Seconds later the two men appeared in different areas of the hospital. Remus was at the front desk. Harry hadn't wasted any time and was already walking through the doors of the emergency room.

A healer spotted them and came hurrying over. "My name is Healer Kellsly. What's she having?"

"I don't know but," Harry heard Ginny whimper and started to panic. "But she needs help fast."

Healer Kellsly brought a stretcher and Harry laid Ginny down on it. The healer quickly pushed her away into a separate room. Harry made to follow, but another healer stopped him.

"New rules," He grunted. "No 'un but Mungo's 'ployees 'lowed in a' hospi'al rooms 'cause o' safety resuns'."

"She's my wife!"

"Sorry buddy."

Harry felt his feet leave the ground. The healer levitated him out of the emergency room and out into the hall before shutting the doors and magically locking them so no one but trained Mediwizards or Mediwitches could enter.

Harry sighed and went to sit down but suddenly he remembered Hermione. He ran to the front desk to ask where she was.

"Room six-four-four. In our In-patients emergency ward. Magical eighth floor." She flicked her wand and an elevator appeared. Inside was only one button. Eight. He pressed it, the doors shut, and then they reopened to reveal a new area, the eighth floor. He saw Remus sitting in a chair against the wall and walked over to him.

"Is she okay?"

"They're not sure. Ginny?"

"In the emergency ward."

Lupin smiled at Harry. "I want you to know how proud I am of you today Harry. In a few hours, you'll be experiencing one of the most wonderful feelings in the world, fatherhood."

"But you weren't ever a father. How could you know?"

"The way James described it when he saw you."

An hour later a healer hurried toward them. "Are you Mr. Potter?" She asked, holding a clipboard between her hands and scribbling something down.

"Yes. What's going on?"

"Mrs. Potter has given birth."

Harry jumped up. "AND YOU DIDN'T COME AND GET ME FOR THE BIRTH!"

"Please, Mr. Potter. New rules and regulations forbid it. Also, I'm afraid I have to be the bearer of some dreadful news."

The color in Harry's face quickly drained. "What's wrong with Ginny?"

"Sir,"

"What's wrong with the baby?"

"Sir, I'm sorry. The baby is dead."

Harry felt his heart skip a beat. All that work and preperation. What about Ginny? All that pain, for nothing?

"May I see Ginny?"

"There's more, I'm afraid. Mrs. Potter has suffered massive blood lose I'm afraid she might not make it."

Harry couldn't stand it. There couldn't be anything wrong with Ginny. He had already had his baby taken away from him. Why Ginny too? "I'm going to see her." He apparated in the emergency room, right next to her bed.

"Harry?" She croaked. Her clothes, which he guessed were supposed to be white, were a dark red. Her face was whiter than the sheets. "Harry, before I go-yes, I know I'm not going to make it. I had a vision of sorts but that's not the point-Harry, I want you to know I love you. And I don't want you to mourn the rest of you're life. You need to realize that the ones you love never truly leave you, and Harry? I'm never leaving you." Her voice faded and her eyes started to close.

"I love you too Gin. I love you more than anything in the world." And a moment before she was gone he kissed her passionately. He felt her kiss him back, but slowly she pulled away…and passed on.