Penelope Weasley bustled around the kitchen getting dinner ready. She hadn't been feeling great lately, and was planning on taking a nap when the meal was done.

"Damn!" she huffed angrily as she cut herself with a knife. "Today is not my day!" She held her finger under cold water, then put a bandaid on it. She put the potatoes in a pot full of boiling water, then checked on the roast. Just her luck. It was about to burn.

She quickly took the roast out of the oven. Most witches and wizards thought that it was a waste of time, doing things the muggle way, but Penelope and Percy liked the slow method of cooking. They had found that food usually tasted better that way. That is, unless you were Molly Weasley, who could make mud taste good.

She put together a small salad, and then collapsed on the sofa. She was half asleep when she heard a crack like a whip. She sat up sleepily, then got up to greet Percy.

"Hey," she said softly, giving him a quick kiss. "How was work?"

"Tiring," Percy replied wearily, sitting down on an armchair. Penelope followed his lead and sat across from him. "There were 9 raids. And then Bill decided it would be funny to put a hex on me. I was belching slugs for an hour." (A/N I know, real origanal. But hey, Ron can relate to it.)

Penelope giggled, earning a glare from Percy. "I'm sorry, honey, but you have to admit, it is funny," she said. Percy sighed half heart- edly.

The couple went into the kitchen, where they ate a delicious dinner. They sat up for a little while after that, but went to bed rather early. Percy had work the next day, and Penelope still wasn't feeling great.

She woke up in the middle of the night, feeling sick to her stomach. She ran to the bathroom, and sat over the toilet. She threw up a few times. Then Percy walked in.

"Penny, are you all right?" he asked, concerned. She nodded weakly before having to bend her head over the toilet again. Percy held her curly hair back.

"I'm going to get you a potion," he declared after a few minutes. She nodded, grabbing a wash cloth to mop off her face.

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The next morning, Penelope woke up. She still felt sick. The potion had helped her feel better, but the effects were wearing off. She decided to go to the doctor.

At two o' clock, she apparated to St. Mungo's Doctor's Office. She sat in the waiting room for a few minutes, reading the latest Witch Weekly. Then she heard her name being called.

She followed the nurse into the small room, and sat down on the plastic chair. Dr. Dan walked into the room a moment later.

"Hi, Penny, how are you?" he asked cheerfully. Penny and Daniel had gone to school together. He was two years ahead of her in Hufflepuff. They had gotten to know each other through his little sister, who was in Penelope's year.

"I'm not great," she answered truthfully. "I've been tired and sore for a few days, and last night I started vomiting continuously. I'm not sure what's wrong."

Dan frowned, but just told her to lay down on the stretcher and relax. He did the mandatory check up first, just her ears, eyes, nose, mouth, etc. Then he gave his wand a flick, and looked at her.

"Penny, I think you're pregnant. I'm not sure, but if you want, I can do a test. But first, have you been sexually active within the last week or so?"

Penelope was stunned. Pregnant? Her? Well, maybe not, but she had been having symptons. She blushed as she answered his question.

"Yes, a last week. Percy got a promotion, and we were very excited."

Dan grinned at her, before prodding her stomach with his wand. Suddenly, blue smoke came out of it, and it formed the words:

CONGRATULATIONS! YOU ARE 2 WEEKS, 3 DAYS, 14 HOURS, 53 MINUTES, AND 17 SECONDS PREGNANT!!!

Penny fainted.

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Penelope arrived home a few hours later. She had been to visit Katie, only to find out about Ginny's Hermione's, Angelina's, and her Katie's pregnancies. She also learned the creative ways of telling thier husbands. Now, what should she do for Percy?

Suddenly, an idea came to her. She went upstairs, and started poring through books. After all, she had a very long report about babies to write.

A/N: Thanks for all the great reviews! Next chapter we'll see Bill and Charlie's wifes. Then we'll have a great birthday party for Harry!