NEXT CHAPPIE WHEEEEEE! sorry, I'm just really excited. I love the turns this story's taking, and hopefully, you do too! :D Soon you'll get to reacquaint yourselves with the Weasley family, as they make their appearances.

Disclaimer: I do not own HP. It belongs to J.K. Rowling. That being said, it drives me to DISTRACTION that I don't.


"Harry, you look like you're going to faint," Luna said, squeezing Harry's hand.

He really did. His face was turning paler and paler by the second and slowly becoming an unearthly shade of yellow. Beads of sweat began to gather on his upper lip and tears were trickling down his cheeks, unattended to.

"Luna, I'm going to be a father," Harry whispered. "That's a really big deal."

"Mate, that's a good thing," Seamus pointed out. "Soon, there'll be another little Potter-Weasley to join the flock."

"I'm worried about Gin," Harry squeaked.

"Harry, we're in Draco's clinic," Hermione said exasperatedly. "He's personally supervising the...er...proceedings. She's in the best hands right now."

"Why aren't you in there with her?" Lavender demanded.

"Drake said that if I go in there now, I'd probably faint, be sick, or come back out with some very personal injuries," Harry admitted sheepishly.

"Harry, that's the most idiotic thing I've ever heard," Hermione scorned. "You need to be with Ginny. And she needs you. Drake's just being a git."

"Wouldn't be the first time," Ron grunted from where he was standing. He'd insisted, being family, to accompany them to the clinic. Having no time to argue anyway. they just hurried Ginny away as soon as possible.

Hermione rolled her eyes, trying her level best to ignore the jibe. Try as she might, however, she couldn't let her retort slip by.

"Not as much as you ever were," she muttered, just loudly enough for her friends to hear. Ron scowled at her, but then suddenly seemed to recall why he was there in the first place. Hastily, he rearranged his expression into one of neutrality and placidity. If everyone wasn't already so angry at him, they would have found his arse-kissing rather amusing.

"I wonder who the baby will take after," Lavender mused to Harry, trying to ignore Ron's presence to the best of her abilities. Unfortunately, Harry had already gotten up and was making his way over to the obstetrics ward where Ginny was, mostly to escape the mounting awkwardness of the situation.

"I think it would be really cool if the kid got the Weasley hair and the Potter eyes," Seamus declared.

"Why on Earth?" Lavender asked.

"Because that way, the kid's ready for Christmas all year." Seamus answered comically.

Just as everyone (except Ronald) started laughing, Dean and Parvati Apparated in the corridor. They caught sight of their friends and came rushing towards them, not even stopping to acknowledge Ron.

"Kreacher just told us what was going on!" Dean cried.

"Yeah, we were going to come over for tea because we had a sudden cancellation," Parvati explained, panting a little.

"What exactly is it that you do?" Blaise asked, his lips turning up at the corners.

"Shut up, Blaise," Pansy snapped, rolling her eyes at her boyfriend.

"What's he doing here?" Dean demanded, pointing to Ron.

"Long story," Hermione sighed, running her hands through her hair. "But Ginny is his sister, so there's really not much we can do to keep him away."

"I'd like to see you try," Ron growled from where he stood. Dean glared at him and was about to retort when they were interrupted by a pale, sweaty, and rather shaken Draco.

"What's wrong?" Pansy asked worriedly.

"It's a boy!" Draco announced, his face breaking into a smile.

"Oh my goodness!" Hermione cried, leaping into his arms.

"I thought we already knew that," Blaise remarked, raising an eyebrow. "Isn't that sort of thing determined beforehand?"

"Mistakes can be made, Blaise," Pansy reminded him. Hermione was surprised. Her wizard friends had actually made attempts to study the Muggle world, and she was impressed at their knowledge.

"Let's go have a look then," Neville said, getting out of his seat.

"We'll be able to answer your question," Seamus said, nudging Lavender.

They all made their way excitedly into the war to congratulate the happy couple. Hermione was surprised to find that, upon entering, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were already there. Molly was clutching a squirming, gurgling bundle.

"Hermione, dear!" she cried, beaming as she padded over with the baby in her arms. "And Draco, darling!" She kissed both of them heartily on the cheek. "You are an angel!" she exclaimed, not letting go of the young Healer.

"Thanks, Molly," Draco replied with a grin.

"No, thank you!" Molly gushed. "Here, just look at this darling!" She tilted the baby's face into their view.

"Oh, he's so sweet!" Hermione cooed.

At this, the girls flocked over to fawn on the child. The boys rolled their eyes in exasperation, but were secretly charmed by the little bundle of joy.

The baby had wispy strands of Harry's raven hair and Ginny's warm, mischievous brown eyes. His skin was pale, but with two rosy patches brightening his cheeks. His small lips were turned up, as if he was amused by all the fuss the adults were making over him.

"He looks like he's planning a prank," Blaise observed.

"Yeah, maybe he'll take over the shop when he grows up," Seamus agreed, referring to Weasley's Wizard Wheezes.

"What are they naming him?" Lavender asked, gently caressing the baby's cheeks.

"James Sirius Potter," Harry announced, overhearing the question.

"It sounds perfect," Hermione exclaimed warmly.

"Oi, Drake and Herms, we've got a question for the both of you!" Ginny declared from the bed. Apparently, giving birth hadn't taken very much out of her.

"Yeah, what is it?" Draco asked curiously. Harry and Ginny glanced at each other and then back at the other two.

"Now, you don't have to say yes," Harry began nervously, "but since you're both amazing people, and you're so close to the family, we'd like you to be little James' godparents."

"We'll do it," Hermione and Draco chorused definitively.

"What the hell, mate?" Ron exploded from the corner of the ward.

"Ron, you're already his uncle!" Harry shot back.

"Yeah, unfortunately," Luna added dryly before she could stop herself.

"What, Loony?" Ron asked dangerously, grasping hold of the eccentric girl's wrist tightly.

"You let go of her!" Neville ordered.

"Or what, Longbottom?" Ron challenged.

In response, Neville punched Ron in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him.

"Welcome to the madhouse," Hermione said wryly to Baby James, who merely blinked up at her in confusion.


And ba-boom! That's the end of that...so far. As promised, the rest of the Weasleys will make their appearance in the next chapter...minus their respective better halves...except maybe Fleur...I haven't made up my mind yet. Well, stay tuned and keep reviewing!