Birthday Surprises Chapter 39
Usual disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue. Please. Wish it were mine though. Ah, if only. Lolly, xxx.
Hello again, and thank you to everyone who reviewed! Once again, I had great fun reading them. I hope you like this chapter - I had great fun writing this bit. Anyway, on with the story...
It seemed like forever before they headed back to the Burrow, and they were the first to arrive. Harry dashed up the stairs immediately, and Ginny followed him a moment later. Bill sat in the kitchen, watching as his mother bustled about the kitchen. At one point, he thought he heard a baby crying, but it stopped a second later, and he was sure he was imagining it. He sat with his mother for a while before the others started to arrive, his father first.
"Ah, Molly. Ginny agreed then, did she?"
"Yes. Harry convinced her, I think. Anyway, I think everything's ok."
"Good. So, what time are we expecting the others?"
"Any time now." Molly replied, just as there was a pop. Charlie had appeared. Fred and George were next, before finally a harassed looking Percy turned up. "Ron, dear, would you be a dear and tell Harry and Ginny that everyone's here?"
"Wouldn't it be easier for all of us to go up there?" Ron asked.
"Yes, yes, you may be right. Well, you go up and tell them that we'll be up in a moment." Ron obediently disappeared.
"Mother, is this really necessary? I'm needed at the Ministry." Percy said.
"It most certainly is necessary." Molly said, looking slightly dangerous. Percy knew better than to argue. "Right, let's go on up." She said, leading the way to the stairs. Bill and Charlie exchanged looks before following.
***
"You ready?" Harry asked Ginny, as Ron came up the stairs, telling them that it was time. Ginny looked up at him and smiled.
"As I'll ever be." She said. Harry grinned back before turning back to the crib.
"You're going to meet all your Uncles soon." He murmured. Leah screwed her face up, and Harry laughed. "Yeah, just you wait, honey." He said.
***
Molly and Arthur were the first to enter the room, and saw that both Harry and Ginny were standing beside the cot. Bill and Charlie and the others came in too, and stopped dead.
"What's going on?" Charlie asked in a strangely choked voice.
"Meet your two nephews and your niece." Molly said proudly.
"Two nephews and a niece? Gin?"
"Yeah, Eleanor, Samuel and Andrew - otherwise known as Leah, Sam and Andy."
"Leah?" Bill asked.
"Yeah. Not my girlfriend - my daughter."
"Your daughter? Yours and Ginny's?"
"Yes."
"Mum?"
"What dear?"
"Aren't you the slightest bit annoyed? If I'd have gotten one of my girlfriends pregnant at seventeen, I'd have gotten a right earful about my behaviour!" Charlie looked as if he was ready to take out the Boy-Who- Lived with his bare hands.
"I didn't exactly get Ginny pregnant." Harry murmured in protest.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Bill asked.
"Hey, you might want to listen to him before acting like a prat." Ron advised.
"Thanks mate." Harry said gratefully. "Neither me nor Ginny had any idea about this - it was the Ministry's idea."
"What?" Percy was swelling indignantly, and Harry bit back a smile as Ginny rolled her eyes.
"Yes, the Ministry. They seemed to think that it was - unrealistic - to pin Voldemort all on me, so they decided to take some of my DNA - without my permission - and create children. They got a little more than they expected, and after all that, they found out that my children aren't any more use to the war than anyone else is."
"What?"
"I'm the only one who can get rid of Voldemort - the Ministry thought it had something to do with the bloodline or something, so they gave me children. Tonks carried them."
"Tonks? So how does Ginny fit into this?"
"They tested for compatibility. Apparently we're pretty well suited. So they stole some of my DNA too."
"How well suited?"
"Well enough." Molly said, cutting in.
"This is madness." Charlie muttered.
"You're telling me." Harry said, at exactly the same time as Ginny. Leah began to cry then, and Harry picked her up to hush her. She looked at the others with startling green eyes, and no one seemed totally dry-eyed.
***
Ginny smiled at Harry, and immediately saw that he wasn't paying attention - his eyes were on Hermione, and he followed her relentlessly with his eyes.
"I'll be back in a minute." He said to her, heading towards Hermione. Ginny watched as he said something to her, and they walked out of the room into the hall.
"Hey, Ginny, what's going to happen when you and Harry are back at Hogwarts?"
"Harry's head boy - they'll stay with him." Ginny said.
"What about you?"
"What about me?" "Well you're their mother - shouldn't they stay with you?"
"No - Harry's amazing with them, besides, I don't think the girls in my dorm would be too pleased with three kids screaming in the middle of the night."
"Hey! I heard that, and would like to defend them by saying that they only scream at three in the morning!" Harry called from outside. Everyone laughed.
"So you aren't going to be living in Harry's room?"
"I don't think the headmaster or Professor McGonagall would be too pleased if I did, but no, I'll just visit them."
"I could look after them here." Molly suggested. Ginny shook her head vehemently. That would kill Harry. "No, Harry's capable of looking after them - he has been since his birthday. I don't think he'd know what to do if he didn't have the kids to look after."
"Besides, they aren't used to their huge extended family yet." Harry said, "They'd scream the house down."
"Aww, I don't know about that." Fred said, heading towards Leah, who yelled in protest.
"Oh yeah - there's a new condition on that money I gave you." Harry said.
"You're going to take our offer?" George asked excitedly.
"No - no tricks are played on my children until they are - a year old at least."
"Aww, he's such a spoilsport." Fred sighed.
"So, when are they getting their first broomsticks?" Charlie asked. Harry glanced guiltily from Ginny to Molly.
"Erm.I have them already." Harry admitted.
"That's what you two were doing in Quality Quidditch Supplies earlier!" Bill said.
"Yeah."
"Let's see them then." Harry went over to his trunk and pulled out the three identical, tiny broomsticks.
"These are amazing." Ron said, picking them up. "Must have cost a packet." There was an awkward silence, before Molly snatched up the broomstick from his hands.
"Are you sure these are safe?"
"Yeah. Besides, I'm banned from letting them ride them until they're six months old." Harry said miserably.
"Says who?" Ron demanded.
"Ginny."
"Oh. Well..we'll find a way around that."
"I don't doubt it." Ginny said, looking from Harry's mischievous expression to Ron's.
"I already know a way around it." Harry said very quietly.
"Just you be careful with my grandchildren, Harry." Arthur said, before Molly could protest.
"I will be." Harry promised.
***
Hermione was smiling when she had returned from the hall - Ginny wondered what Harry had said.
"I asked her to be their godmother - you don't mind, do you?" Harry said, as if he had been reading her mind.
"No, I couldn't think of anyone better. You want to ask Ron to be godfather?"
"Yeah - and.what about Remus? I mean, I know he's a werewolf, but."
"I think Remus is perfect for the job." Ginny said. "I'll ask Ron if you ask Remus - speaking of Remus, where is he?"
"I think he went out for a bit. I'll go and see if he's back yet."
Usual disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue. Please. Wish it were mine though. Ah, if only. Lolly, xxx.
Hello again, and thank you to everyone who reviewed! Once again, I had great fun reading them. I hope you like this chapter - I had great fun writing this bit. Anyway, on with the story...
It seemed like forever before they headed back to the Burrow, and they were the first to arrive. Harry dashed up the stairs immediately, and Ginny followed him a moment later. Bill sat in the kitchen, watching as his mother bustled about the kitchen. At one point, he thought he heard a baby crying, but it stopped a second later, and he was sure he was imagining it. He sat with his mother for a while before the others started to arrive, his father first.
"Ah, Molly. Ginny agreed then, did she?"
"Yes. Harry convinced her, I think. Anyway, I think everything's ok."
"Good. So, what time are we expecting the others?"
"Any time now." Molly replied, just as there was a pop. Charlie had appeared. Fred and George were next, before finally a harassed looking Percy turned up. "Ron, dear, would you be a dear and tell Harry and Ginny that everyone's here?"
"Wouldn't it be easier for all of us to go up there?" Ron asked.
"Yes, yes, you may be right. Well, you go up and tell them that we'll be up in a moment." Ron obediently disappeared.
"Mother, is this really necessary? I'm needed at the Ministry." Percy said.
"It most certainly is necessary." Molly said, looking slightly dangerous. Percy knew better than to argue. "Right, let's go on up." She said, leading the way to the stairs. Bill and Charlie exchanged looks before following.
***
"You ready?" Harry asked Ginny, as Ron came up the stairs, telling them that it was time. Ginny looked up at him and smiled.
"As I'll ever be." She said. Harry grinned back before turning back to the crib.
"You're going to meet all your Uncles soon." He murmured. Leah screwed her face up, and Harry laughed. "Yeah, just you wait, honey." He said.
***
Molly and Arthur were the first to enter the room, and saw that both Harry and Ginny were standing beside the cot. Bill and Charlie and the others came in too, and stopped dead.
"What's going on?" Charlie asked in a strangely choked voice.
"Meet your two nephews and your niece." Molly said proudly.
"Two nephews and a niece? Gin?"
"Yeah, Eleanor, Samuel and Andrew - otherwise known as Leah, Sam and Andy."
"Leah?" Bill asked.
"Yeah. Not my girlfriend - my daughter."
"Your daughter? Yours and Ginny's?"
"Yes."
"Mum?"
"What dear?"
"Aren't you the slightest bit annoyed? If I'd have gotten one of my girlfriends pregnant at seventeen, I'd have gotten a right earful about my behaviour!" Charlie looked as if he was ready to take out the Boy-Who- Lived with his bare hands.
"I didn't exactly get Ginny pregnant." Harry murmured in protest.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Bill asked.
"Hey, you might want to listen to him before acting like a prat." Ron advised.
"Thanks mate." Harry said gratefully. "Neither me nor Ginny had any idea about this - it was the Ministry's idea."
"What?" Percy was swelling indignantly, and Harry bit back a smile as Ginny rolled her eyes.
"Yes, the Ministry. They seemed to think that it was - unrealistic - to pin Voldemort all on me, so they decided to take some of my DNA - without my permission - and create children. They got a little more than they expected, and after all that, they found out that my children aren't any more use to the war than anyone else is."
"What?"
"I'm the only one who can get rid of Voldemort - the Ministry thought it had something to do with the bloodline or something, so they gave me children. Tonks carried them."
"Tonks? So how does Ginny fit into this?"
"They tested for compatibility. Apparently we're pretty well suited. So they stole some of my DNA too."
"How well suited?"
"Well enough." Molly said, cutting in.
"This is madness." Charlie muttered.
"You're telling me." Harry said, at exactly the same time as Ginny. Leah began to cry then, and Harry picked her up to hush her. She looked at the others with startling green eyes, and no one seemed totally dry-eyed.
***
Ginny smiled at Harry, and immediately saw that he wasn't paying attention - his eyes were on Hermione, and he followed her relentlessly with his eyes.
"I'll be back in a minute." He said to her, heading towards Hermione. Ginny watched as he said something to her, and they walked out of the room into the hall.
"Hey, Ginny, what's going to happen when you and Harry are back at Hogwarts?"
"Harry's head boy - they'll stay with him." Ginny said.
"What about you?"
"What about me?" "Well you're their mother - shouldn't they stay with you?"
"No - Harry's amazing with them, besides, I don't think the girls in my dorm would be too pleased with three kids screaming in the middle of the night."
"Hey! I heard that, and would like to defend them by saying that they only scream at three in the morning!" Harry called from outside. Everyone laughed.
"So you aren't going to be living in Harry's room?"
"I don't think the headmaster or Professor McGonagall would be too pleased if I did, but no, I'll just visit them."
"I could look after them here." Molly suggested. Ginny shook her head vehemently. That would kill Harry. "No, Harry's capable of looking after them - he has been since his birthday. I don't think he'd know what to do if he didn't have the kids to look after."
"Besides, they aren't used to their huge extended family yet." Harry said, "They'd scream the house down."
"Aww, I don't know about that." Fred said, heading towards Leah, who yelled in protest.
"Oh yeah - there's a new condition on that money I gave you." Harry said.
"You're going to take our offer?" George asked excitedly.
"No - no tricks are played on my children until they are - a year old at least."
"Aww, he's such a spoilsport." Fred sighed.
"So, when are they getting their first broomsticks?" Charlie asked. Harry glanced guiltily from Ginny to Molly.
"Erm.I have them already." Harry admitted.
"That's what you two were doing in Quality Quidditch Supplies earlier!" Bill said.
"Yeah."
"Let's see them then." Harry went over to his trunk and pulled out the three identical, tiny broomsticks.
"These are amazing." Ron said, picking them up. "Must have cost a packet." There was an awkward silence, before Molly snatched up the broomstick from his hands.
"Are you sure these are safe?"
"Yeah. Besides, I'm banned from letting them ride them until they're six months old." Harry said miserably.
"Says who?" Ron demanded.
"Ginny."
"Oh. Well..we'll find a way around that."
"I don't doubt it." Ginny said, looking from Harry's mischievous expression to Ron's.
"I already know a way around it." Harry said very quietly.
"Just you be careful with my grandchildren, Harry." Arthur said, before Molly could protest.
"I will be." Harry promised.
***
Hermione was smiling when she had returned from the hall - Ginny wondered what Harry had said.
"I asked her to be their godmother - you don't mind, do you?" Harry said, as if he had been reading her mind.
"No, I couldn't think of anyone better. You want to ask Ron to be godfather?"
"Yeah - and.what about Remus? I mean, I know he's a werewolf, but."
"I think Remus is perfect for the job." Ginny said. "I'll ask Ron if you ask Remus - speaking of Remus, where is he?"
"I think he went out for a bit. I'll go and see if he's back yet."
