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It was the first hour of the sun's birth for the 1st day of September. But there was another birth of someone more special and beautiful. It was Ginny's third delivery, and Harry had mixed feelings, he didn't know which he must express the most. It wasn't the first time he witnessed his own child's birth. But he was happy though worried, he was anxious but glad, impatient and relieved. Harry was merely staring at the door absent mindedly, waiting for the nurse to escort him in to see his wife and new born child.

While at the burrow, Mrs. Weasley was struggling to stop the argument between James and Albus. Molly really wanted to go be next to her only daughter, but the boys won't let her do it. James half darkly and half mockingly said, "Mum's gone, daddy is with her, and they're not coming, they're going to live in some other place with a new child. Most probably they'll take me with them, not you. Only me and our new sister or brother."

Albus scowled sadly, "B-but me? Why not me? Why are they leaving? Why not all of us together? "He looked up to his brother wondering. Then again, he suddenly felt pleased and blurted, "They won't take you, you're a bummer-"

And Granny Molly, as the boys call her, was fishing her drawer for her comb when she shouted, "Al, that's not a good word to use, stop it boys! S-s-stop! Where's that bloody comb? Arthur?" She turned her head looking for her husband then she scratched her head as if that would help her deliberate, "Oh aren't I a witch?" and she reached for her wand. "Accio comb!"

The two boys had already started the argument again, "They'll surely not take you Sirius! Not the kid who repeatedly complains and cries!" James began. He then imitated his little brother with a voice he doesn't have, " "Mummy, spiders scare me. Mummy James says I can't ride a broom. Daddy, James is teasing me again. Daddy I don't want to be in the same room as James." Oh, please! When I was your age I was-"

Albus wasn't so pleased, he rubbed his eyes, fearing his alerting tears will roll down his face again, he pleadingly interrupted James, "But granny molly said we'll go for mum! She said dad's there! They're waiting for-"

"The new child not you. You're not going, I am. Why do you think they didn't ask you to change your clothes?"

"Because what I'm wearing is fine, that's why! Not pajamas! And," He was now looking for his grand dad. He soon found him calling George from the kitchen.

"George, come on! Stop munching! Oh, hi Albus! What's wrong? Mum's going to be alright!" his granddad said calmly, as he observed Albus' troubled face.

"Are you taking me with you?"

"Of course, son. Your new sibling ought to be waiting for you right now, most probably!"

"Mum and Dad won't leave me? I mean, they won't take James and go away, somewhere else? Because they don't like me anymore?" Albus said desolately frowning at the floor.

His grandfather was obviously not listening, but Ron was passing by when he heard him, "Albus, that's not true!" he worriedly cried, "James! Come back here, if I hadn't known what my teacher's said about your name sake granddad, I would've said that you're like George and- I mean, my brothers!" His voice broke but he didn't want to ruin the moment for every one! They were waiting for a new family member, everybody was in high spirits!

Now James came running to his uncle yelling, "I didn't do anything! I promise. Why should it always be me! Maybe Albus? Or it's Rose, but not Hugo, he's too young," And he completed the sentence in his head: I can only blame him if something was broken. "Not me I say!" He wanted to start a rant, he never accepts the blame! Though he's rarely been accused and then proven innocent!

And Ron began talking again, "I don't think that anyone but you git -"

"Ron, be kind to the kids! It's not a very good situation! Plus, we've got to go! Hurry up!" Hermione yelled from across the room as she was getting her children ready.

"Fine." He sighed. "Who else would say to Albus that he's discarded and that your mum and dad are going to flee or something with you and the new kid to come?" And before he could open his mouth to squabble, Ron snapped, "James, apologize to your brother and tell him the truth about it all on our way to St. Mungo's hospital. Now off you go! And- Oh, watch out for that bloody chair, Hugo!" Ron turned back to his nephew and kneeled down to be at his height and whispered in his ears, "You know little Al, I once had two brothers which were more than your brother James! Though, I loved them a lot. And when your mother Ginny was born, I didn't exactly know what was happening but Fred and George were planting some gloomy thoughts in my head. There's nothing going to change, except there's a new tot coming along with you to your house! You both are going to love her or him. And try showing James that you love this new baby more, you'll get him jealous. He'll come back to his senses when you avoid falling for his jokes! Attempt teaming up with him, huh?"

Albus nodded seriously, his uncle's short conversation had made him cheerful. He hugged his uncle quick, thanked him and ran down to the rest of the ready Weasleys. Ron was grateful that Albus didn't recognize the tear forming in his eyes at the mention of Fred, it was now slithering its way down his cheeks, he whipped it with his fist like a little child.

"What happened, daddy?" Rose lovingly asked.

"Nothing, just a-a stupid dust came into my eye. Nothing much. Have you got all ready?" He lied and changed the subject.

"Oh yes."

"Then off you go, go into the car. We'll go by car."

"Ok, but what about our stuff? Are we going to sleep over at Granny's again like yesterday?" She asked before descending down the stairs.

"I do not know. We'll think about it later." Ron told his daughter.

After a few minutes, everybody was assembled down the stairs. There was Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, George, Angelina, Ronald, Hermione, Rose, Hugo, Albus and James. Mrs. Weasley ordered them to get a pile of things to the hospital with them and they all silently got to work, but Ron had to groan.