I'M BACK!!!!

I am so sorry for not updating in forever. But the real world calls-besides preparing to move to Alabama, I'm just recovering from a horrible bout with mono. Not fun…! Anyway, I'd really like to thank all of the reviewers-I love you all!!! I nearly died when I saw all the little emails-review alert!

tom- felton-luver1-2-2 – thanks! I love having reviewers who go in depth like you and tell me specifically what they liked. I will most certainly read and review your stories-I will do this for anyone who asks. (within reason!)

Danu3 – updating, updating, updating!

preety-lady-serenity – glad you like it, and may I say, I absolutely LOVE your story babies teach a lot of lessons, so cute!

Padawan Jan-AQ – (preening) thank you, thank you! muggleville is awesome, by the way! I absolutely love it!

ilovetom88 – again, thank you, and I'm coming up with more!

HogwartsFreaks1977 – and here it is…! Thanks!

korrd – no, they're not raising the baby together, but Ginny will most likely have a lot of time with the baby…time will tell…!

mysticruby – glad you like!

Artee and Sporky – I will try my best not to leave this for too long-I WILL finish eventually! Thanks!

Charmedsisters – yay, thank you!

And that's a wrap! On to the story, where the plot is thickening…(what plot…?) Let's just get on with the cuteness of Harry and Amelia…

Chapter 3: Learning Experiences

After lunch, the 6th years were excused from classes the rest of the day. ("To get adjusted." said Professor McGonagall.) So most of the students had retreated to the common rooms, where the apparently content, happy little babies, finally showed their true colors. It was now 10 or so, and they showed no signs of relenting.

"Blimey!" moaned Ron. "This-this THING has gone through 4 nappies already!" Harry's baby was currently in the process of being changed, herself. The process was exceeding Harry's horrible expectations, and then some. Though admittedly, she wasn't screaming like little Leonard. Parvati looked as if she would perhaps throw "Lenny" out the window—but for that matter, so did the rest of the common room. Amelia was really quite content to kick her feet and gurgle, as was (for the most part) Sammy and Brian.

"We're going to have to drag these things to class!" moaned Ron.

"I know." sighed Harry. "Can you imagine, we'll have a nursery in Snape's class…" The rest of his thoughts were quickly forgotten as Amelia decided she was done being quiet.

"Whahhhh…"she sobbed.

"Okay, okay, hush…Melia, how 'bout a bottle?" Harry said frantically. Sure enough, the baby was hungry. Harry sat and watched her guzzle down the warm milk. Simply happy that she was content, he rubbed her fuzzy little head—but surely she hadn't had that much hair this morning…? He frowned, then quickly remembered-she's growing at an accelerated rate…but not only her hair had changed. That couldn't be…

"A scar." he muttered. "But scars aren't part of DNA…" There could be no refuting it, however, and there it was, a faint, but visible, lightning bolt shaped scar on the center of Amelia's forehead. Starting to panic, Harry went to find Hermione and Ron.

"I don't know, Harry, but that is a pretty unusual scar you have." said Hermione worriedly. "Magic might be imprintable on DNA, I'll have to look it up…"

"Maybe you'd better ask McGonagall-"started Ron, but he was interrupted by…

"Ask me what, Weasley?"

Professor McGonagall, in all her night-capped glory, was standing not three feet away from them.

"Oh-Professor, my baby has my scar…" Harry trailed off.

"Ah, I see. Don't worry, Potter. Magical scars can indeed be passed on to offspring if the magic runs deep enough. In your case Potter, I'm afraid there's no doubt of the depth to which your scar extends. But you'll notice, her scar is lighter. I highly doubt that she has any connection to He-who-must-not-be-named. And before you run off to ask Dumbledore about that," she added, "trust me, we have already discussed it. Now I suggest you get back to your charges…Weasley, when was the last time you changed her?"

"Well." said Ron, slightly blushing. "That solves that problem. As the old bat pointed out, I have other ones to take care of…" Harry could only laugh, as Ron grudgingly made his way back to the line of changing tables adorning the side of the common room. Picking up Amelia, he went to sit in front of the fire, silently thankful his child did not have a crying or wetting problem. In fact, she really was very cute, especially when she yawned and curled up her little fingers…Harry might have nodded off, if it wasn't for Amelia sneezing in his face.

"Hey, Harry!" called someone, and he turned to see Ginny behind him. She came and sat next to him on the couch.

"Oh, I just got away from Ron whining about Sammy." she sighed, then eyeing Amelia, "Umm…Harry?"

"Yeah?"

"Would you mind-if it's not too much trouble-could I hold Amelia?" she asked in a rush.

"Of course, here…just be careful to hold her head up…" Ginny laughed a little.

"Such a good father, aren't you?" Harry blushed-he hadn't meant to sound overprotective, but by the grin on Ginny's face he could tell she was only teasing. And so they sat, Ginny holding Amelia and Harry watching on as Amelia sleepily stuck her tongue out at Ginny.

"She must like you. Amelia's only done that for me twice so far." observed Harry. Ginny looked like she was in heaven.

"Well, I quite like her too. She's not too fussy or stinky, like the other babies." sighed Ginny. The perfect moment was ruined by Hermione and Ron's bickering as they crossed the room to join Harry and Ginny.

"My baby is still way smarter than yours." Ron said, though still gentle-he was arguing with Hermione, after all. Turning to Harry, he said,

"She already smiled at me! Just because Hermione didn't see it, she won't believe me, and she thinks her baby is so great since the thing won't stop smiling…"

"Ron!" protested Hermione, but was stopped by a noise from Amelia, who was now back in Harry's arms.

"Did she-" Harry started.

"She laughed!" cried Ginny. "Oh Harry, how sweet! Oh, but I've got to get to bed now," she said suddenly, "it's nearly 11:30…" She dropped a kiss both on Amelia and (a very surprised) Harry's cheek.

"'Night, everyone!" and was gone. Harry was rather glad Ron had missed "The Kiss", having been quite occupied with Hermione (drooling on her feet like a puppy), but Harry had a feeling that Hermione had not been so oblivious. So he quickly excused himself, claiming Amelia needed some peace to sleep (she was already out like a light, but no matter). As he settled down for the night, he couldn't help but be grateful to have a baby for an excuse…

WHOOO!!! And that's the chappie, folks...now review, review! And also, I'd really like some input on where I should take this story. Do you want a more serious tone, or slightly fluff? And does anyone want Amelia's scar to have some importance here? Sighhh...decisions, decisions...!