her strength, Ginny cast a patronus charm towards her old house and collapsed on the side of the road. Still conscious but immobilized, Ginny waited.

A shadowy figure came towards her, getting larger by the second until Harry emerged from the darkness, running to her side. Without a word he picked up her tender body and she bit her lip to stop from screaming out. As he jogged her home, Ginny could feel herself getting more and more lightheaded. She was going to faint if this lasted much longer…

But then they were entering the door and Harry was setting her down on the sofa that they used to snuggle on and bringing her hot chocolate. She tried to smile but the pain turned it into a grimace. And then she was sinking into unconsciousness where the pain she felt in her dreams was a mere shadow of the real thing.

When she woke, Ginny noticed the pain had lessened though it was still there. Harry, Ron and Hermione were gathered in the silent room, each looking away. She made a slight noise in the back of her throat and they turned towards her. She tried not to wince at the hostility shown in their eyes. She had thought that Ron, her brother, would have stood by her in this, but it appeared that he disapproved of her decisions as well. She struggled to sit up.

Hermione stood up and walked over to her. She bent low and whispered in Ginny's ear so that the boys couldn't hear. "Have you got Godric's magic?"

Ginny nodded her head slightly and gulped. Even with the extra magic, in her weakened state Ginny would be no match for Hermione. Hermione turned to face Harry and Ron.

"Could you two give us a minute to talk?" She asked and they left the room, barely glancing back at Ginny. "Do you know what's wrong with you?"

Ginny cleared her throat before replying with the negative. She had no idea why pain was coursing through her body as thoroughly as blood. She had no idea why she still had Godric's powers or why Hermione knew that. And she still had no idea where Godric was. She knew he was alive, he had to be or his magic would have dissipated, but she knew nothing else.

"You're pregnant. Normally I wouldn't be able to tell this early but all that extra magic in your body is making the baby grow at an alarming rate." Hermione's voice was cold, but the tone didn't register to Ginny as shock washed over her, eclipsing the pain.

She was pregnant? It had to be Godric's, that much Ginny was sure of. She was absolutely terrified- what she and Godric had was unstable at best and hardly an environment to raise a child in. And Ginny was sure that he intended to return to the past so the chances were she'd be raising this baby alone.

"Gin, are you listening? I'm going to make sure the magic doesn't hurt your baby, but I need you to come back to the castle with me. If I can't isolate Godric's magic from the baby, it could cause irreparable damage. There's some people at the castle who can help me do that if you trust me?" Hermione explained, and now that her shock has settled, Ginny could hear the underlying worry in Hermione's voice.

"Where is Godric?" She gasped out. She couldn't go anywhere until she knew he was okay. She knew she would go with Hermione- she had to do what was best for her baby- but not until she knew he was okay. Hermione's expression darkened.

"He and Sal are unconscious. They were duelling and then-" Hermione choked off on a sob and Ginny felt a stab of worry for them both. That was odd, she'd never cared for Slytherin before. They must be at the castle then, Ginny knew Hermione wouldn't leave his side for long periods. That made her decision; if she went to the castle then she would be near to Godric.

Ginny almost reached out a shaking arm to comfort Hermione before she remembered it wouldn't be welcome. She'd really fucked up this time. Even though she knew leaving Harry was best for them both, Ginny knew she had gone about it wrong. She'd jumped on the excuse that Godric was her idol to leave the world she resented behind. She didn't like how Harry had wanted to get hitched and start a family straight away but she had run with it, afraid of losing him.

Only this life hadn't been everything she wanted. There was no adventure and excitement. There was no travelling across the world to foreign countries and experiencing other cultures. Instead she settled into a routing job and raised her kids and acted perfectly Stepford.

"I'll go with you." Ginny croaked out, struggling to pull herself into a sitting position. Hermione nodded and helped her to stand.

"I'll go tell the boys we're leaving." Hermione left the room and Ginny stared around at the house she'd used to live in.

The mantelpiece was full of photos of the kids and their extended family. Kids she loved but hadn't been ready for and hadn't made time for. She hoped she'd still be able to see them when this was all over. She knew Harry would have custody- he was too great a dad to ever take his kids from him. With a sigh, Ginny said goodbye to the house because she had this feeling in the pit of her stomach that she would never be coming back here.

Hermione re-entered the room then and helped Ginny over to the fireplace and, with a last look around, Ginny left Godric's Hollow for the last time.