Hermione rushed me down to the hospital wing, crying with pain.
"Come on Ginny," the nurse spoke gently
I screamed in pain as I pushed.
I could feel coldness in the room as I pushed.
After an agonizing three hours the babies cry filled the room and the coldness subsided.

The triplets lay asleep in their beds. One of them looked so much like Harry that I thought that she was the vessel.
"She's not the vessel," said as voice as the hospital wing doors opened.
I looked up and saw him. My eyes filled with tears as I reached out to him.
"H...Harry,"

He ran to the side of my bed and the moment he stood beside me I lifted my hand to his cheek.
"Are...you real," I whispered, tears pouring down my cheeks.
"I am," he whispered as he reached out to my cheek
"Harry," I whispered as he began caressing my cheek gently.
"Shhh its alright," he whispered as he sat down beside me.
I threw my arms around his neck and held onto him tightly, sobbing my heart out into his shoulder.

"is this real," I whispered for about the tenth time
"Yes," whispered Harry
I nuzzles into his chest, feeling comfort "I'm so glad your back,"
"Me too...Henry told me to tell you good luck," whispered Harry
"Oh...So...he was the vessel...," I stuttered
"Yes...But its not how you think," said Harry, pulled me gently into his lap "Henry was...Not a normal kid. Henry Potts...Never really existed. He was put on this earth by an unknown force, just to be a vessel. And until now, there was no need for him. He was sent to Hogwarts, to help you bring me back. Without him you wouldn't have me. Someone else will be created by the forces unknown to take over his purpose because his body is my soul's home now,"
I nuzzled into Harry's chest.
"Do you want to meet your babies?" I whispered
"Do I ever," he grinned
I smiled and climbed out of Harry's lap, took his hand, and lead him over to the cribs.
Asleep in the cribs, a baby girl and two baby boys slept.
"What have you named them?" whispered Harry
"I haven't," I giggled
"Ok," whispered Harry
He reached out to touch one of the babies cheeks.
"They are gorgeous," he whispered
"What should we call them?" I whispered
"How about...Amanda," he whispered, stroking the baby girls cheek
"And Danny," I whispered smiling, remembering the dream I'd had.
I picked up Amanda and Danny. Harry reached down to pick up the baby boy who was left and shook his head sadly.
"What's wrong?" I whispered as he picked him up
"He's ice cold...," replied Harry sadly.

I touched the baby gently and he felt cold and clammy...
"No...Oh god no...," I whispered
Harry checked the pulse and whispered;
"So what they said was true...,"
"What...What's true," I whispered
"They said to me...before I came back that...if I was brought back, at some time they'd have to take another life, usually of a baby...They'd keep their spirit and they'd be the next vessel...Its unlucky for some...They have only one child but at least...you have three,"
"Why didn't you tell me," I whispered, tears falling down my face
"I...didn't want to worry you, incase it wasn't true," he stuttered
Gently, I lay Amanda and Danny back in their cribs and flung myself into Harry's arms sobbing.
"Shhh it's alright,"
"I'm scared...," I whispered "My Baby's dead...,"
"Shhh...Just let it all out," he whispered, letting a subtle tear fall down his cheek.

Harry held me tight to his chest as I cried out the acid drops of depression.
"Did you know...," I whispered as I clung to him
Harry nodded and sighed. "I heard myths,"
I held tight to Harry and began to cry and whimper.
"Don't you leave me...don't...," I whimpered, scared of being left alone again.

"I'll never leave you," Harry said as he kissed my forehead. "Not ever again. I swear it, Ginny."

"I love you so much," I replied, burying my head in his chest. He began playing with my hair as I tried to stop crying. The two of us looked over at Amanda and Danny, who were now sleeping. Then we both turned to face the other baby. "Why him?" I asked sadly. "It could've been any other baby. Why ours?"

"It's only fair," Harry told me. "I mean, I'm back... so one of them couldn't live. You're happy with this, right?" he asked, sounding unsure of himself.

"I'm not happy the baby died... but I'm so happy you're here," I said to him.

"You need your rest," he whispered in my ear.

"Don't leave me," I begged of him.

"I told you, I'll never leave you. I'll spend the night here," he said. I laid down on my bed and Harry sat at the end of it, watching me as I slowly fell asleep. It was the first decent sleep I had in a long time.

The next morning I awoke, Harry holding my body close to his. Nuzzling into his chest I sighed. I thought last night had been a dream, I thought that he'd have disappeared in the night and left me alone once more. It was then when I scream from the nurse alarmed me.