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Chapter 1

Impatient Little Boys

Ginny sat on the table stunned, she could feel Harry's hand in hers and could feel him rubbing her back. But she couldn't comprehend what he or Katie were saying to her. The last words she heard and kept repeating in her head were fluids are too low, and premature labor. Everything had stopped from there. He couldn't be born yet, it was too soon. A whole week and a half sooner than James had been. She finally found her voice amidst the fear.

"What is wrong with my body? Why can't I carry them to term?" she said, her voice shaking.

Katie looked at her sympathetically.

"Ginny, you are perfectly healthy, infact this little boy looks perfectly healthy, Merlin knows James was healthy. The two of you just produce hyper spontaneous little berks that like to get up and go early." She said with a slight smile.

Harry chuckled remembering his morning with their current early riser.

"But I am not having contractions. How can I be in preterm labor?" she argued.

"You are having contractions, they just aren't intense yet. They are building though. Your sickness is the labor, and the toll it is taking on your body. You are coming to the hospital and delivering within the day, I know you aren't ready…again…but he is, this is going to happen, and soon."

Ginny nodded numbly as Harry spoke.

"Will they be alright?" Harry asked forcing his voice to remain calm.

"I believe they will, Ginny is strong and fit, she will do perfectly, this little one looks wonderful, he will be a bit on the titchy side. Not unlike his daddy in first year. He will be safer on the outside than on the inside at this point, I promise. And even if he wasn't he isn't giving us a much of a choice, I give it a few hours and you will be feeling these contractions. To the maternity ward with both of you. No delays and I will meet you there."

Harry helped his trembling wife stand and walked to the floo corridor.

"Gin, I know you are scared but you will both be fine. I refuse to let anything happen to either of you."

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He was sitting beside her on the hospital cot, rubbing her head as she cried. He remembered feeling helpless the last time but this time was different. Katie had been right and her contractions had picked up in intensity. They were strong, and she was very near to delivery after only 8 hours this time. She hadn't spoken a word through the entire thing, she just cried. She was starting to get vocal during the actual contractions but in between them she just laid her head on his lap or against his shoulder and cried. He understood, she was scared and upset that once again this was happening too soon. He was scared the difference was that it was his job to make her feel safe and she wouldn't feel safe if he fell apart.

He stayed in the room through every exam, remembering how upset she got last time when he left for a minute. This last exam Katie told them they had maybe a half hour left, she would be pushing soon. Molly came in to see her terrified daughter.

"Oh sweety it is going to be alright. This little boy is going to be just as perfect and rotten as every other boy in this family."

Harry watched his wife's lip quiver, something he rarely saw and listened as she finally spoke her fears.

"It isn't alright. I can't do this, not again. I can't. What is the matter with me, why can't I keep them safe before they are ready to be born?"

Harry felt his heart break and tears prick his eyes. Molly spoke before he could.

"You can do this and you will, and this baby will be amazingly perfect. I know it. And you really have to stop blaming yourself for this, if it is anyone's fault it is Harry's."

Harry just looked at her shocked while Ginny stuttered out a disbelieving,

"What, how is this his fault? Unghhhh…."

Molly waited a moment for the worst of the contraction to pass.

"Oh yes, these impatient little boys are all his fault, it is genetic, after all Harry surprised his mum early too. Poor James was a mess. Lily was ready, though if I remember correctly he gave her one hell of a time getting out."

Harry just stared at her for a moment speechless.

"I was early?" he stammered.

She nodded.

"You were, if I remember correctly, Lily said you were the very last baby born in July. You were 3 or so weeks early…I can't remember too clearly but you were the tiniest little thing, smaller than James was. Charlie was enamored with you, though you severely cut down on the times he got to stay with his favorite people." Her eyes twinkled at the memory.

"Just my luck, couldn't have waited another day." He muttered, knowing that he had never disclosed the full contents of the prophesy to anyone other than Hermione, Ron, and later to Ginny.

"Well thanks for the hyper genes husband of mine." Ginny said squeezing his hand, knowing immediately where his thoughts had briefly gone.

Harry smiled at her and couldn't find the right words to thank his mother in law for helping get Ginny's mind off of her fears and for the memory of his life she had shared. It was only a few moments later that Molly left the two of them in Katie's capable care, knowing from the look of her daughter and the pace of the pains that her newest grandchild was very soon to enter this world.

"Alright Ginny, I am sure you remember what to do. You are going to push through the pain and we will see that baby boy in just a few minutes."

"I don't want to." Ginny said softly, her fear returning in the last moments.

Harry kissed her head and ran his finger the length of her cheek.

"I know my love, but you are going to because it is what is best for our son. Remember my promise." He didn't get to say much more as a contraction hit and even with her reservations and fears she did what came naturally.

It felt like mere moments to Harry, but what was actually almost an hour later the smallest cry he had ever heard sounded through the room. Katie lifted the squirming baby up and laid him on Ginny's chest while she ran her wand over him, running diagnostic tests. He was so small that when Harry put his hand over his back it covered him from below his bum to his head. He whimpered a bit but calmed instantly when Ginny ran her fingers through his matted hair.

"Ginny he is perfect. 2 kilos (roughly 4.5 lbs) and his lungs are clear and strong. You will stay here for a couple of extra days to be sure but he can stay here with you. Your little boy is perfectly healthy." Katie said with a smile before picking the baby up, cleaning him off and wrapping him tightly in a blanket before placing him in Harry's arms for the first time.

Harry was astounded with the tiny boy, not even born twenty minutes ago and he was sound asleep.

"What is this future trouble maker's name?" Katie asked as Harry sat beside Ginny and kissed her cheek while she rubbed the little cheek.

Ginny looked up at Harry expectantly.

"We haven't picked one yet." She said.

"Well I was thinking." Harry muttered, Ginny nodded for him to continue. "Jamie has a legacy in his name, one of power, love, strength, wittiness and joy. I want to give him something too. I want him to be powerful, smart, loyal, loving and brave. He will have to be to put up with our household. So I was thinking….Albus Severus Potter."

Katie's mouth dropped and Ginny looked at her husband in awe.

"You want to honor them both with your son?"

Harry nodded.

"I do, Dumbledore, he helped mold me into who I am, he is the main reason I am standing here today and that I succeeded in understanding that love could win against Tom Riddle, but Severus Snape taught me something at the very end of his life that I never really understood until that moment. Real love, true love will endure any amount of pain and sorrow because you can not erase it from your soul. That lesson is the reason I was able to face him. That lesson is the reason we are here holding our third son and our second born.

I would love for our son to have their legacy."

Ginny stared into the face of her son while her husband looked at hers waiting for her reply.

"Well, it is perfect that he has the very eyes that captured both your father and Snape's heart isn't it."

Harry looked quickly at his youngest son, seeing his open eyes for the very first time, a vivid, emerald green. He had Harry's eyes, he had his grandmother's eyes, the very eyes that Severus had begged to look into with his last breath.

The happiness in Ginny's sigh was unmistakable as she leaned down into Harry's arms to kiss the head of the baby boy.

"You are beautiful my precious little Albus Severus Potter."