Ginny had been tossing and Turing all night waiting for Harry to arrive home from his mission. Usually she was excited for him to arrive home but tonight she was anxious. She heard a swoosh from the living room and sat straight up in bed. “Ginny, I’m back” she heard Harry say as he walked up the stairs.
”Harry” she said trying not to cry as he kissed her on the check like he always did when he got back from missions. It had looked as if he came straight home from the mission before returning to the ministry for he was covered in mud.
”What’s wrong, gin?” Harry asked worriedly as he looked at her.
”I messed up” she told him. Harry had no idea what he was taking about, did she blow something up again or did she get into an argument with one of her brothers?
”What do you mean, love?” Harry asked calmly knowing deep down it could be something worse.
”I-l’m pregnant” she said shakily.
“Fuck, Well, that not a terrible thing is it?” Harry said with a fake smile thinking that might help calm her down.
”I’m fucking 18, Harry. And my mum will freak”
”Gin, can u give me a minute in the loo, I just got home and this is kind of a lot to take in”
”ok”
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“Okay, are you sure you’re pregnant,” Harry asked her after returning from a shower knowing that sometimes Ginny jumped to conclusions
”I’m four days late but, I haven’t done the spell yet.” She said more calmly. She tried the spell and a red light appeared. She wasn’t pregnant after all.