A/N: Hey readers! This is Freelancer Mississippi, and this is my newest fic, Raising Remus. I thoroughly hope you enjoy it, reviews are always welcomed, and feel free to pm this account about it. Have fun!
Chapter One: It Broke...
"Dad, I'm nervous," Lily said. Harry looked down at his eleven year old daughter.
"Why?" he gently asked. Lily looked at him with worried brown eyes.
"What if I am in Slytherin?" she whimpered. Harry laughed. He was grateful Ginny had gone ahead through the barrier with Albus and James already; they would be laughing too.
"Lily," he began. "Your own brother is a Slytherin. He isn't bad, is he?" When she shook her head, he continued. "It doesn't matter to me or your mother; we will still love you the same if you get put in any house. And it's not like a Gryffindor has never gone bad."
"Ok," Lily said, sounding a bit less nervous. She charged through the barrier. Harry sighed before stepping through the barrier 'They grow up so fast...' he thought to himself. It was just in time too; Lily only had time to give her mother a hug goodbye before she had to rush to the train. It pulled out soon after. Ginny turned and walked over.
"I have some news for you," Ginny said happily. Harry smiled. "Let us get back to the house first." Harry gave her a peck on the cheek and stepped back. With the sound of a crack, she apparated.
There was a squeezing sensation as Harry too apparated.
The house in Godric's Hollow was normal looking enough. Common two story house of an upper middle class family. The family that lived there, however, was unusual. The Potters were quite the unusual family.
Ginny and Harry disapparated in the backyard of the house. Harry smiled and walked into the house with his arm around Ginny. He started the coffeemaker. Ginny always questioned why he used muggle items when he could just use magic, but it was a tribute to his grandparents on his mother's side. He poured a mug for himself and Ginny. They sat down at the table and sipped their coffee.
"So," Harry began. "What was that news you wanted to tell me?"
"Well," she said nervously. "You see, um, I'm pregnant." There was a palpable tension.
"That's wonderful news!" Harry exclaimed. He gave Ginny a hug. "The only question is, are you ready?"
"Yes, I am," replied Ginny smiling.
And so it began.
First Month
"Morning sickness again?" Harry said as Ginny stumbled into the kitchen.
"Yes," Ginny groaned, sitting down at the table. "And I have to cover the Harpies-United game today."
"I'm sorry," Harry said, coming behind her and massaging her neck. "It must be horrid. But all things pass."
Ginny managed a weak smile. Harry kissed her and walked over to the nearby fireplace.
"Ministry of Magic!" he declared. Harry was whisked through the Floo Network to the Ministry atrium. He sighed; hs hectic workday was about to begin.
The day passed agonizingly slow; paperwork, mostly, and a boring meeting with Percy Weasley, who was fretting over the attacks on shipments of brooms in Ireland and was requesting protection for it.
Harry departed the Ministry building to Diagon Alley. He wandered about, glancing at the old shops. He looked inside Ollivander's; Ollivander had finally taken on his son, Ernest, as his apprentice. He passed Madam Malkin's, who evidently was taking the day off now that pre-school shopping was done. Finally, he stopped at 93 Diagon Alley. The large, purple shop in front of him was none other than Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes.
Harry walked in and immediately saw Ron stocking some shelves. It was closed today; George always called in sick the day after the Hogwarts Express left, and whenever Ron would come over to prod him out of bed, George would take several Skiving Snackboxes and Ron would sigh and just close up the shop for the day.
Ron turned and strode over. He tightly embraced Harry. "How's it been, mate?" Ron asked.
"Fairly good," Harry replied. "I have news." Ron raised an eyebrow. Harry swallowed some nervousness. "Ginny and I are having another baby." Ron looked surprised.
"Seriously? You're not joking?" he asked, sounding utterly serious.
"Yes," Harry said, now confidently. Ron pumped his fist.
"That means I win!" he exclaimed. Harry was confused.
"What do you win?" Harry asked, puzzled.
"Me and George made a bet on whether you would make the family bigger. He figured you would have no kids by the time Lily was finished with Hogwarts, and I disagreed," Ron explained. Harry laughed. They chatted idly for about ten more minutes. Harry finally gave his regards and apparated back to Godric's Hollow. It was already night and Harry was exhausted.
This is how days were generally like for the first month. Ginny would occasionally get morning sickness, Harry would go to work in the morning and come back later, sometimes before dinner, other times, the wee hours of the morning.
Harry climbed into bed, thoroughly exhausted. Ginny murmured "Harry, is that you?"
"Yes, my sweet," Harry replied as she snuggled up next to him. "I have a question."
"Yes?" Ginny replied sleepily.
"How are we going to tell the other kids?" Harry asked.