When the dizziness faded, Harry realized he was in an office, his office. He looked up at the ceiling, "take me back to Ginny", he yelled angrily.
"Damn, shit and damn", cursed Harry around the office, and then he heard a chuckle from the doorway.
"Hey mate, are you ok? Ginny hasn't made you crazy has she?" Laughed Ron from the doorway.
"Ron, didn't see you there. Guess I'm just a little tired," replied Harry.
"You don't know tired yet. I thought Hermione was bad before, but afterward, we still don't get much sleep."
"Before, afterward?" Harry looked lost.
"You know, before the baby and after the baby was born. What's with you, Ginny making you run out at all hours of the night to buy pickles and ice cream.
Harry's brain finally clicked. Ginny was pregnant, with his child. Harry's heart swelled with pride.
"No, just ready for the big day," announced Harry.
"Big day is right, I hope they don't turn out to be like Fred and George. Your going to have to lock them out of your floo. Fred and George are already talking about how they will follow in their footsteps," replied Ron.
Harry's face suddenly went pale. "Twins?"
"Oh mate, sit down, sit down. It's not just hitting you that you are having twins, is it?" Asked Ron with concern.
"I guess it is. Yeah, I'll have to watch out for Fred and George."
The door suddenly burst open and Hermione ran in.
"Harry, Oh, thank goodness your here. You must hurry, Ginny is in labor and Molly has already taken her to the St. Mungo's.
Harry just stared at Hermione, trying to take in what she was saying. Something about Ginny in labor.
"Oh my god, Ginny is in labor," yelled Harry as he jumped up from his chair.
"Ron, what do I do, I'm going to be a dad?" Yelled Harry.
Ron smiled at Harry and patted him on his back. "Well mate, if I were you, I'd get my arse to Ginny as fast as I could. You know her temper and boy I bet she's steamed at you right now."
Harry paled, "Mad at me, for what?" Hermione stood in front of Harry with her hands on her hips, "She'll be mad if you don't hurry up and get there."
Harry felt better. He grabbed his coat and was just about to apparate to the hospital when Ron snickered, "you are the one that got her pregnant."
Harry swallowed hard, then nodded with understanding. Ginny was most definitely going to murder him. With that thought he disappeared.
Harry made his way to the lobby of the hospital and went to the front desk.
'Look, I need to find my wife, she was brought in." Harry said urgently.
The witch at the desk looked up him and said slowly, "What was she brought in for?"
"She's in labor!" Harry almost yelled.
"Floor 9," the witch said slowly.
Harry raced to the elevator and managed to squeeze in as the door was shutting.
Harry was becoming very impatient as the elevator seemed to stop on each floor. The people weren't helping by moving about slowly either. Of course, they didn't know Harry was about to loose his mind. He had to get to Ginny and make sure she was ok.
When the elevator door finally shut and began to move, a wizard was about to touch the number pad, until Harry growled out, "touch another number and I swear I will hex that person into oblivion. My wife is in labor and you people are driving me bonkers. Please, let me get to floor 9. I won't bother you again."
Everyone turned to look at Harry. Then, they really looked at Harry.
"Yes, yes, I'm 'Harry frigging Potter'. I'm also about to become a father, just like a normal wizard," Harry replied.
DING, and the door opened to floor 9. Everyone stepped aside to allow Harry to depart.
"Err, sorry about that folks, I'm really nervous, you know." Harry then fled down the hallway in search of Ginny.
As he came upon the healer station he heard Ginny's voice loud and clear.
"I told you I'm not having these babies until my husband gets here. And I don't want to hear another word about it." Then, a contraction took hold and she screamed with every bit of strength she had.
Harry paled after hearing that blood-curdling scream. He was afraid to move.
"Ginny, you must push, my grandbabies are ready to be born," coaxed Molly.
"No, I need Harry."
That was all Harry had to hear, Ginny needed him. He walked to the door and pushed it open.
There across the room was his Ginny, covered in sweat, her red hair plastered to her face and there was tear marks running down her cheeks.
Harry rushed to her side.
"Oh Harry, thank goodness your here. I didn't think you were going to make it," sobbed Ginny.
Harry stroked her face and tilted her chin up so she was looking at him.
"Not make the birth of my children, Ginny, I'm surprised at you," chided Harry as he leaned down to capture her lips with his.
"Ok lovebirds, that is exactly what got you into this situation. So, how about we concentrate on bringing these babies into the world, ok." Said the medi-witch as she started to prepare Ginny for the delivery.
"What do you want me to do?" Asked Harry, suddenly very frightened.
"Just help Mrs. Potter and try to keep her calm."
Harry paled again. Ginny and calm really didn't fit together very well.
Another contraction came upon Ginny and she squeezed Harry's hand so hard he knew it had to be broken.
"Shhhh, take a deep breath Gin, your doing great."
"Hee, Hee, ohh oohh," Ginny was doing her breathing regimen, but managed to glare at Harry.
The contraction was the worse one yet. Ginny looked at Harry and spit out. "Never touch me again, I 'am not going thru this again."
Harry looked stricken. Molly took sympathy on him.
"There, there, Harry. She doesn't mean it. I told Arthur I would make sure his nether regions would never work properly again. And with the birth of Charlie I threatened to turn him into a garden gnome and throw him into a deep well. And..."
"I understand Molly," interrupted Harry.
Harry noticed the contraction was over. Ginny looked completely exhausted. He leaned over to her and took her hands in his.
"Ginny my love, have I told you today how much I love you?"
"Yes, this morning, but I think I need to hear it again."
Harry smirked at this, since he just told her he loved her.
"I love you more than you can imagine. You are constantly on my mind. You have somehow managed to put yourself in every aspect of, not only my life, but my soul. I love every freckle that covers your body, and what a delicious body it is. I love every inch of that glorious red hair of yours. I yearn to keep my fingers tangled in it. I love the way you blush when your embarrassed and the way your eyes flash when your angry. I love you immensely Ginny Potter.
Ginny's eyes sparkled with tears. She managed to choke out, "I love you so much Harry."
Once again his mouth found hers. Suddenly, she broke free and let out a horrific scream.
"Ok, its time Mrs. Potter. You need to push." Said the medi-witch as she positioned herself at the end of the bed.
Harry helped prop Ginny up in a sitting position so she could push.
"Uggg," screamed Ginny.
"I can see the head," announced the medi-witch.
Harry's eyes grew wide as he saw a patch of black hair.
"Come on Gin, I can see the baby, our baby. Push baby, push," urged Harry.
Ginny gave a final push and the baby almost fell into the medi-witches hands.
Almost instantly, Harry heard the screams of his child. He was a father.
"We have a boy, Gin." "A son", exclaimed Harry as he kissed her all over her face.
"OK, we have another baby that is ready to be born. Mrs. Potter, I need for you to push really hard with the next contraction. I know your tired. You have to push with the next contraction."
Ginny nodded her head slowly, for she was absolutely exhausted. Then, the contraction began.
"Arhgggggg," screamed Ginny, as she leaned up with the help of Harry and pushed with all the strength she had.
Harry was so busy concentrating on Ginny he missed the baby coming out. He was startled when he heard its cries.
Harry's head snapped in its direction.
"Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Potter, you have twin boys."
Ginny and Harry both beamed at the two babies. One was held by Molly and the other was being cleaned up by a medic.
"Here you go Ginny." Molly put the baby into Ginny's arms. Harry stood in shock at the sight of his child. His son.
"Harry, they both have your hair."
Indeed they did. Very black, unruly hair.
Harry was speechless, he leaned down to Ginny and kissed her. He gazed into her eyes as he said, "Thank you Gin. Thank you so much for the wonderful gift of my sons."
Ginny cried with happiness, "I believe I had help making them."
"Yes, but you did all of the work."
"Well, I'll make sure you make up for it once we all get home," smiled Ginny.
"Well, Gin my love, what will we name them?"
"How about James and Sirius, I thought it would be fitting."
Harry didn't know what to say, his eyes filled with tears. One traitor tear managed to escape down his cheek.
"Yes, I think that would be fitting indeed," Harry managed to say.
Ginny knew this would make Harry emotional. She also knew he would want to honor both his father and god-father.
"So, how do we know we've given the correct name to the right baby? Harry asked after he gathered himself together.
Molly brought over the other baby and left to tell the rest of the family.
"Well, lets look at each one and see which name fits which baby."
Harry was holding one baby and Ginny the other. They watched them a few seconds, then the baby Ginny was holding opened his eyes and peered up at his mum.
"Look Harry, he has your eyes."
Harry smiled. He then noticed the baby he was holding had opened his eyes.
"Gin, this baby has your eyes."
"That's odd, one with green and the other with brown, but at least the names are settled."
She looked upon the baby in her arms, "your name is James, for you have Lily and Harry's eyes."
Harry smiled and looked down at the son he was holding. "Your name shall be Sirius."
Suddenly, a large commotion could be heard as the entire Weasley family burst through the doors. Harry noticed them standing together, looking on, at the new family
Harry was bursting with pride and happiness.
Then, the dizziness returned.