HINNY, FOREVER (BOOK 3 OF HINNY THROUGH THE YEARS)

The Cave

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

Harry

"You want to see something hideous?" Ginny mumbled, laying back in bed.

"What?" I was beside her, an arm behind her head.

She pulled up the blanket over her body and her feet came bare from the bottom. They were slightly swollen.

"They're still pretty." I chuckled, "Do they hurt?"

"Just a bit sore." She nodded, "But I'm good. I just don't want to walk." She stretched.

"I can rub them for you."

Her cheeks turned red.

"Please don't do that." She mumbled. I laughed and kissed her head, "Any sightings?"

"No."

"I don't want anything happening to our kids. I'm six months pregnant but I've got the big feet. I don't even need a wand." She spoke proudly and I snickered beside her, admiring how amazing she was.

I was just about to slide out to go to my office when she called for me.

"Hmm?"

She was biting her lip.

"What?"

She leaned up and kissed me. It was fierce, demanding and hungry and then, though we didn't go for the full ride, she made me lose my mind. She just wanted to, according to her. Eventually she was tired and went to sleep, without me giving her anything.

I kissed her cheek, still awake around three in the night. She was laying on her back, with a careful hand on her belly. She was wearing one of my work shirts and I was quite impressed by myself at that. When we were teens, I knew they would be the same fit to her, just a couple inches loose but I wasnt a very... physically matured teen. Now, all the work I was putting in, made me a better tower and I could let her use my clothes when she grew like that.

I put on my night shirt and headed out up to the attic.

I pulled out the pensieve and searched for memories. I'd barely had chances to watch some of them.

I searched for memories and found one that read: The Cave.

Pouring it in the pensieve, I watched the silver liquid swirl before dipping my head in.

The fog floated around and my head swirled till I landed on a rocky floor. I looked around at familiar environment and my heart sank. The Cave. The one where we retrieved the fake Horcrux from.

From the bottom of the rocky edge by the fast river, i watched two figure swim out of the water. One was coughing and the other was huffing.

"I apologize, Professor, I'm not much of a swimmer."

"I see you did well, Ginevra."

He smiled as Ginny and Professor Dumbledore crawled up the wet rocks to the entrance of the cave. She had her hair tied back and body in tight clothing. She wore her wand in waist band that she pulled out as they reached the top, huffing.

"Is this it?"

"As it seems." Professor Dumbledore answered and they headed inside. I follwed them.

They stood in front of the wall, behind which was the entrance to the dangerous part of the cave. Professor Dumbledore, ran a hand against the flat rocks, before he pulled out his knife. Ginny suddenly, hopped and stole it from his grip. He looked at her, slightly surprised.