Forever and Always - Dramione/Blinny Veela Sequel

Ch. 32

Ginny's leg was practically healed by the next morning, and with Blaise's help she was able to slowly move around for short distances.

"What's your captain going to say about you returning to quidditch?" Hermione asked from one of the chairs as she watched Blaise and Ginny walk around slowly. Draco was standing quietly behind her, leaning forward against the chair with his forearms.

The redhead let out a sudden groan and tilted her head back in frustration. "I didn't even think about that. Especially once she finds out about the baby."

She sighed then and rubbed her forehead. "I guess we'll just have to wait and see. If I have no curse damage, I should be alright to play until I start showing."

Blaise stiffened slightly at this and Ginny felt a wave of objection. She looked at him and raised an eyebrow in question, and he frowned as he led her over to the chair opposite from Hermione.

"I think it might be safer if you don't play quidditch right now," He said carefully.

Ginny glared at him. "And why not?"

Blaise shoved his hands in his pockets and looked at her. "What if you get hit with a bludger? What if you fall off your broom?"

Scoffing, Ginny tilted her head and smiled, but Hermione and Draco both knew she was starting to get angry as she asked, "Have either of those things happened to me since I started playing?"

"Well, no...but-"

"Blaise, I am a very accomplished quidditch player," Ginny stated matter-of-factly. "I am not ready to give it up yet, and you can't assume something bad is going to happen to me just because I'm pregnant now."

"I just got you back, and now you're going to be putting yourself in danger?" Blaise asked, annoyed. "Your leg isn't even fully healed yet!"

"I am not putting myself in danger, Blaise!" Ginny exclaimed. "For Merlin's sake, it's quidditch! We played it in school! And by the time I'm out of here, my leg will be fully healed and no one will even know that it was ever broken!"

"Not to interrupt," Hermione said, raising a hand to get their attentions, "But if Ginny stops playing quidditch all of a sudden before the announcement is made, people are going to suspect things."

Ginny gestured her hand at Hermione and stared at Blaise. "See? Exactly."

Blaise took in a slow, deep breath and let it out, looking down at the floor. "Fine."

Rolling her eyes, Ginny looked away at Hermione and pushed against her friend's mind. This is going to be a tough nine months.

Hermione grinned slightly. Only thirty-five more weeks to go.

Ginny groaned and shook her head while Blaise raised an eyebrow at her. He didn't say anything though, instead sitting on the bed and watching them.

"So," Draco started in a light-hearted tone. "Shall we discuss the up-coming Zabini wedding?"

There was silence for a few moments and then Draco nodded. "Alright, guess not."

"Sorry, Draco," Ginny said with a wave of her hand. "We should probably plan this if we're going to have it soon."

"Well, you've got most of it planned out already," Hermione said. "We just need to get you a dress and finalize everything."

"True."

There was silence for a few moments, and Hermione looked up at Draco worriedly before looking back over at Ginny. "So, when do you want to do this?"