From Birth: James Sirius Potter

A/N: I will try to update EVERDAY! At least, I'll try to update 2 chapters a day, as it's the 6 week holiday, but I can always try, although it might not be every day. I've been extra good and spaced out my work so it's easier to read for you, and excuse Fleur's bad accent But anyway, this is a Harry/Ginny pairings fic from that tells the pregnancy of James from Ginnys point of view. I hope people review and actually read this fanfiction.. With a romance and a bit of comedy! This is set in the year of 2005, making it 2013 when James is in second year at Hogwarts. Harry and Ginny are living in a flat, but I have something else in mind for later! ;) But on the brighter side- I just discovered I'm on a community! Thank you GinnyWeasley4eva8, who was kind enough to add me!

I figured that James would have been concieved around New Years, so sorry if I'm not accurate.

Disclaimer: Not mine, J. owns, but I own the plot and the plot bunnies escaped whilst I was camping in Silloth, a really great place near Scotland, and if anyone can give me a reason why I can't, please don't be afraid to review or PM me :) I don't bite, honest!

-Previously-

The Death- Eaters laughed, a malicious sound that echoed through the house. "NO!" Harry growled. This made them laugh even more. Yaxley pulled my baggy gray jumper over my head, twisting my arms back further. I yelped in agony. My tight tank top showed the little of my bump, only made it seem bigger. "Let's have some fun, shall we?"

He turned to me, eyes sparking with hate and delight as he drew his wand.

"Crucio!"

I screamed, a blood-curdling scream that rang through the old house, echoing down the hall. It felt like thousands of knives were being stuck into me, slicing at my skin. I couldn't breathe, the pain was surreal. I could hear Harry struggling, shouting my name. I saw darkness, flashes of light. My vision was blurred with tears as I screamed out for Harry, wanting this to end. After what seemed like forever, the cure was lifted. I lay panting on the floor, breathing heavily, my arms wrapped around my abdomen, hoping my baby was okay, that he hadn't had to suffer.

Yaxley had another spell upp his sleeve. "Deprimo!" He sneered, and I felt a heavy pressure pushing down me, like someone was trying to psh me under the floor. Suddenly, I was uncomfortable, and it felt like someone was holding me down, digging nails into my hands, my legs, my chest, my stomach. I cried out. I couldn't bear it. It was torture.

It was hell. Hell on Earth. I couldn't breath, I couldn't see, there was too much pressure.

Something cracked, and a great pain was sent through me. I screamed, but I couldn't move. Something was broken inside me. Then it stopped. it just stopped. Everything was gone. It was dark, and I heard a door open. I heard shouts and pops are people apparated. I felt arms around me. "GINNY!" Someone screamed. That voice, that voice was like velvet. It was perfect, it was bliss. It was his voice. My Harry. I had to open my eyes. "GINNY!" Sobs wretched through my chest. I couldn't see! I couldn't see him, couldn't make him better, comfort him. "MOLLY! MOLLY, DO SOMETHING! PLEASE!" He cried.

I heard heavy breathing, and cool hands on my hot forhead. "Ferula" Mums voice was soft and calm. I felt the broken bones tighten and bandage. "Wingardium Leviosa" I was lifted into the air, Harrys arms still around me.

When I woke up, I was in a light room , with clean sheets and screens around the bed. Someone was holding my hand. I looked over to see Harry. I smiled weakly, and he squeezed my hand. "I missed you" He murmed. "I missed you too" I paused. "How long was I out for?" He sighed. "2 weeks?" He stated uncertainly. "2 WEEKS?" I raised my voice, and instantly regretted it.

My throat stung. "Hey now, it's just as well. You're better now,we can go home!" He smiled, and I couldn't help but smile back. I moved around the bed, and swung my legs over the side. "How bad was I?" I asked quietly. He winced. "You had 3 broken ribs and a broken back from the deprimo. You was on a drip for he first few days. Baby is fine now, but he was stressed before. If Kreacher hadn't alerted the Order, he may not have made it." It was my turn to wince.

"Thank Merlin for Kreacher." I muttered. "Oh Harry! It's all my fault! If... If I hadn't... if I hadn't have read that spell, we wouldn't be here, I...I-" Harry cut me off with a kiss. "Shh Gin, It's not your fault. It was an accident. I love you, Ginny. We're here today, Babys fine. "

"It's perfect." I murmed. Harry moved onto the bed so I could lie against his chest. "Almost" He murmed into my hair. "Almost?" I asked suprised. "We need to give baby a name. We can't call him baby all the time!" Harry said softly. We sat in silence for a few minutes.

"What about the two men who meant alot to you?" I asked Harry. "Who?" He asked. "The two men who you wanted to know, but couldn't really? In honour of them." "Who do you mean?" Harry asked, his eyes filling with tears. "The two men who I would of wanted to know ALOT better?" he asked. I nodded, my eyes were blurred with tears of understanding.

"James Sirius"