A/N: I'm in Sex-Ed, can you expect any less from me?

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Ginny POV:

The little pink plus sign stared up at me as I sat on the toilet, chin hanging down in disbelief.

I'm pregnant. Again. The third time now.

Not that it was extremely bad to be pregnant, no. Currently I had two bundles of joy, two happy little boys with their father's black hair. But, another? So soon? I had only had Albus a bit less than a year ago, could I handle two babies both so young? And what about James? He just turned two, what would he think? How would he deal with another baby in the house? Oh, and Harry, he was doing so well lately at work, just about ready to get promoted. Should I tell him tonight? Yes. That's one question I know the answer to. He would want to know.

I sighed. Another baby.

Suddenly a cry came from the living room, making me shoot up off the toilet and race into the room. I found James lying on the ground, clutching his head and glaring at the coffee table. I picked him up and he stuttered about, telling me how it hit him. I shushed him and rocked back and forth as I carried him to the kitchen, only just noticing the time. I pulled out a couple pots and started the noodles boiling. Tonight we were having spaghetti, Harry's most recent craving. I put James down, giving him a light kiss where it hurt and he wandered off to where Albus was.

Soon the water began to boil and I tossed in the noodles as well as putting the sauce in a different pot. There was a rattling sound that came from the front door and I knew Harry was home. James heard it too and came running out of Albus' room toward the door. Moments after he left, Albus crawled out himself, drool covering his chin. The door closed with a click and then you could hear a small giggle and a low chuckle.

"Daddy!" A high-pitched voice called out.

"James!" Harry called back to him before probably picking him up and spinning him around. Upon noticing that Albus came out to see him too, he would pick him up as well and kiss his head. "How's my boys?" I could practically see the loving look embedded in his green eyes.

"Good. Head hurts. Table hit me." James told his exciting tale to his father and I turned to see the confusion spread across his face as he looked up at me. I crossed the room and kissed his cheek.

"He ran into the coffee table." I answered shortly, smiling at James and Harry. Albus was curling his little fists into Harry's shirt and blinking up at his dad. Harry chuckled again and then placed the boys down, making sure to set Albus in his high-chair.

"How was work?" I asked as I stirred the noodles and checked on the sauce.

"Fine, tiring, but fine. We got another report of the whereabouts of a run-away Death Eater. Hurrough said, after he got back from catching him of course, that the man was cowering in a corner shouting that he will be back, that he isn't dead. Delusional man. I feel bad for him." He mutter placing his head in his hands for a moment before looking up at me.

"What are his charges?" I asked whilst draining the pasta.

"Well, of course nothing until we discover who he is. We think he might be one of the newer Death Eaters. His Veritaserum trial is next Wednesday." He answered. I nodded and set the table.

"So how was your day?" He asked.

"Decent, nothing really exciting. I went over to Hermione's. Rose is so adorable, tottling about. She looks so much like Hermione but with Ron's eyes." I smiled in memory. Hermione and I had talked about the baby this afternoon, well, more like the possibility of the baby. I set down the food and went to get James.

He was sitting in the middle of his room, surrounded in toys from various relatives. He looked up at me and smiled. He clambered to his feet and then tip-toed over to me, raising his arms out to me.

"Dinner is ready, baby." I smiled down at him and picked him up, carrying him into the kitchen and setting him down at his chair. He picked up a noodle covered in sauce and aimed it for his mouth, missing just a bit and covering his chin. I sighed and wiped it off before taking a bite of my own spaghetti. It tasted delicious. You could taste the oregano used in the sauce and it made me feel like I was in an Italian restaurant.

"Hmmm… This is delicious." Harry moaned as he cut up some more noodles for Albus.

"Thanks." I grinned at him, prying my eyes away from the spaghetti and to his face.

…

Harry helped with the clean-up after dinner and we set the kids in James' room with the toys.

"Harry?"

"Hmm?"

"I have something to tell you." I placed a plate on his side of the sink.

"What is it, Gin?" He asked, sounding weary. That's when I turned my eyes on him.

"I'm pregnant." His chin dropped and he dropped the ceramic plate onto the floor and it shattered. He gaped at me for a moment before grinning broadly and wrapping his arms around me.

"I'm so happy! I've got to do this while I still can." He smirked and squeezed me tighter and I squeezed back and laughed at his joke.

Hopefully, these next nine months would pass easier than they did with James.

"HARRY JAMES POTTER! GET YOUR ARSE IN HERE!" I cried as another wave of cramps washed over my body. Even in the magical world, giving birth could be a pain. I knew from past experience though, that it is worth it.

Harry rushed into the room and the Healers quickly placed a mask over his mouth.
"I'm here, Gin, I'm here. Just push. You know what to do, this is number three." He tried aimlessly to comfort me.

"Shut your trap. You have no idea what I'm going through." I growled at him. His eyes widened and his grip tightened on my hand.
"One last push, Mrs. Potter and the baby should be out." A female Healer with light blond hair appeared at my left and I shuddered out a breath before I began to push again.

With a groan and a grunt a new sound entered the room. The sound of a baby's cry, it sounded throughout the room and the blond Healer at my left smiled at me and announced it was a girl. I sighed and smiled slightly, glad it was over.

Within a few waiting moments I found a small girl in my arms. I looked down and saw wide blue eyes and a tuft of dark hair.

"She's beautiful." Harry breathed from beside me. I smiled up at him and then back down to the little girl in my arms.

"Harry, meet your daughter, Lily Luna."

A/N: Aww! Now, wasn't that sweet?

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