Harry shuddered a little bit; he had heard how disgusting (for lack of a better word) labor could be. And now it was almost here. He clenched her hand as she had started squeezing tightly after another contraction took over.
 

          “Ah!” Ginny screamed as the last one came before the healer told her to push.

With her eyes closed, still pretending to be sleeping, Ginny said, “He’s your son, do something with him.”
 

          Harry feigned shock and said back, “My son. No, no, no. He’s our son.” Both groaning and begging for him to quiet down, they got out of bed slowly.

 

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Ron continued the silence for a moment longer before replying. "I have amazing news, mate." He started, his blue eyes shining with delight. "Hermione's expecting again! The healer said she's almost three months along." Harry jumped up and wrapped him in a hug.

Ginny looked at her little girl. “Lily, what’s the matter?”

“I’m not ready to go to Hogwarts, it’s too scary.” She began. “Can you not just homeschool me?”