Harry smiled, everything in his life was great. He had a family. Looking at Ginny made his heart fill with love. She was helping Hermione finish putting the last box of books into the bookshelf. Ron and Hermione had gotten back from their honeymoon two weeks ago. Ginny's stomach was round and in less then a month he'd be a father.
"Gin you really don't need to help. You should be relaxing." Hermione said.
"If one more person tells me to lay down…" she stopped, breathing deep, "sorry but do you know what it's like to have to lay in bed for HOURS?"
" I just want to make sure my sister and niece or nephew stay healthy."
Ginny hugged her. " I know but please stop worrying."
" Fine." Hermione picked up the empty box and walked to the back door to throw it at Ron.
" Hey!"
" One more" Hermione said laughing. The box had hit him on the head.
Harry walked over to Ginny as she sat on the couch and wrapped his arms around her. "How are you feeling?"
" Good. A little tired."
" Do you want to go home?"
"Maybe in a little while. They promised to feed us."
1 week later
Ginny woke to an odd sensation. Switching on her lamp, she pulled her covers back. "Oh god." Rolling over she shook Harry's shoulder, "Harry! Harry get up!"
He mumbled as he rolled over, "hmm, Gin it's the middle of the night."
" Harry get up the baby's coming!"
"What?" his eyes flew open. "We still have three weeks."
" Not anymore. Come on we need to go." That's when the first contraction hit. "oh my…."
" Gin?"
"Contraction" she said as she breathed out
2 hours later
The waiting room was packed with Weasleys. That's when they say Harry walking down the hallway with a blue bundle in his hands. " Say hello to James Arthur Potter." everyone broke out into congratulations. Molly come to stand by Harry. "He's adorable! He has Ginny's eyes…. Aww. My I hold him?"
" Of coarse, you're his grandma." Harry said as he handed his son to her. ' My son' he thought. It gave him so much joy. Molly handed the baby over to her husband while asking if she could go see her daughter. Harry nodded. " Thank you. It means so much that you gave him my name." Arthur said cradling his grandson.
"Of coarse we did."
Harry took his son back and told everyone to head home. He walked back into Ginny's room as Molly was leaving. " Look after them?"
" I always will"
Molly slipped out and Harry gave their son to Ginny. " I love you." he whispered as he kissed her. " Me or the baby?" She joked. She knew the answer. " They say all three of us can go home tomorrow. But I have to be in bed for a couple days. She made a face.
"That's fine. I'll take care of both of you."
" Harry are you sure?"
" Yes, love."