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The bridal shopping was beginning, and on top of that, we'd received a budget from Draco and Blaise on Christmas gifts that we were reluctant about until we saw how much we actually had, because Christmas was only a week or two away at that time, so we decided to shop sooner rather than last minute.

"What are you wearing today Gin?" I asked her, pulling on my jeans and a warm mint coloured fluffy jumper along with my cosy socks and my warm brown winter boots and my black coat which I accessorised with a wooly pink hat and scarf I'd had for a while.

"You look chic!" Ginny complimented. "I'm wearing a similar outfit actually,"

She turned and she was wearing grey leggings, a fluffy white jumper, her grey button up coat and her high heeled black boots.

"You look amazing!" I said enviously.

"So do you. Let's go now!" She said enthusiastically, pulling me by the hand, and we went downstairs to quickly eat breakfast before we went.

"Good morning girls. What can I get you?" Mrs Weasley enquired.

"Good morning Mrs Weasley. Just jam on toast please," I smiled.

"Same here please mum," Ginny added.

"I added a rasher of bacon for you both too, I drained the fat so Hermione doesn't feel too sick again. You do have it bad sweetheart." Mrs Weasley said sympathetically.

"Thank you so much," I said with gratitude, so thankful.

Morning sickness was just a bitch.

I munched slowly, with Ginny understanding, and not rushing me as the boys did.

"Thank goodness the boys aren't up yet. I'd be commented on about the speed left right and centre," I made a point.

"I know you would. Luckily, I understand how hard it is, and nobody should question someone pregnant if they want to keep their heads on their shoulders." Ginny smiled, utterly unfazed by her words.

"You are very temperamental Ginny, I suppose you do get that from me," Mrs Weasley said fondly, stroking Ginny's hair affectionately.

We finished our breakfasts, chatting cheerily with Mrs Weasley as we did so, before we got our coats on and we got into the car to drive off to go shop until we dropped.

When we got to the bridal shop, the assistant rushed over to us immediately with a cheery smile plastered on her clear features.

"Hello Miss Granger, Miss Weasley. How may I assist you?" She enquired politely.

"We need some dresses for our wedding. We know the bridesmaids sizes and we know we would like green for my wedding and silver for Hermione's wedding." Ginny responded informatively.

"I see. I have a lot of options, but I trust the bridal dresses are the main thing?" The assistant assumed.

"Yes they are," I replied.

We looked around until I found a beautiful dress.

It had a low cut neckline with hearts in silvery shaped scattered over the chest and the waist was quite tight fitted and the skirt was elegant and flowed beautifully, not having too much weight to it, and it was nice and loose and didn't restrict my movement as much as I'd anticipated.

The shoes that I paired with it were pure white ballet style shoes with a slight heel on them.

"You look breathtaking!" Ginny gushed, happy with my choice as she admired my dress with friendly approval.

"Thank you. I'll take this one," I said, pleased.

After we managed to find Ginny a dress which met her approval and we found some bridesmaids dresses in desired colours, plain but simple, we decided to call it a success before going to buy everyone Christmas presents, which of course were going to be wonderful surprises, especially what I'd gotten for Draco because I knew his tastes and exactly what he'd want and I found the perfect present, which I couldn't wait for him to open.

Once we had shopped for Christmas gifts for everybody, we went back to the Burrow and decided to relax as my back was aching.

"I'll get you a hot water bottle," Draco offered, looking at me worriedly.

"Thank you." I said gratefully, "Don't look so worried darling, I'll be ok, I promise,"

He smiled and rushed off, Harry behind him because he knew how bad Draco was with hot water bottles and Blaise assisted me in sitting down before Ginny got me some jam in yoghurt, one of my cravings, which wasn't as bizarre to me as it was to the others.

I ate my yoghurt and Draco came back with Harry, the hot water bottle in hand.

"We nearly had a burst again," Harry told me, shaking his head.

"Sorry," Draco said sheepishly.

"It's ok, I appreciate the thought," I reassured him, and he sat beside me on my bed and lay me down for comfort.

"I can't wait to marry you." I told him.

"Nor I you," He replied with a smile, and Ginny nudged Blaise sharply.

"Ow! What was THAT for?" He asked, rubbing his probably punctured rib.

"Why don't we do romantic things like that anymore? " She enquired.

"I don't know! Whenever I try be romantic, you end up hexing me!" He protested.

"It suppose that's true. I'm glad you try, but I'm just reminiscing is all," She said softly to him.

"From what?"

"When I was pregnant with Estelle, we were like that. I miss the feeling." Ginny replied.

"You pregnant was a nightmare sometimes!" Blaise said, shocked.

"For you maybe, but I thought it was a time we were closer." She smiled.

"Pregnant Ginny! Run for your lives!" Draco panicked, looking around for an exit.

"Shut up you," I said, pulling him down to lie beside me whilst Harry laughed at us all.

"I really want to try for another baby," Ginny said to Blaise.

"If that's what you want, I want it to.  I want you to be happy. I'm so glad we will be parents again," Blaise replied agreeingly.

"Good," Ginny said elatedly.

"I hope you're both successful," Harry grinned.

"I'm scared. I genuinely fear for my life." Draco gulped.

I smiled around and lay there, scarcely able to wait until Draco and I became parents.

A/N: sorry this took so long! This is my main page, but for fiction stories that aren't Harry Potter related, and they are all my own content, I made a page called @BonBonStories  i am in the process of creating a Holocaust based story called Ashes. If you'd like to check it out,I'd appreciate it! Anyways,  love you all my BonBons! Love from PotterheadBonBon 💗 💗

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