Just a sappy little one shot. :-) Enjoy!
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On his wedding day Harry potter was certain that he would never see anything as beautiful as his Ginny. Now a year and a half later he was being forced to reconsider. He was seeing something that he had never thought imaginable. After seemingly endless agonizing hours of watching helpless while his wife was in pain, not to mention several threats to both his life and his manhood, a high pitched cry pierced the air at St. Mungo's Hospital.
"It's a boy, Mr. Potter," said the Healer-in-Charge.
He felt Ginny squeeze his hand, gently. The healer handed him a tiny bundle of fleecy blanket. Staring back at him was the most beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on. His son.
"James Sirius Potter," whispered Ginny, as she held him.
Harry couldn't believe it. He was a father. He had a wife, and a beautiful baby boy. He had a family.