Hinny, Furthermore (BOOK 2 OF HINNY THROUGH THE YEARS)

Pregnant?

I don't own any of the characters. All credit goes to the Epic J.K. Rowling of course and always.

Ginny

Harry was still sleeping but my eyes opened because I felt a large surge coming. Getting up, I held my breath and tip toed out of the room and then ran into the bathroom. Retching, I threw up too much, too harshly. Flushing it away, I dropped back against the wall, groaning. My head hurt now. I hated this more than anything. There was a knock on the door and I groaned.

"Just a minute!" I called out.

"Ginny, it's Hermione."

"A minute." I groaned, getting up. Quickly brushing my teeth and cleaning my mouth, I opened the door and she looked around, before pushing a brown bag in my fingers.

"It's eight, when did you..."

"I ran out at seven."

"I love you."

"I know. Go on." She shut the door. I read the instructions and followed, till I was done. I set the sticks on the marble washbowl's rim and opened the door,where Hermione was waiting. She shut the toilet seat and sat on it, while I sat, cross legged on the floor. She marked on her watch and was ready to tell me when the minute would be over.

"I'm scared, 'Mione." I gulped the pain in my throat.

"Ginny, trust me, you're going to be fine. Harry's going to be right by you."

"You think he won't freak out? I think he would. I really do. I mean, being a dad... he would lose his mind. He still has nightmares about his own childhood. I have about some parts of mine. And to top it off, a werewolf... Merlin, Hermione I'm freaking out. What if we freak out out, together?" I held my head by the end, rocking myself.

"Well, that's a decision you will have to reach once you see the results." Hermione gulped.

"Merlin." I licked my lips as she picked it up with the box. Her eyes widened. She matched the other and then a third and then put it down back on the vanity.

"'Mione?" She stood and helped me up.

"Positive." She whispered.

"What?"

"All.. positive." She made me look at the four sticks, sitting with two pink lines running on each.

"I'm... I'm pregnant? Hermione, I'm pregnant?" She nodded. My eyes clouded and suddenly I was laughing and crying at the same time. Hermione hugged me tight as I joyously, laughed. She moved back and her eyes were watery as well, "Hermione, I'm pregnant." I chuckled, "I'm actually pregnant." I murmured. After a bit of composing ourselves, we opened the door and Ron stood wide eyed.

He heard.

"Are you really..." He pointed.

"I think so, a little bit." I felt my cheeks heat up. His did too. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and took me in.

"This is scary, Ginny." He chuckled, moving back, "You're already like another mum walkin' around the house."

"Git."

When I came back to our room, Harry woke up.

"Hey." He groaned, sitting up and rubbing hands over his face,

"Hi." I bit my lip. Shutting the door, I walked to the bed, picked up the blanket and sat under, laying my back on the headboard.

"You alright?" He looked back, still blinking his eyes open.