Harry was away shopping. He said he'd go drinking with Ron afterwards and be back by five. It was eleven now. It was two weeks to my due date. I'd been having Braxton Hicks all day, but it was nothing I can't handle.
My eyes opened wide as a strange sensation rushed through me. My waters had broken. Who was I kidding? This was real; this was labour.
I couldn't apparate or Floo, they'd both harm the baby. How can I contact Harry. I start to breathe heavily, panicking now. I try casting a Patronus but I'm panicking too much, and half an hour later as my first real contraction hits, I give up and drop my wand.
"Harry!" I yell, as though he can hear me. "Harry!"
I'm sobbing now, completely terrified. I yell some more, sobbing and crying, as I crumple to the floor.
Suddenly and to my immense relief the fireplace glows green. I don't bother to see who it is. "Help..." I moan at them. Looking up through a haze of tears, I see Bill, his face pale.
"Gin?" he asked.
He sat with me for about half an hour, talking soothingly, until my next contraction hit. I gave a whimper and he stood up.
"I'm going to get somebody, Gin, stay there."
As soon as he left I started to panic again, breathing heavily. I dragged myself backwards across the floor and leaned against the armchair, hugging my knees, completely terrified. A moment later Bill, Mum and Dad apparated in.
"How far apart are they Ginny?" Mum said gently as she knelt down.
I glanced at the clock. It was slightly blurry but I saw it OK. "My last one was about ten minutes ago, so.... twenty five minutes or so?"
"That's good, you're OK for a bit," Mum sounded relieved.
"OK?" I yelled incredulously. "You think I'm OK! I'm scared, Mum, I'm bloody terrified, I don't know where Harry is, and you say I'm OK?"
"Where did you say Harry was?" asked Bill timidly.
"That Muggle supermarket, right? I'll go look," Dad smiled.
"You just want to see a Muggle supermarket, Dad," said George from the doorway. Then, conversationally as he sat down, "You look terrible, Gin."
"Thanks for noticing," I muttered through gritted teeth.
"Angie's coming, and I think she's bringing Hermione - they'll be dropping Hugo and Perry off with Fleur seeing as she's at home with Victoire anyway."
"How're you doing Ginny?" Bill asked.
"Oh, yeah, just great, except for the fact that I've just realised I only have like three minutes till my next contraction!"
As if on cue I shudder and whimper in pain, burying my head in my legs, crying again. "I want Harry," I whisper as I surface.
"Ron sent him a Patronus, he's on his way as well." It was Hermione.
"Yeah, he'll come, trust me, he wouldn't miss this for the world." said Angelina.
Mum was looking at the clock. "Twenty-two minutes," she said under her breath.