Marriage Law: Harry and Ginny

My take on the Marriage Law :) When Harry and Ginny discover that they have been paired for the new Marriage Law, they are ecstatic. But now their task is to raise a family... how will they cope throughout their marriage, and their children?


8. Harry: Oh so cute

Ginny is five months pregnant with our baby. Our very own baby! Hermione, Penelope, Angelina, and Alicia are all two months further on than Ginny - they're in their seventh month. Charlie's wife Nadine is going to be having hers any day now, and Bill and Fleur's little daughter Victoire is now three months old.

"Gin? You OK?" I call concernedly up the stairs.

"Harry stop worrying!" she laughs, "I'm just getting changed!"

"OK," I say slightly apprehensively. She's carrying our child; I've got a bit paranoid recently, I couldn't bear it if anything happened to either of them.

Suddenly a voice calls, "Harry, mate?" 

I glance around suspiciously. There's nobody there.

"Harry, in the fire, you idiot!" Ron's voice laughed.

I kneeled by the fire and glared at him for a second, then yelled for Ginny. She appeared a moment later.

"Hello," she said, looking down at the fire. "How's Ickle Ronnikins doing today?"

"You can't call me that, you're younger than me!" Ron fumed. We both roared with laughter.

"Anyway, what did you want?"

I glanced at her, still smirking slightly. She tucked a strand of red hair behind her ear. She had that pregnant 'glow' now. She really was beautiful.

"Harry, when you're quite done staring at my sister -" I felt myself colour a little and looked back at the fire - "Hermione had a bit of a scare earlier today. She's OK, but the Healer's put her on bed rest for the rest of her pregnancy."

"OH! Tell Hermione we'll be right over!" 

Ginny grabbed my hand and disapparated.


We appeared in Ron and Hermione's living room in time to witness Ron pulling his head out of the fire. He looked slightly put-out to see us there.

"Oh. I didn't think you'd be here so soon." he frowned. 

"Yeah, well, we need to see Mione." Ginny said. "Is she OK?"

"Fine, now, I think, and the baby's OK." Ron smiled slightly. "It was something like - what did the Healer call it? - Braccon Hick."

"Braxton Hicks," Ginny giggled. "It's a Muggle term - false labour or something."

"Yeah, that. Her blood pressure's too high, or something, she's on bed rest. I'm not completely sure what it was though..." 

"Ronald, you are hopeless!" Ginny grabbed my hand and stormed up the stairs, while I badly concealed my laugh.

"Are you OK, Hermione?" called Ginny weakly.

"I'm fine, please come in, you two." We opened the door to see Hermione struggling to sit up. 

"Lie down, Hermione, you'll hurt yourself or the baby! I've read about these things - only happens with witches, not Muggles - if you put yourself under too much pressure within a week if the Braxton Hicks, you could put yourself in labour!"

Hermione winced. "Too late for that now."


"Everyone, I'd like to introduce you all to our new baby boy!" 

We all look up and gasp. Ron is standing in the doorway holding a little bundle. We all rush up to him and peer at the baby, who has typical red hair. "Hugo," Ron tells us. "Hugo Gary Weasley."

I miss the look that Ginny sends my way.



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