9 Months and 3 days
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Prologue
The woman got up. Yawning, she headed to the kitchen and with a flick of her wand started boiling the kettle and getting out the coffee.
Nice day, she thought, looking out the window. I could put the washing out before we have Teddy over…
Walking to the bedroom with 2 coffees in her hands, she put them down and started poking the sleeping man. Stirring slightly, he rolled over and kept sleeping. Groaning, the woman kept poking him.
"What do you want?" he muttered, his eyes still closed. "It's a Saturday… I'm sleeping in."
"Get up," she said, still poking him. "Or I'll open the blinds and rip off the bedspread."
5 minutes progressed, and she was still poking him. Finally, the man growled, grabbed her and pulled her down. She laughed and struggled to get up. As he kept pulling her down, she began to feel bruised around her chest.
"Owww… can you let me up now?" she asked him. "I'm in pain." Reluctantly, he let go and sat up.
"So… what's for breakfast?" he yawned, sipping his coffee.
"Why do you always assume that I'm going to have breakfast ready-made for you?"
"You're going to let me go hungry?" he whimpered, giving her puppy dog eyes.
She sighed, but was still smiling. "I'm already making brunch for when Teddy comes over. I'm going to watch the news. You make breakfast today."
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"Breakfast is served," the man said, helping the woman into her seat.
"Oh wow, toast and Nutella," she said. "I can really see you've put in the effort."
"I can't cook, ok?"
The couple continued to quarrel, sipping their coffee and eating their toast, when the woman felt a stir in her stomach. She began to feel nauseous and dizzy. Was it the toast? Maybe it had gone off. Or maybe the milk had gone sour.
Knocking over the chair as she stood up, she ran to the toilet and emptied the contents of her stomach, feeling extremely sick. Gagging, she threw up another 2 times before settling back down at the table.
"What the hell was all that about?" the man asked. "Are you ok?"
He ate exactly what I did, and he's still fine, she thought.
"It's probably just a bug," she said, smiling. "But I don't think I'll be finishing breakfast."
The rest of the day went reasonably well. Like planned, she put the washing on the line, cooked brunch, had Teddy over, and relaxed.
"Just a bug," she kept reassuring herself. "I've caught a bug."
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Like the day before, next mornings breakfast emptied her as she threw up in the bathroom.
"You know, maybe you should go see a Healer," her boyfriend called out to her. "I thought you said it was a 24 hour bug."
"It's probably just finishing off," she replied, wiping her mouth. She threw up again, then walked out of the bathroom, rubbing her sore back.
She didn't want to tell him what she thought it was. Like he said, it could just be a bug, but then again it could be something more…
"Hey, I'm going out for a bit," she said to him. "Fresh air, and I need to go and get some new dress robes from Diagon Alley."
Pecking him on the cheek, she raced out into the car and drove of, not in the direction of Diagon Alley, but St Mungos.
Quickly entering the hospital, she ran to front desk.
"I need an appointment with a female Healer, please," she said.
"You should have sent an owl previously," said the lady, looking over her glasses.
"I know, but I didn't have time. Can I have one now?" she pleaded.
"Fine," said the woman, sighing. "Sit over there, someone will be with you soon."
The half an hour sitting down was a long wait. It seemed to drag on for hours… the clock ticking slowly…
"Oi, you!!" the lady at the front desk shouted out to her. "Healer Veronda will see you now."
Breathing heavily, she entered the room with the doctor, and shut the door behind her.
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"So, how did it go?" he asked her when she got back. "Did you get the dress robes?"
"Harry," Ginny said, tears running down her face. "I'm pregnant."
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