He's Coming!

"Owww" moaned Ginny, holding her lower back, which was aching. Harry groaned, it was the third time this weekend and soon she'd ask-

"Harry! Can you give me a massage?" Ginny called. Harry went to their bedroom. Ginny was sitting on the bed and soon Harry was rubbing her back.

After a while, she rose and muttered a 'thank you' but immediately sat again.

"My feet," she moaned.

Harry looked at her feet and indeed, her ankles were swollen and red. She lied back on the bed again and Harry started massaging her ankles and legs.

"How long is it before the swimming lesson?" he asked gently. He would never admit it but the pool helped him develop his muscles – a very good thing in Auror raids.

"Two days" she said, closing her eyes. Walking had become difficult and painful in the last month and the weekly driving in the Knight Bus did not improve her mood.

She became quite big in the last two months and hated it even though there were times where she would lie back and stroke her stomach, daydreaming about how great it is to be raising Harry's and hers son.

She also knew it wouldn't be a picnic. Getting up in unusual hours at night, changing diapers and the baby food…

"Gin?" said Harry. Ginny opened her eyes "Are you okay? You look a bit pale," he said, stroking her cheek.

"I'm fine," she sighed, "just a bit sore."

Harry grinned.

"You'll be ok. Just two more weeks," he said excitedly.

As he said that, his smile subsided somewhat. Looking like he just realised it's true. Two more weeks and he'd have his own baby lying in his arms, breast-fed from mommy…

Suddenly Ginny grabbed her stomach and yelped in pain. Harry jumped "What is it?" he asked urgently.

"I-I don't know" she said. It was the most painful thing she had ever experienced.

"Contractions?" asked Harry fearfully. He can't be out yet. Harry wanted to spend more time alone with Ginny. They didn't have so many chances to do that so far.

"Can't be," gasped Ginny "He's not due for another two weeks!"

"Let's ask Hermione," said Harry anxiously.

"Good idea, ask mom too," said Ginny worriedly.

Harry flooed Hermione and Mrs. Weasley. Two minutes later they both apparated.

"What happened?"

"Pain in my stomach," said Ginny shortly "The baby is due for another two weeks."

"She may have an early delivery," muttered Mrs. Weasley.

"In any case, Floo your healer, I'm not an expert on pregnancy spells and could've done something wrong…" Hermione trailed.

"Ok, ok I get the point," snapped Ginny, "Call the healer!"

Harry kissed her head and rushed out of the room before he flooed to the healer, forgetting about the little squeeze ball she gave them.

Healer O'Connell entered the room a couple of minutes later smiling "Nice to see you again Mrs. Potter, your husband told me you were having contractions. When did it start?"

"About an hour ago," said Ginny.

"And in what frequency?"

"Uh…it happened only once," she said and looked sheepish.

The healer frowned "Than it's not contractions dear, in magical deliveries the babies tend to scare their mommies and tell them, with what you described as contractions, that a week later they are coming," the healer explained patiently, as if taking to a three years old.

"But I'm due for another two weeks!" Ginny said for what she thought must be the millionth time that day.

"Then the baby will just be delivered earlier" said O'Connell sarcastically.

Harry glared at the healer's back and noted to himself to find a new one next time. Next time Harry smiled as he thought about having more children with Ginny.

"What are you smiling about?" asked Ginny and snapped Harry from whatever dimension he was in.

"Just thinking," he said and lay on his stomach so his face was inches from Ginny's.

"What about?" asked Ginny quietly while Harry's face came nearer.

"Having tons of babies with you" he murmured and kissed her. Ginny put her hand on his neck to get him even closer.

Soon, they became too uncomfortable with their cloths on and Ginny took Harry's shirt off, breaking their kiss for a split of a second. Harry soon tossed Ginny's shirt aside too.

Harry found it very hard to stop kissing Ginny with so much passion. He had to stop before he went too far. So he slowed, with much difficulty and poured more love into his kisses.

Ginny noted the drastic change in rhythm and appreciated what he was trying to do. She broke the kiss, gasping for breath. Harry opened his eyes and sighed deeply.

They looked at each other's eyes and leaned for another kiss. A gentle one. It was slow and their tongues slowly explored the spaces they knew so well.

"I got to go to the loo," said Ginny suddenly. Harry groaned when the kiss ended but helped Ginny out of the bed. He carefully led her to the loo and went down to make himself a cup of coffee.

He looked out of the window and saw to his astonishment that it was already night. Their snogging session seemed to last minutes but apparently it lasted hours.

"Harry can you get me a coffee and a chocolate ice-cream?" Ginny's voice sounded.

Harry rolled his eyes. Coffee and ice cream? In February?

"Coming right up!" called Harry and conjured chocolate ice cream before he levitated the food and drinks up the stairs.

He entered the room and handed Ginny her ice cream, putting the coffee on the bed table and entered under the blankets, drinking his coffee.

"This ice cream is conjured," declared Ginny.

Harry sighed, "It is."

"I want a real ice cream!" she said.

"Ginny, it's mid-February, it's raining outside! There isn't a place in England that sells ice cream now."

"But I want real ice-cream!" whined Ginny.

"I'm sorry Ginny," said Harry, "I tried to make it as tasty as I could but I'm not good at conjuring food," he said and bowed his head sulkily.

Ginny softened, "I'll just drink my coffee," she said. Harry sighed with relief and vanished the ice cream.

He kissed her cheek, "Good."

Ginny was in the kitchen when the first contraction hit. Her water broke half and hour ago and she decided not to deliver at home. She'd never be able to look at the bed the same way again if she did.

Harry was packing the bags for the hospital in rush when Ginny dropped the plate she was holding and cried in pain. Harry heard her cry from the bedroom and apparated down with the bags.

"Ginny! What's wrong?" he asked urgently.

"Contraction," she said through greeted teeth.

Harry looked panicked. "Right, let's call the Knight Bus," he said urgently and locked the door after them before summoning the Knight Bus.

"Welcome to the Knight Bus-" started Stan.

"Shut up and help me get her in" snapped Harry at Stan.

Stan's glasses slipped off his nose "Merlin! Is she in labor?"

"YES!" yelled Harry "Now help me get her in!"

Stan did what he was told and the soon started moving. Ginny was having another contraction and she yelled in pain, making Ernie almost stop dead and Stan's glasses slip on his nose again.

"We're here Mr. Potter," said Stan and helped Harry carry Ginny, who was still moaning in pain, off the bus.

"I'll pay you when she comes back" gasped Harry when Ginny squeezed his hand painfully.

Harry shot a silver mist from his wand towards the tall hospital and few seconds later a couple of mediwitchs popped near him.

Harry almost stunned them; a natural reflex of being an Auror. But when he saw they were wearing the same lime-green robes he relaxed.

"When did her water break?" asked one of the mediwitchs as they hurriedly levitated Ginny into the hospital.

"I don't know, about 45 minutes ago" said Harry anxiously when they entered one of the corridors.

"What?" yelped the mediwitch "You should have brought her earlier!"

"Will she be ok?" Harry asked.

"We don't know," said the first mediwitch when they stopped in front of a door, "Now stay out and don't come in until we call you. We need to see how much damage you have done," she snapped and shut the door.

Harry paced in the waiting room, almost pulling his hairs in frustration. A few minutes afterwards, the second mediwitch came, "She seems fine. You can come in now but first tell me who you want me to notify that she's in labor. Any family?" she asked.

"Uh, yes" said Harry absently, anxious to see Ginny, "Arthur and Molly Weasley and Ron and Hermione Weasley" he said, figuring that Molly would Floo the rest of the family.

"Ok," said the mediwitch cheerfully and walked away.

Harry entered the room and saw the mediwitch glaring at him, "You did not cause harm this time, she's under a calming draught. Please don't upset her."

Harry glared at the retreating back of the mediwitch as she stepped out of the room. Why was this his fault?

He turned to look at Ginny and immediately softened. She was dozing, her chest and stomach lifting and falling. Harry watched her with affection and took her hand with his.

Kissing it he said quietly "Just a little while now…"

Suddenly the door barged open and Ginny woke up with a start "Oh Ginny!" cried Mrs. Weasley.

"Hey mom," said Ginny weakly as Mrs. Weasley immediately started fussing over her.

"Mom…" moaned Ginny "Please sto-urhh!" Ginny didn't finish her sentence because another contraction hit her.

"Everybody out! I need to see how dilated she is," snapped the first healer's voice. Molly hurried out of the room with Arthur.

Harry kissed Ginny's forehead, "It'll be ok baby," he said softly, shot a glare at the healer, and went out.

He saw Molly talking through the fireplace in the waiting room and started pacing. Five minutes later the healer came out and Molly hurried to her.

"How is she?"

"She is three centimeters dilated and has a long way to go," the healer said much more warmly to Mrs. Weasley.

"Oh dear," said Mrs. Weasley "Can we come in?"

"Of course," the healer said softly "But only two at the time."

Molly looked expectantly at Harry but he waved his hand "No Molly, you and Arthur go in."

"You are such a dear," cooed Mrs. Weasley and kissed his cheek before rushing into the room, followed by Arthur who gave Harry a grateful glance.

Harry sat on one of the chairs and put his head in his hands. He felt a hand rubbing his back. He looked up and saw Hermione and Ron smiling at him.

"Where's Dan?" asked Harry. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Only you can ask about your nephew when your wife is in labor," said Ron, "You never got rid of this hero-complex," he said jokingly.

"Dan is in the children ward, he was not allowed here," said Hermione, glaring at Ron.

"Oh," said Harry and stared at his hands.

"Hey, are you okay?" asked Ron worriedly.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm just fine," Harry said, "Just nervous."

Suddenly Ginny's cries of pain were heard and Harry jumped to his legs in alarming speed and Ron had to stop his from bursting into the room.

"Hey, mom did this a couple of time now, she can handle it," said Ron with a soft smile.

Harry started pacing as soon as Ginny's cries subdued. Hermione and Ron looked at each other in amusement. But then Ginny's cries were heard again and Harry couldn't help himself and entered the room.

He saw Molly sitting on a chair next to Ginny and rubbing her hands and Arthur standing near his wife looking pensive and a little nervous.

Harry entered and exited the room in an alarming frequency in the next six hours. He didn't notice when Hermione fell asleep on Ron's shoulder or when Bill entered the room with Fleur and told him that Dan was in his place.

Ginny's cries were heard very so often Harry thought he was going to go crazy.

Harry entered the room again, sat on the chair next to Ginny and held her hand. She was panting and a little sweaty.

"Never again…I'm never doing this again," she said. Harry's heart sank but he nodded and buried his face on her palm.

"Let's see how you are doing Mrs. Potter," said the healer sweetly and examined Ginny "Very good honey, you are 8 centimeters dilated."

She turned to Harry and her gaze became icier. She handed him a small soft blue ball, "Squeeze it when her contractions last more than a minute,"

Harry nodded and the healer left the room. He turned to Ginny and she gave him a faint smile before her face constricted in pain. Harry checked his watch and counted how long she squeezed his hand.

It became quite painful but he didn't mind. "45 Seconds baby, just a little more…" he murmured.

"How long am I here? What's the time?"

"About 8 hours," he said faintly, "It's 4 in the morning"

"Don't you want to go to sleep?" she said, a little shocked that so much time passed.

Harry snorted, "When my wife is in labor? Not bloody likely."

"Language Harry," scolded Ginny quietly, she couldn't summon the energy to raise her voice.

Harry sighed and rubbed his eyes under the glasses and Ginny whimpered when another contraction hit her.

"55 seconds," Harry told her.

"Next one," she panted.

"Next one…" echoed Harry.

"Harry can you get me some water?" Ginny panted.

Harry nodded, "Of course" and conjured a large cup of water. Ginny drank and sighed. Harry vanished the cup and sat, waiting for the next contraction.

Ginny started moaning again and Harry sighed; wanting his wife's suffer to end. Suddenly Ginny screamed, "I will kill you Harry if you'll ever get me pregnant again!"

It's the pain talking Harry tried to assure himself but felt slightly nervous, it was the second time she told him that today…

"A minute and twenty seconds" Harry said and squeezed the blue ball. After a few seconds where only Ginny's ragged breath were heard, a pop was heard and healer O'Connell showed up.

"How are you doing Ginny?" she asked. Ginny glared at her.

The healer examined her and smiled "You are 10 centimeters dilated Ginny, you can have your baby now,"

Ginny smiled faintly

"Now," the healer cleared her throat "What I'm about to do is going to be a bit painful but we do it in magical deliveries so the process will be much faster. Engorgio "

Intense pain hit Ginny in her vulva and she cried out in pain.

"What did you do?" yelped Harry as tears of pain leaked out of Ginny's eyes.

"I enlarged her birth canal so the baby will be out quicker. Oh! Here we go!" she said almost too happily.

Harry settled behind Ginny, holding her from behind and keeping her in a comfortable position.

Ginny felt like someone was trying to push a large watermelon through her cervix. "Push Ginny!" the healer yelled.

Ginny pushed with all her might. The pain was unbearable and she screamed.

"Very good Ginny! One more push and I'll take it from there!"

Ginny didn't think she had the strength to do. Harry took her hand "Squeeze my hand Gin," he said.

She did and he flinched as she pushed once more. The healer slowly pushed the baby from Ginny's womb and a little cry was heard.

The baby was out. "Congratulations Mrs. Potter, you have a very healthy son," said the healer happily. Ginny sighed and cried with relief.

"Can I have him?" she asked weakly.

"Of course," said the healer and preformed some cleaning charms on the baby, conjured a blanket and wrapped the baby before handing him to Ginny.

Harry was shaking when he looked at his wife and child. He and Ginny were looking at the infant in Ginny's arms.

"Can I touch him?" whispered Harry tearfully.

"Of course," said Ginny softly.

Harry took one shaken finger and stroked his son's cheek. He almost jerked his hand back. The baby was so small and frail he was afraid to break him.

"Do you want to hold him?" asked Ginny.

Harry had a lump in his throat "I'll break him," he whimpered.

Ginny giggled softly "You won't," she said and handed him the baby. Harry took his son in his arms, much like Ginny did a few minutes earlier.

"Oh!" sounded the tearful voice of Molly Weasley as she rushed to her daughter's bed. She kissed her head and looked at the tiny baby in Harry's arms.

She couldn't help it- she burst into tears.

"There, there mom" said Ginny softly.

Soon, the whole Weasley clan minus the children and Fleur was gathered in the small room cooing over the baby.

"How did you name him?" asked Angelina, Fred's wife.

"James," said Ginny "James Arthur Potter."

A/N: I really liked this chapter (especially because I hardly changed it). I got only four reviews which is pretty disappointing, but they are reviews nonetheless, so thanks.

I almost finished chapter six, so expect a very close update (Sunday maximum). If you noticed, I skipped a few months, which is good considering when HBP is out and the number of children they're going to have (not saying anything).

Thanks: todderbaby, Mrs.Poynter and Mrs.Judd, meg, Mrs.KristinePotter