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A/N: Here's the next chapter! Thank A.NERD.NAMED.ABBEY. for making me update. Language warning. My sailor-like tendencies are reflected in this chapter.
Chapter 4: Big Surprises
I can't believe we're doing this! Oh shut up, you know you wanted to do this too. You're just upset that you didn't think of it first. I don't know about this.
"Hermione are you sure that this is a good idea?" Hermione looked up from the album she was looking through.
"Of course it's not. But it's all we have right now." Ginny sighed. "You know there are no pictures of Cho in here at all. You'd think that he'd have at least one if he's engaged to her." Ginny walked over to the ward list.
"She's not keyed into the wards either." Ginny said surprised.
"But I've heard she practically lives here, from Harry."
"Apparently she's never even been here."
They continued to snoop working their way back towards the kitchen, when they heard a faint pop.
"Oh, shit." Hermione whispered. Oh shit, he's home! I told you this was a bad idea! My, my, that's helpful isn't it?
"He wasn't supposed to home for another hour!" Ginny hissed.
"That's not our problem." Hermione whispered, squeezing my hand tightly. "My water just broke." Oh shit, shit, shit. What do I do? What do I do? Breathing would be a good place to start.
"What!? I thought you weren't due for 3 more weeks!"
"I'm not." She whispered slightly afraid. "What are we going to do?"
"Lie. Lie through our teeth." Ginny said steering her over to the fireplace.
What are you doing? Improvising.
She picked up some Floo powder and threw it into the fireplace, and waited for the whooshing sound to fade before crying out.
"Harry! Harry are you home?" Ginny shouted. He walked into the living room, his brow furrowed.
"What's up?" He asked looking unsurely from Hermione to Ginny.
"Hermione's having the baby. Now. I need you to take her to St. Mungo's while I go find Ron."
"Done." He took Hermione's hand, as she hissed in pain.
"Okay, come on Mione. Let's get you to the hospital." They stepped through the Floo and disappeared.
Well, that worked well. She was in so much pain! We'll have to be in that much pain someday too! Way to reassure and be helpful. Can't focus on that now. Must get Ron.
Ginny stepped through the Floo.
"Chudley Cannons: Weasley office." Ron looked up startled as Ginny shot out of the fireplace, and started laughing at the crumpled heap she landed in.
"Taking lessons from Harry, have we?" Sure Ron, yeah. I'm fine really. Don't even bother to help me up off the floor. Just leave your pregnant sister on the ground. Well, two can play that game. See if I tell you about your in-labor wife, now then. Well that's not really fair to Hermione is it? Spoilsport.
"Haha. Make fun of the pregnant messenger woman. Fine I'll leave then. I just thought that you'd want to know that your wife is in labor, but obviously not." Ron's jaw dropped.
"WHAT!"
"You heard me. Now get your arse down there and go be with your wife." Ron grabbed a suitcase and bolted to the fireplace.
"Hit the button, Gin. See you there." He disappeared in a flash of green.
Hit the button? He's lost his mind! What are we supposed to do with that tidbit of information? Maybe we should look for a button? Really! I never would have guessed. Oh shut up you two.
Ginny searched Ron's desk, his chair, and the walls for a button, and found nothing. Finally giving up, she headed to the fireplace. She picked up the Floo powder, and tossed it in, hitting her head on the fireplace in the process.
"Oh yes. Wonderfully coordinated I am." She grumbled. Then she noticed a brick glowing green. She pushed it, and the fireplace turned green several times, before fading.
"O-kay. That was weird." And oddly convenient.
Ginny stepped through the Floo calling out the hospital's address, and getting whooshed away in a flash of green flames. She tumbled out another grate, moments later, and landed on top of someone,
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry." She said, getting of the person.
"Ron's right. You have been taking Floo lessons from Harry." Once again! What is this, pick on a clumsy, pregnant woman day? Bill!
"Bill! Oh good, the button worked then."
"Button?"
"Don't ask." It's better that he doesn't know. He'll just laugh at you anyway. But he'll pick on Ron, and that could be amusing. Not worth it.
"O-kay. But if you really wanted Flooing lessons, you could have just come to me. I would have helped you." Ginny hit him.
"Hey! It's not my fault! My baby just decided to be as clumsy as its father, that's all." Bill sobered.
"Yeah. Um…about the other night…I'm sorry that I helped corner Harry, and threatened him with gross bodily harm."
"That's okay. But you know, the only reason he's marrying Cho, is because of a love potion." Don't tell him that! Why not? Bill could help. Or he could laugh in our faces!
"What?"
"Yup. She's not keyed into the wards at his house or anything."
"I don't even want to know how you found that out. But do you have proof of a love potion?"
"Well…not exactly."
"Don't get your hopes up. Harry never keys anyone into the wards." Ginny raised her eyebrow.
"I'm keyed in. Mione's keyed in. The entire Weasley family is keyed in."
"True. But just be careful okay. I just don't want you to get hurt."
"Why would she get hurt?" Oh Merlin! No. That's Harry. smirk. Haha.
Ginny whipped around, and bit her lip, her eyes wide as she tried to think of a cover.
"She's taken Flooing lessons from you." Bill answered quickly.
"Really? Maybe you should stick to Apparating then."
"No!" Bill said quickly. "She'll go to Apparate to your house and end up in the middle of the Atlantic again. No. Flooing is much safer."
"Hey! That only happened once!" Ginny hissed to Bill. Three times. Shut. Up.
"You ended up in the ocean?" Harry asked.
"That was only because somebody forgot to key me into the wards, and you know that Bill." Bill only smirked however.
"Oh yeah? What's your excuse for the other two times it happened then?"
"Right. Well no Apparating then. How in the nine levels of hell did you get your license anyway?" Harry asked.
"Um…Percy did it."
Bill was about to jump in and say something, when the group heard a shriek from behind them. Then Mrs. Weasley ran past them, a blur on her way to the maternity ward. The group followed laughing.
"Think she's excited?" Bill asked sarcastically. Ginny laughed.
"Oh no. That emotion was blind rage that she wasn't told immediately." Bill and Harry laughed.
"Hey Ginny?" Bill kept walking, but I stopped and turned around.
"Um…I was wondering, if maybe you'd come out with me to grab a bite to eat tomorrow night."
"Why?"
"Well. We never did get to celebrate your news. And we haven't hung out in a really long time."
"Won't Cho mind?" Why did you ask that? Duh stupid! To find out the answer of course! Why else do you ask a question?
"Probably. But she'll just have to deal. I've always had time for you before, and I'm gonna need a lot of time with you now. Family always comes first. Why should that change just because Cho doesn't like it?"
"True. Alright. Just Floo over then."
"You still at the Burrow?"
"No. I'm back at my apartment now."
"Okay. So tomorrow night at seven then."
"Seven it is." Bill appeared at the top of the stairs.
"Are you guys coming or what?"
"We're coming." Ginny said walking up the stairs.
They followed the signs from there into the maternity ward, and into the waiting room where the entire Weasley family, and Hermione's parents were waiting.
"There you are Ginny!" Uh-oh. "Hermione's been asking for you!"
"Really?"
"Yes. She says she needs to talk to you right away."
"Okay." Ginny stepped past her family, and walked into Hermione's room.
"Hi, Mi. You doing okay?"
"Drugs Ginny." She's off her nut!
"Wha-What?"
"Drugs, spells, whatever you have to do. When you have your baby, don't have a natural birth. At all. Make sure they give you drugs!"
"Okay. I'll definitely make sure to do that." Just back away. snicker
"And you know that deep breathing they always tell you to do?"
"Yes."
"It doesn't do anything! Everyone who says differently is lying! They're all liars!"
"Okay."
"And really, I would just like to warn you. Labor is the tenth level of hell!" Hermione never curses! I'm scared.
"Well, um…thanks for the warning. I'm just…gonna go get Ron for you."
"Ron! Ron did this to me! I never want that no good bast—" Ginny shut the door on Hermione's rant and ran right into a startled rant.
"She in pain?"
"Yup." Understatement of the year.
"She off her nut?"
"Yup."
"Has she started cursing my very existence yet?"
"Yup." Ron sighed and walked to the door.
"Gin, do me a favor and don't have a natural birth."
"Okay. No problem."
"Good. Wish me luck." Ron opened the door, and winced, before shutting it behind him.
Ginny walked in a daze back into the waiting room, and sat on the couch between Bill and Charlie.
"So Gin, what'd you think?" Charlie said jokingly.
"When I have my baby, there is no way in hell or anywhere else that I'm having a natural birth." Bill and Charlie laughed.
"Why not?"
"That horrific?" They teased.
"Walk into Hermione's room right now, and have her yell at you, and then tell me it's not horrific." They laughed. Well aren't they just so supportive? They are guys. Point taken.
"I think we're good." Charlie answered. A scream echoed down the hallway. He sobered quickly. "Yup. Definitely good, to wait right here. Where it's safe." Ginny laughed, and leaned her head on Bill's shoulder.
"You tired Ginbug?" Ginny nodded. "Why don't you take a nap then. We'll wake you when the baby's out." Ginny nodded again, before drifting off to sleep.
"It's a boy! It's a boy!"
"Ginny, wake up. Gin come on wake up." Ginny opened her eyes to see Bill shaking her. "Come see your new nephew." She sat up, and looked over at Ron, who was beaming, and waving her over.
"Hermione wants to see you first. Said something about apologizing or something." He turned to the rest of the family. "It's a boy. I can't believe it. A boy." Ginny smiled and walked down the hallway, opening the door and stepping into Hermione's room.
"Hi Ginny." She said softly, a small blue bundle in her arms. "This is Michael. Michael Arthur Wealsey." Awwww. He's so cute!
"He's so cute, Mione!" Hermione beamed.
"He is. My cute, little baby boy. Ginny, I want to apologize about earlier. I didn't mean to yell. And it does hurt. I won't lie about that. But in the end, it doesn't matter so much. The pain is worth it when you see their cute little faces, and know that you did that, you know?"
"Not yet. But I will." Hermione smiled.
"Yeah. You will." Ginny smiled back.
"Do you want me to go get Ron?" Hermione nodded.
"Thank you."
"Your welcome. See you later Mione." She nodded, smiling down at her baby. Ginny stepped through the door, and walked down the hallway. She stopped to tell Ron that he was wanted, and then walked over to the window.
"Are you okay?" Harry came up behind her.
"Yeah. I'm fine."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah. It's reassuring, you know? She went through exactly what I'm going through, came out of it, and has a beautiful baby boy to show for it. It's almost like, if she can do it, then I can do it too. That I shouldn't worry." That's deep. You said it.
"Yeah. But I know you could do it, even if Hermione hadn't just done it."
"Really?"
"Yeah. You always get your way, after all. You'd make sure that you had a happy, healthy baby no matter what." He's so sweet! He's totally yours, too. You have him hook line and sinker.
"Thanks, Harry. That really means a lot to me."
"No problem, Gin. Just telling the truth is all." Ginny smiled, and yawned.
"I'm going to get going. Tell Hermione and Ron, I said good-bye okay."
"Okay. Bye Ginny. See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow, Harry." Ginny walked out of the maternity ward, into the lobby, through the Floo, and into her living room.
Hey, you didn't fall that time. Psht. Just a fluke. Probably.
Ginny walked into her bed, and passed out within two seconds.
My name is Ginevra Molly Weasley. I am pregnant with Harry Potter's baby. Harry Potter is engaged to Cho Chang. And I'm attempting to win him back, and prove he's under the influence of a love potion. But he might actually like me.
A/N: Ta-da! Fourteen pages in word! Review please.