Note: This was ready a while ago, but I hadn't much courage to continue posting because I didn't get any more than 1 response. Then I thought maybe if I get going people will be more active with the story. Please feel free to give any review! I hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: You all know I don't own any of the characters; they are my puppets for the time being. Other than that: Albus was two years at the timen(According to what J.K. wrote) . He does seem older here, yes, I'm aware. It's because I like to think he was older at the moment. He's about 3 to 4 years old here, maybe younger, which makes James a little older than he really is at the instance. James is around 7 years old at the moment. Too much older? Alright, 5 to 6!

I didn't make them grow older than they are. It's just to build their characters.

They all arrived. Harry was still glaring at the door as if some horrific scene was happening there. They greeted Harry and comforted him; he hugged his kids and kissed their foreheads, "It'll all be alright. Soon enough you'll hear your brother or sister's first cry!" he whispered sitting on a chair with his children on his lap.

"Can I get to my daughter, please? I'm positive she'll need me. After all the things Harry has been through, he fears watching his wife giving birth! Excuse me nurse, her husband isn't in, at least I'm there for her!" Molly requested blabbering.

"Sure. You may get in there." The nurse replied guiding her.

Harry felt someone patting over his shoulder, he looked up smiling. His face's emotions changed. He looked blank and shocked. Harry gave his children a sort of look that said: Go-Play-I'll-Call-You-Later and stood up still astonished.

"Don't be rude, Potter. I came for you. I mean no harm, as a friend, you know! Well, we got to keep everything aside!" The tall, blonde man exclaimed.

"No, I mean, I was just shocked. It's just that, you're the last person I thought I'd see. Thank you, Malfoy, I really appreciate it." Harry smiled to Draco and his wife Astoria.

"When is the new Potter coming?"

"I don't know, I think it must be some few minutes later. She's been there for long!" he explained.

"Won't you introduce me to your children properly? Where's Ron by the way? I have to tell him something! If I know him well, he won't be pleased," Draco said with a wide grin.

"Al, James, come here. Ron, you too!" He yelled to his children where they were playing with their cousins, and then turned to Ron.

"Me? Who's that anyway? Not the doctor is it?" Ron asked as he marched towards Harry, "Oh, it's you." He didn't take the effort to smile, he looked blank and bored.

"Hello, Weasley. How are you? I hear about Rose too much!" Draco offered a hand to Ron. And Harry looked at him with a look that tells him to do it, and so he did.

"From your boy? Great, I suppose? What about?" Ron spoke trying to look as mush as uninterested as he could.

"Well, it seems they're friends? They meet up somewhere in a garden or where ever! Where's your son? And her? Scorpius is at home, didn't think the kids would be here." And he continued, "Hello, you'd be James? And you're?" He asked the question but faced his wife and said, "Astoria, this is Hermione. She's a great person. You two may get along, I suppose!" he pointed at Hermione letting her know.

Astoria was shy, Hermione thought she'd talk to her and they soon felt comfortable. Both of them.

Draco and Harry looked back down at Al.

"I'm Albus Severus Potter." Al said. And then turned to his dad whispering, "Who's this daddy?"

"He's an old school friend. Draco Malfoy! Don't you know his boy? Scorpius? " Harry had spoken rather louder than Albus had thought he will, he just wanted a quick explanation in a murmur! And as Harry spoke he remembered their memories together at Hogwarts.

"I know him, father. We didn't really get along," replied James.

"James!" Harry gave him a strict look.

"What? He doesn't like my pranks! I'm a great prankster, I want to grow to be Uncle George!"

Draco merely laughed, while Harry stared at his son smiling. Draco opened his mouth to speak. Abruptly, a delighted nurse, the same one that escorted Mrs. Weasley in, burst out of the room where Mrs. Weasley went to her daughter. "Mr. Potter. You've got a new daughter!"

Harry was relieved.

"Where's mummy?" Albus innocently asked.

"Inside, Al! Where else?" James spoke, "Excuse me, Can we get in?"

But soon his voice was drowned by Granny Weasley.

"Oh aren't you so cute!" Mrs. Weasley said to her new granddaughter as she stepped out the room, then she faced Harry, "Here's the new member of the Potter family! What are you going to name her?"

He obviously didn't hear her, he was eager to cuddle his daughter. Harry carefully took his descendant into his loving arms and everybody congratulated him. First, was Ron, "Girls are hard, mate. But they'll mostly be with their mothers! Good job!"

Harry was evidently not giving anyone any consideration; he was scrutinizing his newly born offspring. She hadn't much hair, but yet beautiful. She had bright red hair, and she quite prettily resembled her mother. Her eyes were closed and that he didn't like. He wanted to know if she had his mother's eyes. Lily's. But he didn't mind if she had Ginny's. He always liked those coffee-colored eyes. Harry's eyes stayed fixed on his daughter as his focus was blurred, and what he now sees was only memories of pictures Mrs. Weasley has shown him of baby Ginny. He was glad his little daughter resembled Ginevra. As he drew a swift smile of admiration, he heard Mr. Weasley amusingly say, "Oh, I know how it's like to have your first daughter! But it's less delightful for you since it's your third kid not the seventh!"

Harry said nothing but smiled.

Hermione had a tear roll down her cheek and quickly rub it off by her sleeve; she was touched by the moment. She always wanted to see Harry's daughter, she couldn't define why.

"I did notice that, Hermione!" Ron said giving her a charming smile.

She chuckled, then took what looked like an old coin out of her purse and yelled facing the man who's still amused at the new born held in his loving arms, "Harry? What are you going to name her? I'll notify the rest of the D.A. , they'd love to come and congratulate their head DADA trainer!"

Harry lifted his head up finally, and saw what he comprehended to be the D.A.'s enchanted galleons. Harry was seeing Hermione but he wasn't actually looking, he was thinking about a name. It suddenly hit him so sharply and it seemed too palpable as if it was destined to be since forever, but he wanted to ask Ginny first. "I don't know, Hermione. I want to talk with Ginny first. Just –just tell them I have a new baby girl." As he said that he felt his heart pounding more with joy. "We'll decide later. We'll probably notify them about it when we decide it."

"Alright," Hermione spoke. "Congratulations, Harry, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Everyone!" and she proceeded her work to alert the members of the D.A. .

"Thank you. It'd be lovely to see them. Thank you, Hermione." He said that and kneeled down to Albus and James. "This is… your sister. You'll treat her like a princess, as you guys are princes! And James, don't start with your pranks! At least wait till she's some years older!"

"But dad, that's too far!" said James rather smiling, "I think it'll do it with old Albus!"

"Dad, James is-," then he thought again, I don't want to bother about James today, I have a new sister, "And she's beautiful" he continued the sentence out loud. All three nodded smiling.

"Let us get inside," said Mr. Weasley, "Ginny ought to be waiting. Poor thing, might be in pain." He said that curiously glancing at both Harry and Molly. It was actually a question.