The Weasley Child

Chapter 12

"Kerri." A voice says shaking me gently waking me from my sleep. I open my eyes to see Ginny standing over me. "Mum told me to get you, it's time for supper." She says as she sits down on the bed next to me. I groan and roll over burying my face in my pillow

"I don't want to get up, I feel horrible." I say as a wave of naseau hits me. I groan again and get up from the bed making a run towards the bathroom down the hall from Ginny's room. After I finish throwing up I begin brushing my teeth when Ginny walks in the room.

"Morning sickness?" She asks even though the answer is rather obvious.

I just groan and rinse my mouth of toothpaste. "Whoever came up with the name is an idiot because it doesn't just happen in the morning. It continues throughout the entire day." I say splashing my face with cold water.

"Sounds horrid." Ginny says leaning against the door frame.

"You have no idea." I say following her out of the bathroom. As we head down the stairs towards the kitchen my hand rests on my tiny baby bump, something i've noticed happens more and more lately. At eleven weeks it's not large yet, but it's noticeable.

"Oh hello dear!" Mrs. Weasley calls as she walks into the kitchen with her wand pointing behind her, where several dishes are levitating in the air. "And hello to you too!" She says putting a hand on my stomach before turning to direct the dishes onto the table. As I sit down at the table I give George a polite smile before looking away at the dishes Mrs. Weasley has just directed onto the table. Ever since our, incident, a few weeks ago things have been very uncomfortable between George and I. We act polite when we are in each others presence, but we have barely spoken ten words to each other since. Unfortunatly for me, it is going to be a lot harder to continue to ignore him considering that starting tomorrow the only ones that are going to be left in the house will be George, Ron, Mr and Mrs. Weasley and myself.

"I can't believe we're leaving tomorrow." Ginny says as she sits down at the table with Hermione.

"I wish you guys weren't." I whisper to myself making sure that no one else can hear me, although I notice Ron look in my direction after I say it.

"I know, but I am ready to go back. Secretly, I can't wait." Hermione says with such a smile on her face that for a second I don't mind the idea of her leaving because anyone can see how happy it's going to make her. "I only wish all of you were coming as well." She says taking Ron's hand and looking at him with such love on her face. Ron just nods and gives her a small smile.

"Well, let's eat." Ron says letting go of Hermione's hand to reach for a roll across the table. I see Hermione's smile falter for a second before she breaths in and follows Ron lead with the smile still on her face.

"Is Harry going to be joining us tonight?" Mrs. Weasley asks looking at Ginny.

"I don't think so." Ginny says looking slightly disapointed. "He's been cleaning up Sirius' apartment I believe."

"I don't understand his fascination with the idea of living there." Mr. Weasley says setting down his fork. "After the ministry had it destroyed, it has been an absolute mess. He knows he's welcome to live here."

"Yes Dad, but Harry doesn't want to live here forever." Ginny says staring at her plate.

"Well Harry can do what he wants." Ron adds with a mouthful of roast in his mouth. "Just leave him alone, he's finally free of all the pressure."

I look down at my plate and my stomach immediatly seems to flip. A second ago I had been hungry enough to eat everything on this table, but now just the smell of the food makes me want to throw up. "Oh honey." Mrs. Weasley says rushing over to me. "You go upstairs and lay down. I'll bring you some food up later." She says leading me to the stairs.