A/N: Okay, this is the last chapter. I'm probably going to post a one-shot in honor of Christmas, and I'm probably going to work on that fic that I started and abandoned.

My cousin Tyler, who I dedicated this fic to, died yesterday, after a two-year long battle with leukemia. Just fourteen days before histenth Christmas.

Disclaimer: Dory from Finding Nemo: Hi, I'm Dory… (five minutes later) Hi, I'm Dory… (five minutes after that) Hi, I'm Dory…………………

2 years later:

Three Healers entered the room. Ginny squinted at the nametags, but her eyesight was still blurred. The Healers were carrying five babies. Harry was at her bedside, his expression of radiant joy as their children were handed to them. Two dark black-haired boys; two redheads, a boy and a girl; and a brunette.

"Time to name them." Harry told Ginny as he smiled down at her.

"I wonder where she got her hair." Ginny said out loud, staring at the brunette.

Her husband shrugged as the Healers left the room. "Dunno. So what should their name's be?"

"Never try to sway a Potter when they're fixed on something."

He reached down and tweaked her nose. "You're only saying that because you didn't change your name, Weasley."

"I refuse to lose my indentity just because I love you."

"Name, Ginny."

"Hermione Anne Potter-Weasley."

He raised his eyebrows. "So why Anne?"

Ginny would have crossed her arms if she wasn't holding two of the babies. "I like it. Its pretty." She told him defiantly.

"Next." Harry motioned at the dark-haired boys.

"Its you turn."

"Okay…" He thought for a moment, then his expression softened. "James Dumbledore Potter-Weasley," he shrugged the arm that was holding the green-eyed quintuplet, "and Sirius Lupin Potter-Weasley." He shrugged the other, which was holding the dark-eyed baby.

Ginny wrinkled her nose. "You gave them last names for their middle."

Harry mimicked her voice, "I like it. Its pretty."

She elbowed him, jostling the red-haired girl that she was holding. "Ohh… shh…" she crooned, calming the child. "Any suggestions?"

Harry set down his two next to the second red-head who was lying on the bed, and picked the girl up. "Lily." He murmured as her rocked his daughter.

"Lily Minerva Potter-Weasley. Next."

"Next and last. Your turn."

Ginny protested at this. "But I just named Lily!"

"Only half. Anyway, I think you'll want to name this one."

He was right. It was the red-haired boy. Ginny drew in a deep breath. "Ronald Tyler Potter-Weasley."