Chapter One: Prologue

Author's Note: Hello! I was going to do a Harry Potter one shot story but I really liked how I was going with this chapter then suddenly BOOM! This story line came to me!

Now, any readers like Once Upon a Time that is reading this at the moment? If you do, please feel free to read my Once Upon a Time AND Harry Potter, feel free to read my crossover story of these two called, Evil of the New Dark One :)

Now, I appreciate CONSTRUCTIVE reviews, because I'm always wanting to learn new things and how to improve! Please read and review!

Also, I know that J.K Rowling said Hermione kept her last name as Granger but I believe that she would have changed it to Weasley, but that's me! Also, does anyone know why Ron left the Aurors? I don't but, for the sake of this story, he got seriously injured and was not allowed to go back to work ever and then he joined George at the shop. Also, the medical side is more than likely wrong so just go with it.

Also I can't do accents for my life so I'd appreciate if you could just go with the flow with that as well! Thanks :) For one name I go slightly off canon but it goes explained so don't fret :)

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, I wouldn't be this crazy chic with all these Harry Potter posters plastering my room and my HP themed sweet sixteenth would not already be planned out a year and a half before :) All rights to J.K Rowling, my favourite Author in the world and my most inspirational person :)

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Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley: Is the wedding a cover-up for the red-head's pregnancy?

Harry Potter, 23, will marry his "long-life soul mate" Ginny Weasley, 22, also his best mate's sister, Ron Weasley, 22, on the 22nd of December of this year. The wedding is rather unsuspected as these two love birds have nothing in common. A source tells us that she use to have a celebrity crush on him and could barely talk to him and especially after Harry saved her life in his second year, her first year, from He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Wasn't Harry known for hating publicity? Why would he marry one of his "fan girls"? Is there something he is hiding from his best mates, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, now Weasley and 23 years old, and the entire Weasley Family?

Last week, Miss Weasley, now Mrs Potter, had a fuller stomach body figure, when stepping away from the family gathering celebrating her brother, George's second new shop in Hogsmeade. (Read Page five on why Ron Weasley REALLY left the Aurors).

Is she really pregnant? If not, why did she and the Chosen One, marry? There is certainly no chemistry between the two "love birds… (Cont. Page Five-Seven also; is Hermione Granger in love with someone else, like a certain Harry Potter, is Ron Weasley really Harry Potter's best friend and do the Weasley's really love him as a brother?)

Rita Skeeter, gossip correspondent for the Daily Prophet and Witch Weekly.

Accompanying the piece was a recent portrait of the Weasley family. Bill and Fleur, holding Victoire and Dominique, Charlie was there, grinning ear to ear with his pet dog, a border collie called Spell. Percy and Audrey, so down to earth but in a classy way holding baby Lucy. George and Angelina, laughing at the photographer openly. Then there was Ron and Hermione, smiling at each other, so in love, they couldn't be bothered to look at the camera until the photographer had yelled at them for the fourth time. Then there was Harry and Ginny, standing next to Molly and Arthur. Andromeda had been offered to stand in the photo but she refused and but let Teddy be with them. Ginny was holding Teddy, Harry wrapped his arm around Ginny.

Rita Skeeter. That woman had it out for all of them, Harry thought bitterly. Of course she didn't understand what she didn't know. They all believed that his best mate, Ron Weasley had left the Aurors because he was tired of living in Harry's shadow, of being the right hand man, but that wasn't the case. Ron had been on a mission, when he was hit with a piece of dark magic, they still didn't know anything about the spell, three months later.

Ron had been dead for minutes at St Mungo's. It had been horrible for Harry, Hermione and the Weasley's. Their best friend, brother, husband had been dead for three minutes, then suddenly he had woken up briefly. His eyes looked at them and then he had gone into a coma.

Three weeks. Three weeks, they were waiting on edge, wondering if at midnight, the dreaded St Mungo's owl would arrive. In those three weeks, Harry threw himself into his work. He would find Yaxley and Rowle and he would drag them himself to Azkaban.

'Sickle for your thoughts?' A quiet voice asked. Harry smiled at the voice. Ginny. His soon to be beautiful wife.

'Have a look,' Harry said, passing the paper to Ginny. Ginny took the paper hesitantly, Harry knowing she hated reading the lies about her family. Her eyes narrowed halfway through the article and they continued to narrow until she read the rest.

'Why he really left,' Ginny muttered darkly, 'if they don't want to believe what my parents told them, let it be. Honestly!'

'Well, it's good to know that you're pregnant,' Harry laughed. Ginny rolled her eyes and sat next to him.

'Imagine Harry, in two days, we'll be married,' Ginny smiled, holding his hand.

'And in six we'll be in France, in my parent's summer house. Two weeks, just us,' Harry smiled.

'Is this love really necessary?' A voice laughed. Harry and Ginny jumped and Ginny glared at her brother.

'Kind of,' Ginny said, 'I should ask you that question Bill.' Ginny said, raising her eyebrow as Dominique woke up in his arms. Her strawberry hair visible under the blanket she was in.

'Hey!' Bill said, rolling his eyes. Ginny smirked and held Harry's hand tighter. Fleur followed Bill, holding two year old Victoire who was awake with energy to burn.

'Pére! Mére!' Victoire said happily, squirming in her mother's arms.

'She has been like this all morning!' Fleur said, finally putting her down and sitting at the table with Bill, rubbing her eyes. 'I can't sleep anymore! Honestly Bill! This is your fault!'

'How is this my fault?' Bill asked. Harry snorted and Ginny was laughing silently.

'How isn't this your fault?' Fleur asked, rolling her eyes at Harry and Ginny. 'Just you two wait. I can't wait til you two have kids. Then we'll see who is laughing.'

Immediately Harry and Ginny shut up as they heard George and Angelina laughing, coming down the stairs, with who Harry knew was Ron, Hermione and Charlie. Harry looked at them. He had his family. People who loved him. Accepted him and in two days he would be formally apart of this, but wasn't he already accepted?

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March. The twenty-seventh of March 2005. His son. His son was born and suddenly he understood his parents' actions so much more. He would do anything for his son. His son. His and Ginny's son. Their first born. He was born at three o'clock in the morning on his father's birthday. He had inherited the messy hair but it was a dark brown. His eyes were a blue- grey and he had Ginny's nose and mouth and Harry's cheeks, eye shape, ears and chin. His eyes reminded him of his godfather Sirius Black.

'Hey, little guy,' Harry said, staring at his son that rested in his arms as Ginny slept in the hospital bed, 'I'm Harry Potter and I'm your father. Now, I might be overprotective, disappointed, annoying and just down right angry with you at times, but I hope you know that I'll always love you with every fibre in my being. You are my first born son born on your grandfather James' birthday. For some reason, I hope you're like him. The bravest man I've ever known.

'Not Snape, Hagrid, Remus or Albus but my father. You want to know why, little guy? He decided to change. He decided to go against things that made him happy to get your grandmother and while Snape, Hagrid, Remus and Albus are brave, I have to say James was the bravest to go and change.'

He looked over at Ginny who had spoken suddenly.

'Tom Riddle,' she muttered, 'no, no don't take my son! That's my son!'

'Ginny,' Harry said, putting his son back in the cot. He walked back over to Ginny and gently grabbed her shoulder. She sat up quickly, her breathing heavy.

'Harry? Harry?' Ginny asked in a panicked voice.

'Here Ginny,' Harry said, tightening his grip on her shoulder. She looked over at him and nodded. 'What happened?'

'It was- Riddle. Riddle and that god damned diary and our son.' Ginny said, looking at the cot.

'Don't worry Ginny,' Harry said, a smile on his face, 'He will be okay.'

'I hope so,' Ginny muttered quietly, standing up. Harry smiled at her and walked over to the cot, wrapping an arm around her waist.

'Hey buddy, I guess your name is the best name I could think of. James Sirius Potter.' Harry said, smiling.

'Our son, James Sirius Potter.' Ginny smiled at Harry.

***HP***

On the thirtieth of June 2006, their second son was born. This time, born at a much better hour for his family, four thirty-seven in the afternoon. Their second son looked like Harry. The green eyes, the black messy hair, the face but he did have Ginny's ears, mouth and eye shape. His hair, they discovered, had a red tinge to it in the sun. James had been so excited to meet his new brother, talking in babbles to his godparents, Ron and Hermione with their new born, Rose.

'Have you decided on his name?' Ron asked, smiling at both of their sons.

'No,' Ginny said, 'but I think it might come along naturally like James's name.'

'I guess,' Hermione smiled but Harry smirked at Ron. They had Rose's name known for months as it was the first flower they had seen when they became a couple.

'Did you read the prophet?' Ron asked them. Harry and Ginny shook their heads. 'Well, it's Dumbledore's ninth year of well- yeah you know and they are holding a memorial at the Ministry like always expect Aberforth is speaking at the service.'

'Aberforth?' Harry asked surprised. 'Wow- that's- surprising.'

'Yes Skeeter had a lot to say about it.' Hermione said, raising her eyebrow. 'And then somehow, it was bought back to you.'

'As always,' Ginny muttered, looking over at the cot to see James sitting on a chair, talking to his brother.

'And also,' Ron added, 'Hagrid wants to meet your new kid. He just sent me a letter, actually.' Ron grabbed the letter from his pocket and handed it to them. Harry read out Hagrid's letter.

'Harry, Ginny, James and the little one,

Congrates on the new son, Harry and Ginny! And little James, be nice to your brother! I'm so happy for the three of you! I was wondering, when you've left St Mungo's, if I could visit ya's again? It's so nice to visit you three, well four now, and I wanted to move up our monthly visit.

Anyway, best of luck with the new baby and say hi to James for me!

Love

Hagrid!

P.S Say hi to Ron, Rose and Hermione for me would ya? Say hi to the rest of those Weasley's as well! And also Teddy and Andromeda!'

'Of course he can!' Ginny said immediately. 'He's family.'

'Does anyone have a quill and parchment?' Harry asked.

'We'll answer for you,' Ron said, 'you two enjoy the little bundle of joy.'

'Thanks Ron,' Ginny said, hugging her brother and sister-in-law who was holding Rose.

'We should get going,' Hermione signed an hour later, 'I'm afraid Rose looks rather tired.'

'That's okay,' Harry smiled, looking down at his goddaughter with a smile, 'She's only a few months old.'

'Bye James!' Hermione said, waving at her godson.

'Bye buddy,' Ron smiled, 'remember to cause mischief.'

'Ronald Weasley!' Ginny said, narrowing her eyes at her brother.

'What?' Ron smirked. 'A kid has to have fun,'

'Yeah fun not mischief!' Ginny said as Harry laughed. Ron, Hermione and Rose left and Ginny looked at Harry.

'I was thinking of what to call our son,' Harry said quietly, 'and I was thinking-'

'Albus Rubeus,' Ginny said, raising an eyebrow.

'How the bloody hell did you get that?'

'Well, Albus was like a father figure for you and so was Hagrid. I think it's only fair to name them that.' Ginny said, a smile on her lips.

'I think so too,' Harry smiled. For a while when Ginny was pregnant, Harry had thought to name his son after Professor Snape but as he thought about it, something about it didn't seem fitting. Snape was in the end brave, but while Harry was at Hogwarts he was a tool to him and his friends, and while Harry remembered the good parts, everyone else still didn't like the Professor and he couldn't do that to his son.

'Albus Rubeus Potter,' Ginny smiled, walking over to her son, 'I love you,'

***HP***

Why were his kids born on important dates to him? James was born on his grandfather James' birthday, Albus was born when Harry watched his headmaster die and his daughter, and his daughter was born on the thirtieth of January 2009. Harry appreciated the irony in that. James had his godfather's eyes, Albus had an obsession with the magical stuffed animals Hagrid had given him and his daughter. His daughter. Well she was born near a new moon wasn't she? Something about his daughter told him that she would be like Remus and his mother and Luna. How could someone predict that? How could he know that?

Was it the hazel eyes that were greener but turned an almost full blue when in the light in the room had vanished? Or was it the fact that she seem to always be looking outside?

His daughter was born over twelve hours ago at seven at night. Harry was still trying to decide how to name his daughter when he heard a knock on the hospital door frame. He looked back to make sure Ginny was still asleep and walked to the door and opened it.

Luna was standing there with Neville and he smiled widely at them both.

'Sorry it's too early isn't it?' Neville said, looking at Luna. 'See I told you Luna!'

'Oh Harry tell him its fine,' Luna said dreamily, 'Neville it's eight in the morning! Who isn't up this early?'

'Normal people,' Neville said, rolling his eyes. Harry laughed at his two friends.

'Are we here to bicker or meet my daughter?' Harry smirked.

'To meet the little Potter of course!' Luna said excitedly. 'Rolf has to look after Lorcan and Lysander today. They're both caught Dragon Pox. It's a shame really but I guess if the kids get it now, they won't get it later in life.'

'Well Ally and Frank are causing mischief with their grandmother while Hannah's at work and Minerva gave me the day off so I could meet the new kid. And she has a present.' Neville said, pulling something from his pocket.

'Thanks,' Harry said, gently grabbing the present.

'She said it was your mother's,' Neville said, 'she left it Hogwarts with Minerva just before you were born. She asked her to keep onto it until she either had a daughter or you had a daughter.'

Harry blinked a few times to take the tears away and opened the present. A beautiful mobile was laying in his hand. It had stunning little butterflies in different colours from yellow to a deep purple-maroon. Harry noticed that as the sun hit it at different angles, it went either lighter or darker, a charm he knew had to have been added by Minerva.

'That's stunning,' Luna smiled, 'butterflies represent the next life you know?'

'Wow,' Neville said, 'she told me it was stunning but- that's not the right word for it.'

'I want you two to be her godparents,' Harry said, a few minutes later as they sat in the corner in the room.

'Us?' Neville asked, looking surprised. 'Are you sure mate?'

'Well I'm godfather to Ally and Frank and I'm like an Uncle to Lorcan and Lysander. I couldn't think of two better people than you two. Two of the first members of DA.' Harry smiled as he saw Ginny stir.

'That's- that's an honour Harry.' Luna smiled. 'I- thanks Harry.'

'This means the world.' Neville said. 'I mean, your daughter will be the last you'll have right?'

'I think so,' Harry said hesitantly, 'but if not, that's okay, or if it is that's okay.'

'Got to say I agree with my husband,' Ginny said, standing up. Harry looked up at her and smiled. 'On both decisions,'

'That's a relief.' Harry said, half-jokingly. Ginny rolled her eyes and smiled at Neville and Luna.

'Well, would you like to meet her?' Ginny asked.

'Oh we don't want to disturb her sleep, Ginny,' Luna said, 'trust me its' okay. I have all day. Rolf hasn't spent a lot of time at home in the last few days and I think he needs to look after twins with Dragon Pox.'

Harry, Ginny, Neville and Luna laughed and Harry looked at the mobile in his hand. He suddenly noticed something inscribed on the mobile.

To my future daughter or granddaughter, may this mobile protect you for the rest of your life. When this is hung above your crib a lily will appear, charmed to keep bad dreams away from you my sweet with Professor McGonagall's help.

Love Lily Potter.

Harry smiled. A charmed lily to keep the bad dreams away. It sounded like something McGonagall would do to help a future Potter.

Harry looked up immediately when he heard Lily start to whimper. Ginny beat him to her and cradled her closely to her body. His daughters' whimpers soften immediately and Harry smiled.

'Ginny,' Luna said, 'I think Harry has thought of a name. He has a thoughtful look on his face.'

'What were you thinking Harry?' Ginny asked, smiling at their daughter. Harry's grip on the mobile tightened and he smiled.

'I do love Lily Luna Potter,' Harry said, 'after the woman who saved my life, the woman who taught me it okay to be different and the man who taught me to protect myself in my third year.'

'Luna means moon,' Ginny smiled, 'and it means my- our best friend.' Ginny looked at Lily Luna and smiled.

'Lily Luna Potter,' Luna said, smiling, 'I wish you the best of luck but I know you won't need it. You're your father's daughter.'

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Author's Note: Well this chapter has been my favourite chapter I've ever written for Fanfiction! It came so naturally and I hope the rest of the story does too. Also does the reasoning behind Albus Rubeus convincing? I's sorry for the people who love canon names but as I was thinking over it, Rubeus sounded better for this story! Please leave CONSTRUCTIVE reviews and favourite! Tell me if you like it or not!

Next chapter: Lily off to Hogwarts and we meet the other Weasley's and Malfoy's and Potter's! :)

WARNING: The rest of this story WILL have sensitive things mentioned so TRIGGER WARNING!