I own nothing! I own nothing! I own nothing!

...

Her brothers and Harry stared at her slightly round stomach with wide eyes, their mouths all formed in a perfect 'o' shape.

Hermione slowly lowered her top; however it seemed to have no effect on the boys.

"Guys?" Said Hermione, as they continued to stare.

"This may take a while," Said Ginny as they still showed no signs of life, "Let's sit down for a while and let them freak out all they want."

She pulled Fred and Hermione over to a sofa and pulled out a magazine, occasionally glancing over the top to check if they had moved at all.

"Are they still alive?" Murmured Fred.

"Oh my God we've killed them," Said Hermione in panic, "The shock has actually killed them all!"

"I wouldn't worry," Muttered Ginny after about ten minutes of silence from George, Harry and Ron, "Here, I'll wake them up a bit."

She stood up, rolling up her magazine and went to stand behind Harry, George and Ron.

One by one, she wacked them across the back of the head with her makeshift weapon in an attempt to unfreeze them.

"OW!" They all yelled simultaneously, jumping out of their seats.

"Snap out of it you prats, Hermione and Fred need your support, not the drool falling out of your mouths."

"Give us a break Gin," Snapped Ron, "I've just been told that my brother knocked up my best friend! I need time to absorb it!"

"Oh! I'm so sorry!" Said Ginny in an innocent but clearly sarcastic voice, "I hadn't realised how hard this must be for you! You poor things."

Suddenly her sweet, soft voice snapped and she rounded on the three cowering boys.

"Don't you dare act like you're the victims in this!" She snarled in a quiet, dangerous voice, "Hermione is about to do the hardest thing she ever has, or ever will do! Do you want to try getting steadily fatter and heavier for nice months! Do you want to try handling all of the problems and fears that come with pregnancy! Do you want to push something the size of a watermelon through your vagina! Do you want to look after a real, live baby that is totally dependent on you! No, I didn't bloody think so!"

Everyone stared at the red haired girl, shocked at her explosion. Stupidly, George decided to speak up.

"Well I imagine I'd find it hard to push a watermelon through my vagina, what with it not being there and everything."

Sensing Ginny's rising anger, Harry and Ron leapt over the back of the sofa, and Fred grabbed Hermione pulling her to duck behind the table.

Ginny put her face inches away from George and let rip.

Swear words that most people hadn't even heard of emerged from the young girls mouth so loudly that they could be heard all the way in the Great Hall.

Leaving her brother in a quivering wreck, she straightened up, composed herself and stepped back.

"Now," She said, back to her normal happy self, "Fred, Hermione – why don't we go and get some breakfast."

She lead the slightly scared couple out of the room, smiling a little as she saw George's pale face in a terrified, rigid mask.

After the portrait hole had closed, Harry and Ron's heads appeared over the back of the sofa.

"How come something so violent come from something so small?" Whispered Harry to Ron.

"Oh that's nothing," Replied Ron, "You should have seen her when Fred and George read her diary! When she was done with them, they weren't quite right for a week."

Harry gulped and glanced at George, who looked like he might throw up.

"Remind me never to get in her bad books," He muttered, shuddering at the thought of the terror that was his girlfriend.

...

Five months later and June brought on heat waves like Hogwarts had never experienced.

The classrooms were unbearably stuffy, the corridors were swelteringly hot, and there were fights breaking out in the grounds over the shady patches.

Hermione and Fred had left it another couple of weeks after telling Ron, Harry and George to tell their parents and the rest of their families.

Fred's parents had been incredibly kind were so excited to be getting their first grandchild, although they were a little disappointed that they 'couldn't have waited until they were out of school'.

Hermione's parents on the other hand were less pleased. Having brought her up in a strict (although still loving) environment, they were highly displeased that she hadn't saved herself for marriage. However, they got passed their views and gave her the love and support she so desperately needed.

Getting around school was much harder these days. Being nine months pregnant and having to climb thousands of steps everyday was no easy feat. Having refused point blank to consider leaving school for a while, the difficulties of everyday tasks were bringing down her mood, and therefore those around her.

"Do you need a hand getting up 'Mione," Asked Fred to Hermione who was sitting on the sofa.

"Are you saying I can't manage myself!" Snarled Hermione angrily, "Just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean I'm totally rubbish Fred!"

"No...I just thought we were going to go and get some lunch."

He stepped away, and started to sit back down.

"Are you just going to sit there being useless or are you going to help me up," Snapped Hermione, "In case you hadn't noticed I'm slightly pregnant!"

"But... I.." Fred stammered nervously, still unused to these mood swings.

"Of for god's sake Fred you're so inconsiderate!"

Fred bit his lip, unsure of what to do.

"Well are you going to help me or not!" Growled Hermione, "It's your bloody fault that I'm like this!"

Fred sighed, knowing that it wasn't her fault she was being so moody. Her due date had been and gone and her mood swings came and went so quickly that anybody in her path got seriously scorched with her burning words.

"It'll be any day now 'Mione," Said Fred encouragingly as he struggled to heave her off the couch, "Any day and you'll be back to normal."

Hermione's eyes narrowed into slits as she turned to face him.

"Back to normal?" She snarled, "Would you call stretch marks and stitches back to normal? Would you call a baby that will cry through the night normal? Nothing is going to go back to normal Fred. Now stop being a nuisance and lets go and get some lunch."

And with that, she stormed off to the Great Hall.

"Wonder who wears the pants in that relationship," Sniggered Ron, who was playing chess against Ginny.

"Shut it you prat," Growled Fred running a hand through his flaming hair, "You have no idea what she's been like the past few months! Every tiny little thing pisses her off! Yesterday I went to fly my broom for half an hour. When I got back she was angrier than Mum was that time we flew the car to Harry's house!"

"Bloody hell, that must have been scary," Murmured George from beside the fire, "What did she do?"

"She yelled at me for leaving her, even though she wanted to be alone to do homework! Then she started throwing books at me! Now let me tell you, when Hogwarts: A History hits you square in your... area... it bloody hurts."

"Ouch!" Said Ron, wincing as Ginny's knight demolished his bishop."

"The the next second she was fine! In fact she was more than fine. When I brought her a cup of tea last night she burst into to grateful tears then snogged my brains out! I don't know what to expect next, she's a nightmare! Totally mental!"

Fred let out a loud sigh and turned to leave the common room to join his hormonal girlfriend. Unfortunately he came face to face with an extremely angry Hermione, who looked about ready to explode.

Fred shrank back and prepared for what was about to come to him.

"A nightmare am I? Mental am I?," She bellowed in a frenzied fury, "Well let me tell you Fred Weasley! I-"

But all of a sudden she froze, mid rant. A look of slight surprise crossed her face.

"Oh," She said softly, her eyes wide, "Fred, I think it's time."

"Time?" Said Fred in confusion, "Time for what? Are you breaking up with me?"

"No you idiot!" Yelped Ginny as she vaulted over the sofa and put her arms around Hermione who was still frozen, "Baby time you prat! We need to get her to the hospital wing!"

Fred open and closed his mouth a few times, giving him the appearance of a fish out of water. Unfortunately his throat seemed to have closed up and no words would emerge.

"MOVE!" Shouted Ginny, shoving him hard.

In his panic, he picked up his panicking girlfriend and fled to the hospital wing.

...

Six hours later, Hermione lay in a bed at the far end breathing hard and holding Fred's hand so tightly that it had turned purple.

"Make it stop, Fred!" She moaned in pain, "I can't do it! I can't!"

Fred winced as she crushed his hand a little tighter.

"Madam Pomfrey, can't you do something?"

The matron was bustling around the bed, checking Hermione and helping her handle the pain.

"I'm sorry but magic and birth really don't mix well," She said soothingly as she brushed hair out of Hermione's face, "She'll just have to do it the traditional way."

Hermione let out another moan and grabbed Fred's shirt, still squeezing his hand.

"Hermione, I... erm... well you're kind of hurting my hand a little."

Madam Pomfrey and Hermione stared at Fred in disbelief.

"Get out!" Hermione bellowed, pushing him away, "You're making this harder, not easier!"

"Are you sure... I just-"

"OUT!" She bellowed.

Fred scurried out of the hospital wing, to sit with Ginny, Harry, George and Ron who were all anxiously waiting just outside.

...

"I'm not ready for this," Muttered Fred as he paced up and down, beginning to hyperventilate.

Hermione had been in labour for a grand total of twelve hours now, and Fred had gone into melt down.

"I'm going to be a Dad!" He yelped, his voice unusually high, "This isn't happening. Holy crap what am I going to do."

Ginny, who had been sleeping on Harry, yawned and got up.

"As you sister, I'm going to help you in your time of need," She said, putting her hand on his shoulder.

All of a sudden she pulled back of hand and slapped him hard across the face.

"Get a bloody grip Fred!" She snapped, "You knew this was going to happen soon so you better man up!"

Fred rubbed his cheek, shooting Ginny a reproachful glance.

"Well I-"

The door opened, cutting him off, revealing a tired looking Madam Pomfrey.

Everyone stood up, waiting for the news.

Breaking into a grin Madam Pomfrey gestured for Fred to go inside.

He practically ran into the room towards Hermione who was lying exhausted on her bed, with a bundle of blankets in her arms.

"Is everything...?" Began Fred nervously.

Hermione simply smiled and pulled back the top of the white blanket to reveal the head of a tiny baby with bright orange hair.

It looked up at him with interest, waving tiny little hands towards him.

"He's perfect isn't he," Crooned Hermione, pulling Fred closer.

"He so... so..."

"Ginger!" Laughed Harry, as he and the others all flooded into the greet the new arrival, "He's so ginger! He's the gingerest thing I've ever seen! You know, with Hermione's DNA, this kid's likely to be a genius. You do realise you've brought this child into a world where he's going to be bullied for the rest of his life. Come on! Ginger AND clever? Ouch!"

"Shut up Harry," Laughed Ginny, jabbing him in the ribs, "We all knew that with Weasley DNA he would fall under the curse of the ginger gene... poor kid."

"So have you thought of any name?" Asked George, "I was thinking he looked like a George."

"No way," Said Ron, staring at his nephew, "He's definitely more of a Ron."

"If he's called anything it ought to be Harry."

"Oh shush all of you," Smiled Hermione, "We decided a few weeks ago."

"What do you think of Jake?" Said Fred, softly touching his son's hand."

"Perfect," Whispered Ginny, kneeling down to get a better view, "Welcome to the world baby Jake. You couldn't have a better Mummy and I suppose you're Daddy's okay too."

They all laughed, fussing over the new baby. All Hermione and Fred's anxious thoughts had evaporated as soon as their son entered the world. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all...

...

Fin! I know it's a bit of a weak ending but I just think this has dragged on long enough. Tomorrow I'll be putting up my new story and I'm really excited. I'll give you a few hints. I know it's a bit different, but if anybody has seen the film 'A Cinderella Story' it's going to be lightly based around that. Not very much, but a little bit. I'll be introducing you all to Hogwarts' latest invention – the 'wizardnet' and you better get ready for some Harry/Ginny romance. For anybody who has seen the film and didn't enjoy it, don't worry; it's only very lightly based on it! Please read and review! Thank you all so much!