Harry's POV-

I wake up, I look around I see white walls and hear babies screaming! I don't know where I am, and I begin to think of worse case scenarios; which is Voldemort's supporters brought me here to torture me but then I remember Ginny's water broke.

I quickly jump up and notice that Ginny is right next to me, I mean right next to me. I summon a chair and sit next to her. Sweat is on her head, hairs everywhere.

I hold her hand and tell her to listen to the healers.

''You tell me to listen to the healers, while you just sit there,'' Ginny hissed very dangerously.

''Come on Mrs Potter, only one more push we can see the head,'' Said one of the healers.

In one second Ginny screams and wailing erupts the room. Out comes a baby, my baby, and from what I can see, my son.

''Do you want to cut the cord Mr Potter?,'' asked an healer.

I nod because I can't seriously trust myself to speak.

I cut it and the same healer comes back with my son, freshly clean ad bathed. She passes him to me and when I pick him up its the best feeling ever, his light weight is like picking up a snitch.

James already has the Potter hair, sticking out everywhere. He opens one eye and I see he has Ginny's eyes.

''Harry, pass him to me you go on get some food,'' Ginny whispers hoarsely.

I pass James to her and kiss her forehead, when I was about to walk out the door I hear.

''FERRET, DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME TO CALM DOWN,'' screams a very familiar voice, a voice I haven't heard over 7 years. Right there I thought I was going to faint AGAIN.