A Harry Head Cannon

Harry was fast asleep having another of his memory-filled dreams when he was suddenly aware of a voice calling his name.

"Harry! Harry! Harry Potter you get your butt out of bed right now!"

He woke up bleary-eyed. "Huh?" He looked up to see a very pregnant Ginny standing over him.

"Harry get up...we need to get to St. Mungo's the baby's coming." As soon as he heard this Harry jumped out of bed. He hurried to get dressed. When he was ready he held out his arm to Ginny and they apparated to St. Mungo's. For fourteen hours Harry stood next to her bed as Ginny went through labour.

Finally at around 7:30 pm the baby was born. Ginny smiled at Harry as they heard their newborn's first cry.
"You have a son." the Healer said placing him in Harry's arms.

Harry looked down at his son. As he looked into his child's eyes he suddenly realised why his mother had laid down her life for him all those years ago. He'd always understood it was because she loved him but standing there holding his newborn son made him realise exactly how deeply she had loved him. He smiled, kissed his son's head and whispered "Welcome to the world James Sirius Potter."