Nervously, he opened it and began reading to himself, his eyes quickly scanning the results from St. Mungo's. After the first four words, his heart dropped and he found himself speechless as Ginny took notice of his sudden change and she lifted her head from his chest and stuttered, "W-What is it?" "I-I'm sorry, Gin..." Harry shook his head, devastated. He grasped the letter tightly and drew in a shaky breath, at loss for words. He couldn't believe it. After all these years...After trying for so long so desperately...It was all for nothing...

The woman sitting on the couch looked up from her lap and Harry could only smile at the woman's appearance. She looked worried, worried beyond imagination, and her expression seemed to become scared when she saw them. But before Harry could even think about the child inside her, think about the woman herself, he had to note how extremely, well, Potter-ish she looked like. She had long, raven hair that spilled all the way down to her waist in gorgeous curls and she had stunning hazel eyes. The woman quickly jumped to her feet with a swallow and drew in a shaky breath.