Harry Potter One Shots

16 and pregnant :: Ron Weasley

A/N: I am trying to even out the amount of imagines for each character and didn't have any other idea for Ron.

Y/n's pov:

I was at the great hall eating breakfast like normal, chatting with friends and feeling very cheery, that is until a wave of nausea hit me and I ran out of the hall and to the nearest bathroom to throw up the contents in my stomach.

"Ew my bathroom, my clean bathroom!" Moaning Myrtle moaned while flying around the bathroom. I could care less as I was worrying about my own health.

***meanwhile at the great hall ****

Ron's pov:

Y/n just fled the great hall and it seemed like she was going somewhere in an urgent manner. She looked pale in the face and held her stomach. Connecting the dots my eyes widen. She was probably sick.

"Ronald why don't you go check on your girlfriend?" Hermione asked in an annoyed tone.

" but Hermione she's sick, I don't want to get sick."

"Fine you bloody git I'll go." Hermione stood from the table and walked out the doors to see where y/n had gone.

Hermione's pov:

Y/n had run from the great hall holding her stomach, so surely she must be sick somewhere. I walked by Moaning Myrtle's bathroom when I heard the ghoul talking to someone, it sounded a lot like y/n's voice. I opened the door and saw y/n sitting on the floor by a toilet and as disgusted as I was, I had to be there for her.

I sat down beside her and rubbed her back soothingly, holding her hair back as she emptied herself.

Soon enough she had finished and the toilet had flushed itself. She turned around completely pale, as she wiped her mouth.

"How'd you find me?" She asked, gasping for air.

"I walked by the bathroom and I heard you and Myrtle talking. I'm taking you to Madame Pomfrey, she'll know what to do." I stood up and reached for her hand, carefully wrapping an arm around her waist to keep her stable.

Her and I walked quietly to the hospital wing. Surprised Ron hadn't come to see what was wrong with his girlfriend, he really must sort his priorities.

*****at the hospital wing.*******

Y/n's pov:

Hermione and Madame Pomfrey helped me onto the hospital bed, as I laid there I felt calm, but nervous as to what it could be, Hermione stood up from the bedside.

"I'm going to get Ron, he needs to be here for you." She looked angry but luckily that was Ron's problem and not mine.

I laid in the bed, getting close to sleep, as Madame Pomfrey ran tests using medicated spells to see what was wrong with me. She gasped suddenly. Causing me to wake up quickly and to sit up in the bed.

"What is it, Madame Pomfrey?"

"You're pregnant." I gasped, another gasp came from the door of the hospital wing, there stood Ron, Harry and Hermione, just as pale as I was after I was sick.

Ron hurried over to my bedside, guilt washed over his face as he came to terms with the sudden news.

"Y/n, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry." He broke down in my arms as he cried into my neck as he gave me a hug.

"Don't be Ron, it takes two to tango, but what are we going to do? We're only sixteen and with everything going on in our lives, the baby couldn't live here with us." You sat up straighter, maternal instincts kicking in as you hold your stomach that housed a small life you and Ron had created together.

"We'll get through this together y/n, and what ever we do, we will do together, as a family." Ron's cheeks turned pink. I couldn't help but smile and hug him again.

He went down to my stomach, where he lifted up my sweater that was technically his, he exposed my stomach as the cool air hit it, forming goosebumps on the surface.

Harry and Hermione studied Ron's actions as he studied my stomach, must be wondering how there's a life in there when there wasn't one not too long ago.

"H-hi baby, we just found out you exist. Just wanted to say that I love you, and your mum loves you, and your aunt and uncle Harry and Hermione love you, we're excited for you to join us in this crazy world." He rambled and kissed your stomach.

You couldn't help but tear up at the simple gesture. Maybe everything will be alright after all.