Here is the continuing story of Eric. This story starts out about a few years after Hermione was found. It continues on through Eric's years at Hogwarts. Unfortunately for Eric he takes after his father and his Godfather Harry a little too much.

Chapter 1: The Dinner Party

Hermione was walking around her house cleaning. She had set several cleaning spells going at once. She always kept a tidy house. The house was three stories high and had three bedrooms, which made it quite big. She really liked the house that Ron and her lived in.

The family room was big enough for the Weasley Clan. It was decorated in pictures of the family. On the mantelpiece was one of her favorites, it was of her and Ron with their three children. Eric, the oldest who looked amazingly like Ron and the twins, Elisabeth and Molly who looked more like Hermione, except for the slight auburn they had in their curly hair.

They were currently at their Grandmother's house while Hermione was cleaning the house and finishing work.

Hermione worked for the Ministry of Magic in the Law Enforcement branch. She liked her job and was able to work from home most of the time. She was working in research and execution planning. Hermione had to thank Harry for the job, he had helped her get it.

Ron worked had made it to the head of his department a short time ago. He was head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports. It was very fitting as far as Hermione was concerned.

Hermione started dusting the best picture on the mantelpiece. It was of her wedding.

Ron and Hermione were married in a wedding chapel in Diagon Alley. It had been just a small circle of their closest relatives. Her parents were there along with the Weasleys. All of Ron's brothers were present as well. Ginny and Harry stood as Best Man and Maid of Honor. Hermione watched the frame reenact the moment Harry was holding Eric as Eric passed the wedding ring to Ron.

Eric had always been special to Hermione. She loved all of her children equally, but Eric had a place in her heart just for him. After all Eric did save her life.

When Hermione was pregnant with Eric she had been kidnapped by two lackeys of Malfoy. She had fought against them to save her baby. Before they had cast a spell on her to erase her memory she had cast one of her own. She did a protective spell around Eric. The spell had allowed Eric to know his family.

For two years she lived as a Muggle named Sara, raising Eric by herself. Her life had been nearly miserable with no family or knowledge of who she was.

Percy and his wife Penny had been helping the search to find her. Eric had known Penny and approached her. That was how she had been found.

Thanks to Harry she was able to recover her memory and find the two that had captured her. Malfoy, Nygun, and Zabini were still serving their sentence in Azkaban.

Eric was going to attended Hogwarts soon. She thought about how fast time had passed. Eric would be the first of the Weasley grandchildren to go to Hogwarts. He was after all the oldest.

Hermione finished cleaning then went into the kitchen to start dinner.

Harry and Ginny were coming for dinner.

Harry had told Ron that it would be a good idea for Ginny to get out of their house for a while.

Hermione had agreed the Potters were having a bit of a rough few months.

Ginny had been working on her finals for the past weeks so she would be an advanced healer. The entire time she had been moody, growing more so by the day. It was a bit strange to see her so bad off.

Harry had seen her come home from work, tired again. She looked extremely pale.

"Welcome home honey," Harry said.

"Hi," Ginny said.

"You don't look so good." Harry got up from the chair and put his hand on his wife's forehead. "Why don't you lay down for a moment."

"I'm fine." Ginny said knocking his hand of her forehead.

"Ginny please sit down and relax for a moment. I will worry about dinner." Harry said a little forcefully. He could tell she was starting to get cranky.

"I'm fine." Ginny said. "I just need to finish a few things."

"Alright," Harry said. Harry left to the kitchen and started cooking dinner. He could not believe how his wife was behaving. He worked on some chicken and dumplings. A dish he could not screw up that bad. She was generally the cook.

After a moment Harry heard a thump from the bedroom. He did not know what it could have been. Maybe Ginny dropped something.

Harry looked in the bedroom and saw Ginny passed out on the floor!

"Ginny, honey." He said picking her up. He quickly checked for wounds and responsiveness. At least she was still breathing. He tried a couple of attempts with his wand to raise her but to no avail.

He then summoned over a trinket from her dresser. He worked quickly to make an emergency portkey. Harry then had her grip it along with him.

They landed in the center of lobby of Saint Mungos. Harry picked her and carried her over to the duty nurse.

"She just fainted." He said quickly.

The nurse recognized her almost immediately. "I've got her." She said summoning over a bed. She rolled Ginny behind one of the curtains while yelling for a healer.

She came out a moment later. "Wait right here. We'll take care of Mrs. Potter, don't worry."

Harry just sat there for a moment on a bench. Why did he leave the room? Why didn't he stay in there with her? He should have made her lay down.

After a moment Harry noticed someone coming through the fireplace in the lobby. It was Ron of all people.

Ron immediately went over to Harry.

"How did you know I was here?"

"Hermione was in the office when a report of an emergency portkey came in. Said it came from the Hollow. She sent me here to find out what happened." Ron answered taking a seat.

"She fainted." Harry answered. "I couldn't wake her."

Ron nodded. "Have they said anything?"

"No, Ron I am sorry. I know I promised you that I would be a good husband to Ginny. I shouldn't have left her alone."

"You got her here didn't you?" Ron asked. "You have been a good husband. I've watched you take care of her."

"Thanks," Harry said. "In another minute I'm going to storm in there."

The Healer might have heard the threat because he appeared after a moment. "Mr. Potter, I'm Healer Brown," said the middle-aged man. "I've looked over Mrs. Potter. She's awake now and wants to see you."

Harry nearly pushed Healer Brown out of the way.

"Wait a moment," Healer Brown said. He had a hold on Harry's arm.

"Why," Ron asked, just has interested in his sister.

"I wanted to let you know why she fainted." Healer Brown said.

Harry stopped to listen.

"You know that she has been working really hard to get her advanced Healer status. I know because I'm one of her instructors. She has put her body under a lot of stress. Which is not good for her anyway, especially with her condition."

"Condition?" Harry asked.

"She's pregnant." Healer Brown said. "The baby looks pretty healthy."

"I'm going to be a Daddy." Harry said to Ron excitedly.

"She doesn't know yet." Healer Brown said. "You can tell her."

"I'm going to be a Daddy." Harry said to Ron before heading back behind the curtain.

Ginny was lying in the bed, she had more color in face then she had before. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" Harry said going into the enclosure.

"I must have scared you." Ginny said.

"Don't be silly. There is nothing for you to be sorry about." Harry pulled up the chair and sat next to the bed. "I talked with Healer Brown."

"He's probably debating whether to put this on my grade or not." Ginny said.

Harry took her hand. "You have been under a lot of stress the last few weeks." He gave her a quick kiss. "It's alright."

"But I want to be a Healer." Ginny said.

"I know, but I think you should take a little time off." Harry said. "It's not just your health that you have to worry about now."

Ginny raised her eyebrow at him. She knew that he was holding something back.

"The reason that you fainted was because you're pregnant." Harry said.

"I'm pregnant!" Ginny said, "but how?"

"You are becoming a Healer. I think you know the answer to that question." Harry said teasingly. "You are going to be such a wonderful mother and the baby is going to have such a wonderful life. Look at the big family he's going to have."

"Harry, are we ready to be parents?" Ginny asked.

"We have a few months to get ready, and if we need help your parents will be there for us." Harry said. "This is really exciting."

Ginny started crying right then.

"Don't worry." Harry said giving her a hug. "We can go home and start planning."

Ginny got out of bed and with a little help was able to sign the discharge paperwork before they headed home.

For the next week Harry barely let Ginny out of the house. He took her to work and meet her at the end of her shift to take her home. The entire time Harry showed a very positive attitude.

Truthfully, Harry was a nervous wreck. He had not got the image out of his mind of Ginny lying on the floor. He not only had his wife to worry about, but his baby. In his spare time he was reading the books about baby care that he had borrowed from Hermione.

It was only after Ron had a talk with him at work did the behavior cease. Ron had filled him in on what it was like when Hermione had been pregnant with the twins. After all he did miss the time she was pregnant with Eric. It was something Ron had always regretted.

Ginny and Harry had gone together to the Midwife to see about the baby. It was going to be born some time in late December, she had determined. They had only a few more months to plan.

From the fifth month on Ginny had started to show and had become reclusive. She thought she looked fat instead of pregnant.

A few days after their appointment with the midwife Harry had come home a little early. He was surprised to find Ginny already home. She was cuddled on the couch with a box of tissues.

Harry dropped everything and immediately went to her side. "What's the matter?" He asked. He started wiping some of the tears from her eyes. "Is it the baby, is everything all right?"

"I'm going to be a terrible mother." Ginny finally said.

"What makes you say that?" Harry asked. It was all that he could think of to calm her down.

"Today, in between shifts I went to the nursery to see some of the babies. One of the nurses asked if I could help because a few of them were crying. I didn't want to use my wand because I haven't had that class yet and I didn't know all the spells completely."

"Alright," Harry said trying to get her to continue.

"The baby wouldn't stop crying." Ginny said. "I tried and tried. Finally the nurse came over and didn't have her for two minutes before she stopped crying. I'm training to be one her bosses, how can I do that if I don't know how to do her job?"

Harry put an arm around Ginny. "Honey, maybe the baby was nervous because she didn't know you. Besides she was probably more used to the baby then what you were."

Ginny let out a little sniffle.

"Look at Eric, he loves you. When ever we go over he always gives you a hug."

"I'm just being silly." Ginny said after a moment.

"No, you are alright. I'm a little nervous too about being a father." Harry said.

The next day Harry had talked to Ron to see about the possibility of all of them going out to do something to cheer her up. It was Hermione's suggestion of a dinner party, that's what they would be doing tonight.

Hermione remembered what it was like for her when she was pregnant with Eric. If it wasn't for Annie, her own midwife she would have fallen apart. When Hermione was Sara she had no one she really trusted or family. The Counselors that Social Services provided did not really help.

It was not as bad the second time around with the twins, but Ron wouldn't know that. He was a wreck when she was pregnant with the Elisabeth and Molly.

Ron showed up home for work a little earlier so that he could help Hermione set up for dinner.

Everything was finished by the time that Harry and Ginny arrived.

Harry had gotten some new dress robes for Ginny that Hermione thought were nice on her. He was really trying to cheer her up.

They sat down to dinner and started having a cheery conversation about work. Hermione was avoiding the subject of motherhood. She figured that was what she did not want to talk about.

After dinner they had a cake Hermione made. Ginny leaned back in her seat that was when she felt a kick.

"She's moving." Ginny said feeling her stomach. "I guess she wanted chocolate instead of yellow."

Harry smiled. It had been awhile since she had made a joke.

"She's really moving." Ginny said her feel. Harry and Hermione had their hands on her stomach. Ron just stood back. He couldn't quite touch his sister's stomach.

"I think she knows were having a party and she wants to join." Hermione said.

"Maybe," Ginny said. "I'm really glad you invited us over. I know I haven't acted like myself for a while."

"It's okay." Hermione said. "I know what you have been going through with all this. I had a really hard time with Eric. It's okay to feel a little sad now and then."

"But it is nice to have a great husband around." Ginny said giving Harry a kiss. "We discussed this a little bit and we know that this little girl is going to need Godparents. We figured you might as well have the best people we have ever known. That is if you don't mind. I know you have three already."

"Mind," Ron said. "We would love to have the little one around. I suppose he. . ."

"She," Hermione argued.

"The kid will try to come over here when their in trouble, like Eric has with you." Ron finished.

"Thank-You" Ginny said hugging both of them.

Harry smiled at Hermione and Ron. His wife was coming back to him.