A/N: I must warn you, the chapter after this one is pretty much the end. And the next one is kinda short. It was written because of requests. Thanks for all the reviews, my darlings.

Dear Dragon Lady,

Okay, it has been three days and I'm still tired. Giving birth was tiring, but come on. I would like to have the strength to get up and go places more exciting than the bathroom, but that just doesn't seem to be happening.

All the mediwizards said there are no potions to make me feel any better, the only thing is bed rest.

Oh, don't worry about me, trapped at the headquarters of the Order, on maternity leave from poor, fussy Matt, my only human contact being every couple hours whne you bring Eevy in to be fed.

She's mine, remember? Pretty soon, I'll be able to get out of bed and take her home, okay? And I (sigh) promise to bring her over to visit.

It'd be nice to see my own child at times other than when she's trying to eat me alive, but you keep insisting I'm too weak.

Stop doing that.

But I know for a fact that soon, you yourself will be tired! And then other, more reasonable people will be on Eevy patrol! And when that time comes, you won't know it because you'll probably be asleep. Hopefully.

Love and Such,

Ginny THE REAL MUM

Dear Dragon Lady,

I can walk down the stairs, I can hold my own child, and I can do all sorts of things. Nyeh nyeh nyeh.

In fact I did that this morning. At 4:30, when Eevy decided it was wake up time. There must be some mistake, no child of mine is a morning person.

Who is this baby? She looks like me, but the morning thing...

It doesn't really matter though. She is a lovely little exscuce. Walking her around gives me access to all the whispered conversations that go on in this household. For instance, I have learned...

-the only reason all of us Weasleys are here is because Daddy signed up for extra monitoring

-all of my brothers have been going in and out not only for work, but also because of tracking Death Eaters

-many others are tracking Death Eaters

-you, horrid Dragon Lady, were so paranoid about slipping up and telling me something horrible and truthful so you just didn't write at all

-whenever people talk about Harry, they always lower their voices even more

-Eevy is a popular baby

All right, so I didn't exactly get hardhitting, life altering information. But I did get a few of my own questions answered! Such as

-why the hell are we still here

-where is everybody

-what was with all the neglect

-how great is this child of mine

This is long enough for now, there's something in the air. I can feel it.

Something important.

Maybe they're going to get me a puppy. Wait, no, I have a puppy. She's a baby.

A cute baby.

Love and Such,

Ginny the Puppy Owner

Dear Dragon Lady,

Okay, so everything's officially totally and completely changed. Again.

No, I'm not pregnant. Again. That would be bad. At the moment. That's right Dragon Lady! I'm hinting at having more children later on!

All because of what happened early this morning.

It was about five, Eevy had slept in. We were sitting at the table downstairs, well, I was holding her as I sat at the table. She is yet to be able to support her own head.

Anyways, to get back on track, it's five AM, and the door opens. I'm not sure if this is a bad thing or not, I'm not used to this house yet, and I don't know how normal five AM visitors are, but I figure if noise is being made, he or she can't be that bad.

And then he or she walks into the kitchen. Actually, he walks into the kitchen. He as in he.

He meaning Harry. Harry walked into the room. He looked at me, and then at Eevy, and all he managed to say was "Oh." in a rather surprised way.

Now a normal person would be able to think of something normal to say, unfortunately, as we both have learned, I am not a normal person.

"Do you want to get breakfast?' was the only thing I could choke out. No hi, no explanation, just the Weasley was off dealing with those moments, eating.
"Why are you holding a baby?" he also wasn't thinking normally, so maybe he didn't notice how abnormal I was..."She can't sit up on her own." looking back, that was a funny comment. But neither of us laughed. Okay, not that funny, but still. A little bit.

Okay fine, it was dumb!

"That's not the answer I was expecting."
"It wasn't the answer I was expecting on giving."
"Can I hold her? She is a her, right?"
"Yeah."

We were both nervous as I passed her to him. Well, I was nervous because I was handing my infant to a guy with zero baby experience, and he was just nervous 'cause I don't know why. I wasn't in his head. Things would have been a lot easier if I was.

"So, what's her name." he wasn't really looking at me, but staring intently as Eevy.
"Evangeline. But I call her Eevy. It fits her better."
"Eevy Potter..." he muttered that to himself, but I still heard. I did I did I did.
"What?" my tone was a little sharp, but it was with surprise.
"Nothing!" he responded so fast, snapping his head up, I thought he was about to drop Eevy. He didn't. I would have freaked if he had.

There was a very long silence after this because I was realizing something. Something big. Bigger than big. Huge. Gigantic. Super ginormous. Is that a word?

Operation Get Over Harry was a complete and total failure. All I did was not think about how not over him I am for a little bit.

"Gin, how did this happen?" he was looking at Eevy again.
"How did what happen?"
"How did you become a mum?"

I paused, trying to think of the best to say it. 'I shagged' didn't seem like it would suffice.

"It's all your fault!" I finally breathed out. That caught him off guard.
"How? I'm not the father!"

"I know that! But if you hadn't broken up with me, I never would have been with Sean, and he never would have cheated on me with Gracie, so I never would have had to get revenge by shagging Leo!"

Okay, it really wasn't his fault as much as mine. But I'm happy with the results. I get Eevy.

"Did you say Leo? As in Leo Jarnis?" not the question I was expecting, but it worked. I guess.
"How the hell do you know Leo Jarnis?"
"Where do you think I've been all this time? I've been tracking Death Eaters, he was the last one I got. He said to say hello to you, I really didn't think I would have to, but apparently-"
"Apparently what?"
"Apparently you knew him better than I expected! A Death Eater, Gin? Why a Death Eater?"
"I didn't know he was a Death Eater."
"Did you know anything about him?"

I opened and shut my mouth a few times before speaking. Like a guppie.

"I wasn't exactly being reasonable, okay? I get it, bad Ginny." jumping to conclusions is my only form of excercise.
"I'm going to go put her back down." I took Eevy from him, and took her to a make shift bed in the pretty much evil free Black house parlor.

As soon as I turned around, there was Harry.

We kissed. Right next to her. Because everything is perfect now. The world is finally repaying me for everything's it's done. Everything is good, and everything will stay good.

Maybe I'll have more kids. With Harry. Because we're together. Because that's what life is supposed to be like. No Draco (ew), no Leo, no Sean (really ew), no Death Eaters at all. My taste in men is finally improving.

Doesn't it make you so happy you could pee?

Wait, no, that's ew. Don't pee. I really should invest in parchment I can mark out...

Love and Such,

Happy Ginny

The Super Fun A/N: Not what you were expecting to happen? Of course not. Life doesn't follow a plan, so why should my fic?