Time jumps a bit the next few chapters... this is so that I can get to my actual story I want to tell later on about Lyn and Harry. So, hang with me. Hope you guys are still enjoying. Send reviews please!

Chapter 29

It had been three months since Harry and Evelyn had been married. They were settling into married life easily. Harry had started training to become an Auror and Lyn had managed to get a job working for the Defensive Magic Department. Things were starting to fall into a pleasant routine.

Lyn was cooking dinner in the kitchen of Grimmauld Place. Her wand was waving every which way to make the potatoes peel themselves, the table to be set, and the soup to be stirred. When the soup sloshed over the edge of the pot Lyn quickly cleaned it up with another swish of her wand. She was feeling quite nervous at that moment. She wasn't sure how to go about telling Harry the news. What if he didn't want this? We never expected this to happen so quickly, Lyn thought. She worried about the future. Much was still uncertain. Lyn heard the front door squeak open at Harry's arrival, and her heart started pounding.

Harry walked into the house to the smell of simmering soup and slightly burnt potatoes. He went into the kitchen and saw Lyn standing by the table filling glasses with pumpkin juice. Her cheeks were pink from the heat of the stove and a few curls that had escaped her ponytail laid gently on her forehead. Harry was glad to see that she was looking well. He had been worried about her recently. Lyn had been feeling tired a lot lately and she didn't seem to have much of an appetite. Harry hurried over to her and kissed her lightly, "Hello wife."

Lyn smiled. She hadn't gotten used to being called his wife yet, and it gave her goosebumps every time he said it. In fact, a few days after being married Harry was introducing her to the Head of the Auror Department and when Harry had said, 'This is my wife, Evelyn', She had such a look of surprise and delight that the man asked Lyn if she had been present at the wedding. Lyn had blushed and apologized to the man. Harry had found it highly amusing and adorable. He had proved it to her later that night.

The two sat down to eat and Harry could tell that something was on Lyn's mind. She was pushing her food around her plate and avoiding eye contact with him. "What are you thinking about?" Harry ventured.

"Well," Lyn said, her heart pounding, "What would you say if in a few months I took some time off work?"

"I thought you liked your job?" Harry said surprised.

"No, I do …" Lyn was trying to find the words.

"But?" Harry prompted.

"But I think that I'd like to spend most of my time with the baby," Lyn said quietly.

At first it seemed that Harry had not heard what she had said, but soon his face changed to utter astonishment. "What?…Did you say?...Are you?...Are we?..." Harry could do nothing but stammer. His brain was having trouble contemplating what Lyn was trying to tell him.

Lyn was not sure she liked his response and looking Harry in the eyes said, "Yes, I'm pregnant. You're going to be a father. We are going to be parents Harry." Lyn couldn't help but let a small smile cross her face. She hadn't believed it when the doctor had told her, but saying the words out loud to her husband made it all seem real.

Harry just sat for a while staring into Lyn's glistening blue eyes. Then to Lyn's surprise, Harry leapt from his chair. Before Lyn knew what had happened, Harry had lifted her into his arms, holding her close. Harry stood back and looked into his wife's face. She never looked so beautiful to him.

"Then it's alright?" Lyn asked smiling.

"Yes! This is wonderful news," Harry said. Then his face changed from joy to an expression of worry. "You're alight aren't you?"

"Of course I am. The doctor said everything was normal. And if you think you can push me around and make me sit with my feet up for nine months, than you have another thing coming." Lyn laughed and gave Harry a big hug. "Sorry about the potatoes being a little over done, but I had other things on my mind."

Harry kissed her passionately and said, "Of course my love."

Harry was still in a bit of shock over the news. He could see the happiness in Lyn's face and wasn't about to ruin that. However, Harry felt as if another weight had been loaded on his shoulders. Now he had to worry about protecting a child as well as his precious wife. The war was still going on. Things were getting worse by the day. It was only a matter of time before Harry would have to face Voldemort. If anything happened to his family Harry wasn't sure he would be able to live with himself.

Five months into Lyn's pregnancy Hermione announced that she too was expecting a child. Ron and Harry often found their wives sitting together discussing 'baby things'. To their great relief they were not invited to join in. While their wives discussed the future with children, Harry and Ron often discussed the war and its impending effect on both their lives.

A few months went by and Lyn was due to have their baby in just two weeks' time. She had quit her job at the ministry, which made Harry rather anxious. When Lyn was at the Ministry he could pop in on her and see how she was doing. Now, he had to send about ten owls a day to her at home. Harry had enjoyed watching his wife's stomach become rounder and rounder with each passing month. These days her stomach was quite large and Harry could tell that Lyn was uncomfortable. She had taken to waddling when she walked and her back was arched at such an angle that Harry was surprised she could stand at all. Sleeping was proving almost impossible for both of them. Lyn tossed and turned with aches and pains and Harry was a fit of nerves. They had discovered that the child was a girl and upon discussing names Evelyn had said, "What if we name her after your mother?" Harry had been touched deeply by the thought and readily agreed.

On a cold February night Harry was roughly awaken by Lyn shaking his shoulder, gasping, "Harry, it's time."

Harry jumped out of bed and began gathering their stuff. He helped Lyn down the stairs. It was a slow process. They had to pause several times while pain wracked Lyn's body as each contraction hit her. They used the floo to get to St. Mangos. Just four hours later, at 5am that morning, Harry became the proud father of a beautiful baby girl named Lily Amelia Potter.

A few months later Hermione gave birth to a little boy named John Arthur Weasley.

Harry stood in his room at Grimmauld Place rocking his 6 month old daughter to sleep. Her tiny little body was curled up against his chest. He could hardly believe it was real. His gaze went to the bed where Lyn was sleeping soundly. She looked more beautiful to him now than the day she had married him. Harry had been in awe at the strength of his wife while bringing their child into the world. All his happiness was because of her. A deep love and contentment settled on Harry in that moment. For now, life was perfect. It would not, however, remain so.