Ginny Weasley

Birth

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

Summary: Growing up with six brothers isn't easy. Falling for your closest brother's best friend and resident hero isn't easy. Trying to help to defeat Voldemort while having a remotely normal teenage life isn't easy. Working as a Chaser isn't easy. Raising three children isn't easy. Being a grandmother to seven isn't easy. So all in all, Ginny Weasley hasn't had an easy life. But nothing that's worth is easy either.

Timeline: August 11, 1981

Word Count: 506

Notes: So this is the first chapter of my new project. I'm going to write out Ginny's entire life. Yes, this is daring, and yes, it's going to take work. But the chapters are going to be one-shot sized. So they're going to be around 500 words a piece. So all in all, not long. However, it'll only be about really important things. Being born is obviously important. Childhood will be at most 10 chapters, but I don't think any more than that.

Also, I need some ideas for "firsts". I've already covered (I've planned out about five chapters and I've written about two more) first step, first word, first friend, and first kiss to name a few. However, it feels like it's missing something, so I would really appreciate it if I got some help on that one!

So please, give me feedback. I have no idea if someone has already attempted this, but I've wanted to do this for a while. And Ginny is my favorite character.

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Six red-haired boys sat in the tearoom of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.

The eldest, William Arthur Weasley, ten years old, was stroking the red hair of his one year old brother, Ronald Bilius Weasley, who was fast asleep, and snoring quietly.

Charlie Weasley sat in a comfy armchair, watching his younger brothers in amusement.

Four year old Percival Ignatius Weasley was hiding behind a fairly burly looking older woman, who was not unkind, and was cowering away from three year old twins, Fred and George Weasley.

It was August 11, 1981.

Molly Weasley was panting heavily. Even if she had done this six times already, it didn't make the seventh time any less painful.

And it didn't stop her from squeezing the life out of Arthur Wealsey's hand.

Wincing, said husband extracted his hand from his wife's as cries echoed throughout the room.

"Arthur?" Molly asked softly. Smiling, looked up at the Healer at the foot of the bed.

"Well?" He asked hesitant. He really didn't want to do this again.

The Healer broke out into a grin. "It's a girl."

Sighing in relief he looked at Molly and smiled at her glowing face. "Finally, if I do say so," she replied. "Go tell them. I want to hold her."

"Oh wait," the Healer said before Arthur could move to the door. "Have you decided on a name?"

Arthur chuckled. "A long time ago in fact." He stroked his spouse's hair. "Molly?"

"Ginevra Molly Weasley." She stated quickly. "Ginny for short."

The Healer smiled kindly. "Well then. Be off with you. I'm sure your sons will be anxious to here the news."

After sweeping down to give Molly a peck on the cheek, Arthur made his way to the tearoom.

As soon as he was spotted by his two eldest sons, the father beamed.

"Ginevra Molly Weasley. Ginny for short!" He announced, still beaming.

Bill raised an eyebrow. "A girl?"

His father nodded. "A girl."

George, or maybe it was Fred, crossed his arms across his chest. "Finally."

The room at large laughed. Arthur, who had taken off his glasses to wipe them on his shirt, pushed them back on.

"Well, I'm going to go check up on Molly. You guys can come and see her soon, okay?"

Charlie nodded, so Arthur left the room, still smiling.

Walking over to his daughter and wife, he smiled wider still when he saw that Molly had fallen asleep, Ginny in her arms. Carefully, he lifted his daughter and paced around the bed.

"Hi Ginevra. I'm Arthur. But you should call me Dad. And guess what? You already have eight people who love you very much. So you don't worry about anything."

The baby, who had stopped crying, looked up at her father. Her eyes were a deep brown, and her head had stubbles of bright red hair.

The newly born infant smiled at her father, though only subconsciously. Arthur felt as if the entire world was smiling back at him.

Ginny Weasley was born.