Tonight is the night! I am telling my parents that I am engaged. I am very excited. Although I did tell Ron and Hermione that if they screwed this up from me I was going to tell him or her that studying is ridiculous and S.P.E.W is kick ass. That seemed to shut them up for the moment.

Harry fretted about way more than I did, he kept hopping around at every noise outside. I had to finally tell him to calm down or he would not be invited. Finally he just apologized and went into his study. A minute later he came out and asked me whether or not I thought a blue tie was asking to much.

" Harry?" I asked timidly from the doorway.

" Yeah?" Harry asked his voice muffled by the heavy oak door.

" Can I talk to you for a second?" I asked feeling my body crunch with nerves.

" Yeah, what about?" Harry asked as he opened his door.

" Sit down," I said gently leading him over to the couch.

" You Weasley's don't get right to the point do you?" Harry asked with a wry smile. Once again I felt my stomach drop to my feet and I was pretty sure I was going to puke my brains out. How on earth do you start a conversation like this?

Ok here it goes:

" Harry, I think I might be pregnant," I said quickly. I watched as his face dropped slightly and he looked down.

" Pregnant?" Harry asked.

" Yeah, its not positive I haven't even taken the test yet," I said watching as he looked back at me.

" I think that would be great!" Harry said happily.

" Really?" I asked feeling less sick and more excited. " Let me go get a test!"

I ran into the muggle market and bought one of those stupid test you have to pee on. When I got back Harry was pacing the living room. He looked back at me excited and waited for me to take the test. I came back out with it and set it on the coffee table.

" You know what would be cute? To send her to one of those prep schools until she gets her Hogwarts letter. You know or him," Harry said.

" Well, my mother taught us and it was fine," I said looking over at him.

" Well do you think you're fit to be a teacher?" Harry asked with a laugh.

" You don't think I'm smart enough to teach our children?" I snapped.

" Honestly? I think you are better suited for desk work," Harry said and then with a scared look at my face looked down again.

" So I am to stupid for our kids?" I asked feeling anger boiling inside of me.

" No, I just think muggle school would be better for our kids. I did it and I was fine," Harry said.

" So its whatever you think?" I asked viciously.

" No," Harry said.

The timer binged and I looked over at it.

" Not pregnant," I said snapped throwing it away.

" Good," Harry said and we walked out of the room. He went to his study and I went to the spare room and sat down at the chair. I slammed the door shut so hard a picture fell off the wall and smashed on the floor.

He thinks I am to stupid to teach our kids! That is really prejudice. My mum taught me fine. I learned loads of stuff the same those awful muggle kids learn. I am better suited for desk work! Honestly! I am not a idiot.

There was knock on the door and I pretended I didn't hear it. After a minute the knocking got louder and more insistent. I still sniffed and had my back turned to the door. It creaked open and I tensed as pressure was added onto the bed.

" I wanted to say sorry, if you wanted I am pretty sure you could teach our kids," Harry said moving around until he was sitting next to me.

" That really hurt my feelings! Just because I didn't go with you and your awful muggle playmates does not make me any less smart than you are! My mother taught me everything you know, probably more! You know you insulted her also!" I said angrily as he made puppy dog eyes at me. I felt my anger seeping away and was even more angry at him for making me laugh. " Stop it!"

" I'm so very sorry," Harry said and I kissed him.

" That was scary! We are so not ready for kids," I said as he moved onto my neck.

" Are you kidding? I really feel bad for our children," Harry said.

I scooted up further on the bed and kissed him again. Just as things were getting interesting the doorbell rang. " What do you people have a chip telling you when people are having sex?" Harry asked angrily after just a second before my hand had been unzipping his pants.

" I think my mother does," I groaned angrily.

Harry rolled off of me and I ran to get the door.

" Ginny! How very nice of you to have us again! " mum explained kissing me on the cheek. I hugged my father and stepped back. " Did you put your make-up on in the dark?"

" No," I said walking over to a mirror. I nearly blanched. My lipstick was smudged all over my face. I hastily wiped it away and turned back to my parents who were now looking around the house.

" Who else is coming dear?" mum asked me again as she picked up the remote with mild interest. She pushed the button and the t.v. turned on. Mum and dad jumped twenty feet into the air. I had to restrain myself from laughing out loud as I took it back from her. My father watched it with excitement.

" Look, they move around, but they don't see you!" dad kept saying happily. I nodded and went into the kitchen.

An hour later my entire family, minus Charlie, and Remus and Tonks was sitting around the table eating happily.

" Hermione, Ron did you find out the sex of the baby?" mum asked. Hermione opened her mouth to speak and dug my heel into her foot. She gave a cry of pain and shook her head. Mum looked disappointed.

" Guys? We have something to say," I said nervously.

Everyone turned to me and I felt like I was a child again. Suddenly I was nervous.

" We're getting married!" I finally said lamely.

There was silence for a moment in which I almost sat down again, but then there was a big whoop and everyone was hopping up and down and laughing. I smiled and jumped around with everyone for a minute before I stopped and let room for Harry open up. We jumped around for another ten minutes before everyone else decided it was time to go home. I was just trying to figure out to get Hermione and Ron to leave when they got up all on their own and left. I was immensely happy. I mean I 'like' them and whatever because they're family but they annoy me to tears.

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The next day me and Harry had another fight, nothing big, he just thought he had the last word, which he so didn't. So when Harry got up to go to the bathroom, and Ron had turned to Hermione I poured that stuff into his coffee. That stuff he got for Neville, yeah well now its in his coffee. He had no idea he just went about drinking it.

After ten minutes or so, he started acting really funny. He started fidgeting around and 'adjusting' himself.

" Are you ok?" Hermione asked after a minute.

" I'm fine," Harry said, but he didn't look fine. He looked like he was going to explode.

" You don't look fine," Ron said squinting at him.

" I am though," Harry snapped.

I rubbed my hand along his thigh and he jumped about a foot in the air and pushed my hand away.

" What is your problem?" I snapped at him, knowing full well what his problem was.

" I don't know," Harry said desperately.

" Hey, we hate to cut this short, but we need to get home and then we have a doctors appointment," Ron said shoveling money out of Hermione's purse. " Why is my wallet even in here?"

" Because you leave it wherever we go out and then have to run back and get it. It is much safer in my purse," said Hermione snatching her bag back. " I'm going to call you and then we will sit down and have one big discussion about the wedding."

" Ok, I love you guys," I said kissing them. I watched them leave and I turned to Harry.

" Now tell me what is the problem," I said to him.

" We need to leave," Harry said shortly.

" Why? Did you have a bad reaction to the food?" I asked trying not to smile.

" No, I don't want to talk about it," Harry said blushing furiously.

" Harry, we are going to be married. There is no reason to keep secrets from me," I said pretending I was seriously hurt by what he was doing.

" Ginny, if I tell you, you are going to laugh," Harry said fumbling for his wallet.

" I wont laugh," I said rubbing his thigh again.

Harry jumped and looked scared.

" Please don't do that," Harry said taking out money.

" Are you turned on?" I asked in a deep voice.

" Can we please just get home?" Harry asked blushing even more deeply.

" I think we're going to have to Apparate. You cant walk to the car with a…you know," I said glancing down.

" Fine, let's just run into a bathroom," Harry said angrily.

We went into the bathroom and the next thing I knew I was in my living room. I smiled to myself and looked over at Harry who had walked into the bathroom.

" What turned you on?" I asked taking off my coat. I bent over to take off my shoes next and noticed that Harry was watching me. I had just taken my shirt off when Harry literally pounced on me. He knocked me onto the bed. I kissed him and fumbled with his zipper. I had just managed to get his pants off when he got mine off. " My shoes are still on," I said trying to pull them off.

" So," Harry said down my body.

" I don't want to heel you," I said with difficulty as he removed my panties. He stopped and yanked them off.

" Happy?" Harry asked resuming his kissing.

" I will be," I said.

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