My very first crossover fiction, and it's actually with my second favorite book series which I'm sure is obvious in my profile. TwilightxHarry Potter Crossover, pairings are below the summary.

Harry and Ginny married happily, but a year after marriage they boy realize they really aren't compatible and decide to get a divorce after Ginny has their firstborn baby. Ginny dies during labor and Harry has to raise his child alone. Molly blames Harry for her daughter's death, and Harry can't take the drama so he leaves for Italy. Four years later he returns with a new family, married and happy but his husband is a vampire?

Pairings:

HarryxGinny

HarryxCaius

RonxHermione

FredxAngelina

RemusxTonks

GeorgexDaphne Greengrass

Warnings: some bashing, Slash, cursing, some violence.

I have written this fic with the help of my fic sister AnnaBoleyna1536, and we don't own Harry Potter.

Enjoy!

Godric's Hollow, Potter family home:

"Good morning dear." Harry was greeted by his lovely pregnant wife in the kitchen of their home. Her belly was swollen big, carrying into her eighth month with their child.

"Morning Gin, that smells good." She was cooking breakfast, cooking lessons courtesy of her dear mother Molly Weasley.

"It's almost ready, are you going to work today?" Harry shook his head.

"Kingsley gave me some time off so I could be with you in case you go into labor. I'm off for a few weeks."

"Oh, then we can plan a schedule for the baby."

"You mean like I have the baby for a few hours while you rest and then we switch?" Ginny nodded. "Works for me, but Gin you know that…"

"I know Harry, but we promised to wait until the baby's at least six months old."

"Yeah, I wish it were better though."

"Me too love, but we had to know this was going to happen. Neither of us wanted to admit it though."

"I know, but everyone expected us to be the perfect couple. Your parents, your brothers, the whole magical world thinks we're perfect."

"If they really thought that Harry then they'd all be living in the clouds, Ron and Hermione would probably agree that at the time we married we seemed perfect but we realized we're better off as friends."

"Then your parents will bring up the baby."

"We'll just tell them what we've decided, you keep the house and I get my own flat, I'll give you full custody since I'll be going out for the Harpies once maternity leave is done, but I'll write and visit on birthdays, holidays, and when I'm in town on tour."

"It almost makes you sound like you don't want to be a mother." Ginny sighed.

"I know you're ready to be a dad Harry, but I don't feel as if I'm maternal material right now. It looks like I'm leaving you with the baby on purpose, but I'm going to be around as much as I can."

"And if you want to take the baby for a day or two you have to ask ahead of time."

"Yes, I don't like the idea of just showing up uncalled. My parents will just have to get over it, Mum wanted me to be like her, but I want to play pro Quidditch."

"At least we have this settled out; once your leave is done you can go try out for the Harpies. You just have to promise me you won't abandon our baby."

"I already have, I'll sign a written agreement if I have to. Now here, eat up." She handed him a plate and the morning edition of the Daily Prophet, and then she took a seat across from him at the table.

Things had been great for the couple when they first married; it had seemed they were madly in love even when they picked up their relationship sometime after the war ended. Unfortunately the two had begun having doubts in their marriage, and soon came to the conclusion that they both felt nothing more than friendship three months after they married. In other words they were married friends with benefits, but when Ginny found out about her pregnancy she and Harry sat down to talk.

Ginny still had dreams of playing pro Quidditch, but thanks to the constant harping of her mother on marrying and having children she married Harry without much thought. Harry on the other hand realized he'd never fallen in true love before, and was in love with the idea of love at the time. They both had dreams, and they wanted to pursue them. Ginny was only seventeen and Harry was eighteen, they still had time to get married and find love but right now they had to make sure their baby would grow up healthy and happy.

Their agreement was such, Harry would have full custody but Ginny would be allowed visitation unless they decided to change the terms in the future. Quidditch would have Ginny travelling a lot, but she promised to keep in touch with Harry about the baby. They already had a six-month plan for the child, and once that term was up the divorce would be finalized and Ginny would be able to go on tour with her team. They knew Molly would object and possibly Arthur, but Ginny's brothers would come around once they realized their sister wanted to have her own life and also take responsibility for her baby.

"So when do you think we should tell them?"

"Not sure, perhaps a week after the baby's born. Wouldn't want to ruin the joyous occasion of our child's birth, plus Mum would throw a tantrum."

"Yeah you're right, but Ron and Hermione will understand won't they?"

"You know they will, I think Hermione's known for a while but Ron might take a little convincing on my part. The twins will be alright with it, and Bill and Charlie will understand I mean they knew I wasn't exactly ready to settle down. Percy might be a bit stubborn, but he'll come around too. Remus and Tonks, well they'll be glad that at least we'll both be in the baby's life."

"Yeah, but they'll all be worried about you being away so long and me raising the baby for the most part."

"Well if you need money I can send some over on my payrolls, Quidditch players get paid a lot you know."

"Not for me Gin, for the baby. I have my fortune left by Sirius and my parents, but you…" Ginny held up her hand.

"Say no more, we'll work out the details later…oh!" right when Ginny picked up her cup she groaned and clutched her stomach.

"Are you alright?" Ginny winced but nodded.

"I'm fine, just those false contractions…ow!" she dropped her cup. Harry ran to her side and helped her stand but then they heard a splash on the floor; Ginny's water had broken. "Oh Merlin…get me to the hospital quick…!"

"Right, let's go." Harry summoned Ginny's bag full of clothes and sent a patronus to the twins knowing they'd contact the whole family in no time. Harry flooed them to St. Mungo's maternity ward, and right as they arrived Ginny's midwife was out at the front desk.

"Mrs. Potter, I was thinking we'd expect you soon. Has your water broken?"

"Y-Yes…" Ginny winced. "The contractions…." She yelped as one hit.

"Oh dear, well come on we have a room ready. We actually had a false labor this morning but the girl was only having Braxton-Hicks contractions, but come on." Ginny was put in a wheelchair and rolled to the room. "Alright, let's get you ready." Ginny's clothes were changed into a hospital gown, and she was set onto the bed with her legs propped up. "Let me see…hmm, already five centimeters I see. You shouldn't have to wait too long dear."

"Okay…" Ginny held Harry's hand.

"It'll be done soon Gin, just hang in there." Harry kissed her head and Ginny began her breathing.

"Did you call the…?"

"Just before we left, they'll know what to do." Ginny nodded and started breathing again.

"We'll have our baby soon Harry…" she panted.

"Yes we will." Harry truly cared about Ginny, he knew if she were ready she'd be a good mother but this was the moment for the both of them. "Ginny, are you alright?" she started to look a bit pale.

"I'm…I…aaaaaahhhh!" Ginny screamed in pain.

"Ginny, what's wrong?" Ginny couldn't talk as her eyes began to close, and then she slipped into unconsciousness.

"Ginny? Ginny…help!" Harry called out and the healer came back. "She was just in pain, she passed out and she's going pale…" the healer felt her forehead, and then Harry saw Ginny's body pale more and she started to sweat.

"Oh no, quick we need to get her into the operating room. Mr. Potter you'll have to stay here."

"What no she's my wife!"

"Yes but we need to get her to a sterile environment, this has happened before we just need to make sure she and the baby are alright."

"Alright, but please keep me informed." The healer nodded and left while Harry waited in the room. He put his face in his hands and prayed to whomever was listening that Ginny and their child would be alright.

"Harry!" when he heard his name he looked up to see the entire Weasley clan save for Bill, Fleur, Charlie, and Percy, in the room. "Came as soon as we could, where's Ginny?" Ron stared at his face. "Wait…did something happen?"

"I don't know…"

"Harry, where's Ginny?" Molly leaned in.

"They took her to an operating room, I don't know what happened she was fine one minute and then she passed out. She started sweating and she went pale, but the healer said this has happened before…"

"So she should be fine, St. Mungo's has a great maternity ward they're prepared for this kind of thing." Hermione touched Harry's shoulder.

"I hope so Mione." Harry kept his position as he and the Weasleys continued to wait.

Thirty minutes later:

"What the hell is going on, it's been half an hour already?" the whole family was getting impatient, but Ron seemed to be the voice right now.

"Ron stop, Harry is already anxious enough that's his wife and child in there." Ron knew Harry was a wreck, but he couldn't hold his tongue.

"Hopefully we'll hear something soon." Arthur had his arm around his wife's shoulder. Speak of the devil the healer woman returned, but she had blood on her clothes.

"Mr. Potter…" she said and Harry walked up to her.

"Yes, how's my wife?" she had a sad look on her face, and Harry begged inside it didn't mean what he thought.

"Mr. Potter, I'm very sorry…we tried everything but…" he almost didn't understand those words.

"No, no what happened?"

"We aren't sure how, but the placenta detached. We didn't have a lot of time to do a transfusion, and it came down to save either her or the baby. Your wife woke for a moment, and she asked us to save the child."

"She's…"

"She lost too much blood, we tried to save her but I'm afraid we couldn't. I'm very sorry Mr. Potter." Harry felt all the blood in his body run cold.

"Ginny…" Harry heard one of the Weasleys whisper behind him.

"The baby…is it…?"

"Your daughter is fine, she's perfectly healthy. Would you like to see her?" Harry nodded, his wife was dead and now he wanted his daughter in his arms. "Follow me." Harry went behind her and they made it down the hall to another room. Ginny's body was covered with a sheet, but a nurse had Harry's daughter wrapped up in a pink blanket.

"Your daughter Mr. Potter." She carefully handed Harry the baby, and when Harry saw her face he felt himself sob a little. She looked exactly like Ginny, but she had reddish-brown hair and his eyes. When his eyes met Ginny's body again he had tears flowing, but kept it in.

"My Ginny…" Molly came in and went straight to her daughter's bedside. "My baby…"

"I'm so sorry Molly…" Harry said but she didn't seem to hear him.

"It's not your fault Harry, Ginny didn't die in vain." Hermione held him as best she could. "She's beautiful though…she has your eyes."

"She does." Ron had tears in his eyes.

"Harry mate, we're here for you." Fred and George touched his shoulders. "And our niece."

"Mum and Dad, perhaps we should step out?" Ron and Hermione let Harry out of the room so Arthur could console his wife. "Ginny probably knew her life wouldn't last in the birth, so she wanted the baby to live."

"She did…" Harry wiped his eyes. "She wanted to live though…"

"Harry this isn't your fault." Ron hugged him with one arm. "No one blames you."

"I know but…"

"It's going to be alright, you'll get through this." Hermione kissed his head. "Ginny may be gone, but she's still here."

"I know…I know." Harry rocked his baby girl in his arms.

"So what's her name?" the twins walked over to see their niece, and they too could see the resemblance of their sister.

"Ginny and I wanted to give her some nice names, for my mother and one she picked out." Harry took another look at his baby girl and the name came to him. "This is Desiree Lily Potter, my and Ginny's little jewel." He kissed her tiny nose.

"Ginny picked out the name?" Harry nodded. "It suits her."

"Ron do you…?" Ron shook his head.

"I'm sorry Harry, I just can't right now." Ron had just lost his sister, and when he saw Desiree's face he just couldn't take it.

"Fred, George?" George held out his arms and Harry passed baby Desiree to him. Their eyes shined at the infant; even if their sister was dead they were happy their niece was alright. Harry wanted this to be a happy occasion, but right as they were welcoming the newest member of the family they were going to have to say goodbye to another.

A week later:

Almost a week and a half after Desiree's birth Ginny's funeral had taken place. The entire Weasley clan, along with Muriel, Neville, Luna, McGonagall, Hagrid, Seamus, Dean, and several other friends from Hogwarts and family members including the Lupins had attended. It was a sad memorial, Ginny died so young unable to pursue her dreams, but everyone knew that she died so her daughter could live.

Ginny was buried next to Harry's parents in Godric's Hollow, as Harry wanted her to since she was still his wife. Molly wanted her buried in the family plot next to her brothers but Harry had control over the funeral arrangements. Her coffin was made of brass and ornate wood, covered with summer daisies and sunflowers, her two favorite flowers, and her grave had written on the stone 'Ginevra Molly Potter, a loving wife, mother, and sister'. She was buried in her favorite light blue dress; one Harry had bought for her soon after they were engaged. She was also buried with her jewels, the ones she wore on her wedding day and she looked beautiful and peaceful.

Harry's friends all came to support him, and as he stood there to bury his wife he held Desiree in his arms while standing with Remus and Tonks and their son Teddy. The other Weasleys supported him as well, all except for Molly but she hadn't said a word to him since the funeral arrangements were done and that was three days ago, she didn't even try to see her granddaughter.

"We're sorry for your loss Harry, Ginny was a good woman." Seamus and Dean came to him.

"Thanks for coming guys."

"Desiree's a beautiful little girl, and she's in good hands too." Dean smiled at the tiny baby.

"Thank you." They left and more came; Remus and Tonks left because Teddy started sneezing but promised to visit. When the last guest left Molly and Arthur came up Harry.

"This was a beautiful ceremony Harry, Ginny would've loved it." Arthur hugged him.

"Thank you Arthur."

"She should've been buried in the family plot." Molly whispered.

"Molly please, not today."

"I wanted Ginny buried next to my brothers, but she's here instead." Molly had cried a lot, but now her face was blank and her eyes were red.

"Mum don't." Ron stood up from his seat. "Not in front of the baby." Ron and Hermione came around often to help him with Desiree and so he could grieve for Ginny, and they knew about Harry and Ginny's divorce choice. Ron had been a little mad but when Hermione and mostly Harry explained to him the situation he understood, but his sister would never know her child.

"The baby…" Molly took a look at Desiree. "Ginny's baby."

"She's my baby as well." Molly glared.

"You would be better off leaving her with us; you're in no position to raise a child." That felt like a slap in the face.

"Mum that's not true." Fred and George came up with their girlfriends/fiancées.

"Harry is a great dad Molly and if you had actually gone to see Desiree you'd see that Harry spends nearly all of his time with her." Hermione didn't want to fight, but Molly was making it difficult.

"Can we please not do this? I just buried my wife…"

"My daughter is dead; I want my granddaughter to know her mother."

"She will, do you honestly think I'll leave Ginny's memory out of her life? She was her mother…"

"You didn't know her like I did."

"Perhaps not, but I'm not going to abandon my daughter. You had plenty of time to visit her throughout this week but you didn't even look at her when she was born. You can see her whenever, but I'm not going to 'give' her to you."

"Harry's right Molly, you know how fussy he was when Ginny went through her first few months of the pregnancy. They had plans; they read all the books you gave them." Arthur tried but Molly wasn't listening.

"I can't be sure if he did, Desiree would be better off with her family." Harry's anger was coming out.

"I am her family, as are you. I'm not going to fight with you when I just buried my wife, I understand we're all grieving but I'm not going to sit here and let you judge my parenting just because you think you know better."

"I raised seven kids, more than what you have right now."

"That doesn't give you the right to try and tell me what I should do. I'm going home…" Harry turned.

"Harry you don't have to leave yet." Arthur stopped him.

"I'm sorry Arthur, I just can't be around her right now." He held onto Desiree and left the cemetery to head back to his parents' home. When he set foot inside he was flooded with all the memories of Ginny and their marriage, all the good ones and he nearly broke down.

"Harry." Ron and Hermione had come after him; the others were probably going home or to Shell Cottage. "Harry mate, y'know Mum doesn't mean any of that…"

"I don't know Ron, she sounded worse than she ever has." Harry put Desiree down in her bassinet. Hermione hugged him tenderly and Ron joined in. "I can't take this."

"Harry Molly's just upset that Ginny's gone, and Desiree looks like her it's going to be hard for her too."

"I know but she didn't have to go off at me, I'm taking good care of my daughter."

"We know you are, and I'm sure Ginny would see it too." They both knew Harry was suffering terribly, he would be a single parent and despite that he was grieving he didn't know how to grieve on his own. He'd lost his parents, his godfather, friends, and now his wife it was all crashing down on him.

"I can't do this again…"

"Harry, it's going to be alright." Harry shook his head.

"Hermione, Ron…you both know about the plan Ginny and I had after she had the baby." They nodded. "This house…it's full of too many memories with her, I can't bear it."

"Harry what do you mean?" Ron leaned in and Harry took in a breath.

"I have to leave."

I can't promise all chapters will be this long, but this is the maximum length. The chapters after this will have Harry leaving with brief checkups on the Weasleys, and the few after that will be him going to Italy and falling in love sometime later.

I know Harry named his daughter Lily in the books and all, but I wanted to pick a different name but not completely take out Lily.

Next one picks up after this, and then it explains when and where Harry is going to go with his daughter. Update will probably be in two weeks, cuz I'm going to finish another fic before the second update.

R&R

Later!