Life after the Battle of Hogwarts
Authors Note/ A/N: I don't own the world of Harry Potter. Most of these characters and places belong to the amazing J.K. Rowling. I did however invent a few Characters and places and took some liberties. FIRST FANFIC! PLEASE BE NICE AND R&R.
It was two years after the Battle of Hogwarts. With Voldemort gone, you would think that life for Harry, Luna, Neville, and the Weasleys would be calm, quiet and peaceful. That statement could not have been farther from the truth. Harry's godson, Teddy, lived for most of the year with his grandmother. Harry and Ginny were back together and everyone had finished their final year of Hogwarts. Everything was finally good in Harry's universe.
"BILL! GET FLEUR TO THE HOSPITAL, NOW! PERCY! GET AUDREY TO THE HOSPITAL! LET'S GO EVERYONE!" Mrs. Weasley screamed as both Fleur and Audrey's, Percy's wife, water broke.
Ginny and Harry, who was holding little Teddy, were rushed out the door after Fleur who was moaning in Bill's arm as he rushed towards the apparition point. Although the press had finally calmed down a month ago, they still kept up the wards just in case. As they watched Bill and Fleur apparate, Harry tightened his grip on the squirming Teddy and hugged Ginny to him. Ginny was too nervous to apparate at the moment so Harry was going to take her Side-along. As he spun around he caught one last glimpse of Percy rushing down the walk before he was pulled into nothingness.
As they arrived at Saint Mungo's, they could see Fleur being rushed away by a medi-witch. Harry and Ginny sat down in the waiting room and explained to a very confused Teddy what was happening to Fleur and Audrey.
Half an hour later they were called into Fleur's room to see the little baby girl who they named Victoire. When they went in Teddy looked at Victoire for a minute and she stared right back at him before reaching out for him. Teddy put out his little hand and she grabbed it immediately.
"Ah. I think they were meant to be together."Ginny sighed in awe while Fleur smiled down at the two children in awe of the connection between them.
Little Victoire had already claimed one boy's heart.