"We're naming him Frederick Arthur, Harry."
"No, it's going to be Albus Severus, Ginny." Harry Potter looked at his wife from his end of the little table, a determined expression on his face. Ginny returned the look, a bit more fiercely. "You got to name James, so I get to name this one. And his name is Frederick Arthur."
"Who names their kid Frederick?" Harry asked, pushing his glasses up his nose.
"My parents did," Ginny replied. "And who names their kid Albus Severus?" Harry didn't have an answer for that. Ginny smirked triumphantly.
"Tell you what." Said Harry, standing up. "Let's play a game. The winner names the kid." Ginny glared at him.
"What kind of game?"
"Tic Tac Toe."
To Harry's disgust, Ginny burst into wild fits of laughter. "Are... you... serious?" She shrieked between laughs.
"What's wrong with Tic Tac Toe?" He asked, hurt.
Ginny calmed down quite a bit before she answered. "Nothing, I suppose. But why Tic Tac Toe? It's so easy."
"We could always play Wizard Chess, y'know."
She sucked at Chess of any kind.
"No. Tic Tac Toe is good."
Harry grinned. "Alright then, best three out of four."
Ginny rolled her eyes. "You're on.
xXx
Harry and Ginny were deep into the fifth game. Harry won the first and fourth, Ginny the second and third. The pressure was intense on both of them. Not a word was spoken as they scratched their x's and o's onto the parchment, they just occasionally glared at each other in between moves. At last, Harry threw down his quill in triumph, the smile on his face spreading from ear to ear. "I win! Albus Severus it is!"
Ginny stared at the parchment in disbelief. She lost. Her baby was going to be named after a crazy old dead guy and another dead guy who never washed his hair. Sure, Frederick was the name of a dead guy, but he wasn't crazy and he washed his hair... usually. She patted her swollen belly and whispered, "I'm so sorry, kiddo."
-End
