Beep...beep...beep...beep...be-It was the sound she woke up to every morning. Then, right on schedule, came the sound of someone groggily get out of bed and head to the bathroom. That 'someone' happened to be her husband. More specifically, Ginny's husband. Even more specifically, Harry. Harry Potter. If you want me to get even more specific, you're out of luck. It was 6. She needed to get up if she didn't want to be late for practice. But, to be honest, she just wanted to sleep a couple more hours, minutes, seconds even...
"Gin, time to wake up..." Whispered the young man, stroking her cheek softly. She groaned and covered her head with her pillow, trying unsuccessfully to hide herself, as if that would make Harry go away. As expected, he just chuckled quietly and tried again to get Ginny out of bed. Many tries later, somehow, the girl (more like woman, she was 22) reluctantly got out of bed. That did not stop her to give Harry a kiss, however. Sleepy, though she was, she always kissed him in the morning. The only reason she wouldn't is that he was on an auror mission. Or they were in a fight, which didn't happen often.
After a shower and some much needed coffee, Ginny Potter felt much better. Well, she did until Harry served breakfast. Usually, Ginny loved his scrambled eggs. But this morning, this morning was different. Her sense of smell, weirdly, heightened tremendously and she couldn't help but gag at the horrible smell that her breakfast gave off.
Raising an eyebrow, Harry asked, "What's the matter? I thought you liked my food?" All she could do was shake her head and run as fast as she could to empty her stomach.
Almost milliseconds after she dropped her knees, Harry was at her side, holding her hair, and rubbing her back.
It was the most weirdest thing. She was absolutely fine. She didn't feel sick at all, until her plate was put in front of her. It was just strange. Just strange. Oh, how did she not know?
Hello, my peoples! BBE here! Okay, okay, I know! This probably looks like a 5 year old wrote this. I'm better at writing, I swear! And, yes, I'm not very good at writing about people getting up and going. As I'm not a morning person, most of the mornings, at least for me, are a haze of just doing a routine. Maybe I should've picked a different way of starting the story? I don't know. Too late to turn back now. But don't think I don't care about editing my work. I'm pretty much the opposite, actually. I'd rather someone say something, I'd thank them for telling me that error and then fixing it. Yeah, I'm that kind of person. Anyways, yes, this is a story about the pregnancy, birth, and some baby stories for James Sirius Potter. I'll get to that more into that the next chapter. Now, usually in my little entries at the end of the chapters, I ask the readers a question. This chapter is no exception. So, my question I have for you is: How would you like Harry find out Ginny's pregnant? I already kinda have an idea, but what're your thoughts? I love to hear from you guys! Okay, bye!- BBE
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P.P.S: Sorry, one more thing! Yes, I know the chapter titles suck, don't judge me!