Chocolate

"Don't we have any chocolate?" Ginny Potter demanded, grandly pregnant.

Her husband, Harry Potter, ran a hand down her gleaming red hair. "You ate all of it, dear." Turning to the steaming pot, he said, "Try this." He lifted a spoon with sauce to her lips.

Ginny tilted her head thoughtfully. "It's good." Eyes sharp, she opened one of the cupboards. "Maybe I didn't eat all of it..." She trailed off.

Chuckling, Harry kissed her forehead. "I'll bring you chocolate eclairs later."

She beamed, brown eyes twinkling. "Oh, would you?"

Then, there was a knock on the door and Ginny walked as quickly as she could towards the front door.

"Hi Hermione!" Ginny stepped back from the door to let her in.

"Hi Ginny. Pregnancy certainly agrees with you," Hermione took in her glowing complexion and shining eyes.

She eyed Hermione. "Do you have any chocolate?"

Hermione laughed, and dug around in her pockets. "In fact, I have a bag of M&Ms."

"Oh, Hermione, I could kiss you!" Ginny took the small bag of M&Ms and tore it open. "Mmm." She closed her eyes in pleasure, Harry and Hermione watching with amusement. "Oh! He's kicking!"

Ginny took Harry's hand and placed it on her stomach. He grinned feeling the baby kick his hand. Harry leaned down and brushed a kiss across Ginny's lips. Then she yawned.

Harry leaned back. "Are you tired? Maybe you should go take a nap."

Ginny sighed and turned to Hermione. "See what I have to put up with? But maybe I will have a lie-down." She turned to the stairs. "If I can get up to the bedroom, that is." She looked ruefully at her protruding stomach. "I haven't been able to see my feet for weeks!"