A/N: Hello hello everyone! Sorry for the long delay in chapters, but I'd now like to present to you the very last chapter of 'IT's OK'! I want to give a uberly HUGE THANK YOU to every single one of my reviewers, I love you guys! Anyways, I apologize if it seems a little rushed, I did try and make it longer though.
Harry is probably going to be pretty OOC, and Ginny too, just blame it on the pregnancy though. ;D
It's Ok, Chapter 10:
One year, a honeymoon, many late night rendevous', and a pregnancy test later…..
"Well?" Harry asked nervously, wringing his hands out as he stared at the back of his wife.
"Hold on a second, it's still processing." Ginny said impatiently, this was the 5th time he had asked her in 2 minutes. "These pregnancy test's take a while, you know?" She smiled.
She stood, with her back to him in the bathroom, the small white strip in front of her.
White meant it was still deciding, black meant there was no pregnancy at all, pink was a girl, and blue was a boy.
The test had actually turned it's color a while back, but Ginny just wanted to torture Harry for fun.
She turned around, an unreadable expression on her face, the strip held strategically behind her back. Harry was staring at her with wide eyes.
"Well?" He prompted again, now holding his hands so tight that they were both very white.
"I'm……" Ginny started.
"YES!" Harry shouted impatiently.
"Well…. I must tell you that I'm…" Ginny said again, willing herself all the hardest not to laugh.
"HURRY UP ALREADY!" Harry yelled in frustration.
"Oh, did you hear the one about the Hippogriff, Giant, and Warlock?" Ginny asked brightly.
'GINNNNNY!" Harry bellowed.
"Sorry, sorry, too tempting." She laughed.
"…." Harry stood, his arms crossed and foot tapping.
Ginny nodded her head once, and whispered "A girl."
Apprently, this was enough for Harry because he gave a loud whoop, punched his fist in the air and started dancing around all while Ginny looked in amazement and laughed.
He turned to her and pulled her into a tight hug, twirling her around a few times and giving her a soft kiss.
"I take it that's good news then!" Ginny smiled coyly.
"You bloody hell bet it is." Harry said happily, still excited from the news.
"I'm pregnant." Ginny said aloud to herself, still holding tight to Harry.
"Yes, you're pregnant, with a girl." Harry said enthusiastically. He set her down and unwrapped his arms from her, and placed his hands on her stomach. "A dad. I'll be dad!" He cried happily.
"And I'll be a Mum!" Ginny added.
"Crap." Harry said suddenly.
"What? What's going to be crap?" Ginny asked confusedly.
"How're we going to tell your mum?" He asked.
"You know, she's your mum now too." Ginny said, wrapping her arms around him.
"Right, anyways, when do we tell her?" Harry asked, giving her a kiss on the top of her head.
"Uh….We'll have to invite the whole family…I guess at the dinner Mum's planning in 2 weeks time? Everyone and the kids'll be there." Ginny said slowly, thinking it through in her head as she spoke.
"Ah, right then. Two weeks it is." Harry said, as if it was a final statement.
"Um, one more problem." Ginny squeaked.
"Hmm?" Harry said, busy with kissing her cheeks.
"How're we going to raise a baby in this tiny flat?" She asked.
"I guess we'll have to buy a house then."
"You say that too simply."
"It is."
"Whatever you say, Potter." Ginny said, pulling him out of the bathroom and into their bedroom.
-2 weeks, a nervous Harry, and a impatient pregnant Ginny later…-
"Ok, we're not going to back out of telling them this, right?"
"Uh-huh"
"And we're definitly going to do it?"
"Yep"
"Um…what do I say again?"
"I'll handle it."
"Alright, uh….er…should we tell the gender?"
"Yes."
"You're not nervous are you?"
"Harry just shut up and get your jacket already." Ginny said impatiently from the kitchen table. Harry had been up since 7 in the morning, jumping around and tidying up things even though they were going to the Burrow. Apparently, the prospect of telling the whole Weasley clan that Ginny was pregnant was taking a lot of nerves from him.
"Shhhh, calm down." Ginny said, as she stood and walked to Harry, who was currently trying to put his jacket on backwards.
"Sorry, I know I'm a wreck." He said, looking a little down. He let Ginny help him put his jacket on and then he sunk into a chair.
"It's alright though." Ginny said, taking a seat in his lap. "Mum'll be estactic. I haven't been telling you, but she actually has been bugging me about when she'll get grandchildren in her past owls."
Harry seemed to lighten up after hearing that. He stood up holding Ginny in his arms then apparated to the front yard of the Burrow where he set her down on the ground and took her hand, walking to the front door.
3 hours, many red heads, a fat cat, and a crowded table later….
"Ehem, Mum, Dad, everyone?" Ginny said loudly as she stood up. Now the eyes were on her, currenly 20 pairs. "I'd have something I'd like to announce." Harry nodded in agreement.
"Oh, right! Uh…erhm…..w-well…" Harry stuttered.
"Oh give it up already. Mum, Dad, I'm pregnant." Ginny said bluntly.
There was silence as all 20 pairs of eyes traveled down to the small bump in Ginny's stomach.
The gnomes were playing happily in the Burrow's garden. Finally after sneeking back over the hedge, they were now enjoying the peacefulness of not having to deal with the kids. One gnome in particuluar was just now tucking in to a small piece of meat that was intentionally left outside for Crookshanks, when he heard a noise from inside that knocked him back a good 12 feet.
Before Ginny and Harry knew it, they were now being bombarded by hugs, words of praise, kisses, and little kids hanging on to their legs asking "I'm going to have a cousin?"
Harry was lightening up a little, smiling broadly and laughing along with Ron. Ginny on the other hand, had been rushed upstairs to her childhood room by a group of excited women. She now sat on her bed, looking at Hermione, Alicia, Angelina, Fleur and her mother. She looked around nervously at them and asked, "So, what do you think?"
Her nervous look soon lightened as the women questioned her about names, clothes, room colors, and many things that she had not even begun to think about.
Meanwhile, downstairs….
Harry's smile earlier was now faded greatly as he faced the Weasley men.
"So." Fred started.
"You and our baby sister's baby, eh?" George said, in what he would call a smooth voice.
Harry looked back and forth at them, a look on his face that clearly said, "Are you two on something?"
"Gred, Forge, shut up already, they're bloody married!" Ron said fiercly.
The nervous Harry now nodded along with Ron's statement.
"So, Harry, "Mr. Weasley began. " Have you thought about buying a house yet?"
"Well, we've been looking, and there is this one in particular…" He started. "It's a nice size, enough for us to raise a baby I guess."
"That's good to know." Charlie said from his spot on the couch.
"Is it close to the Burrow?" Bill questioned.
"Actually, it's on the outskirts of Hogsmeade." Harry said.
A tired Ginny, excited Harry, and new house later…
"There, that's the last of the boxes." Harry said, putting a few photos up on a shelf.
"Finally." Ginny said, sweeping her long red hair into a bun and falling onto the comfy green couch.
Harry bent down and picked her up from her spot on the couch, sitting down on the couch himself, he placed her in his lap, his hands automatically going towards her stomach.
"1 more month then, eh?" He asked, giving her a few light kisses.
"I wish it would be tomorrow, being pregnant is no easy feat." Ginny said tiredly.
"Well, at least I can say that we're now officialy moved in." He said proudly.
"Even after it took us 2 whole months just to unpack that last box." She replied coyly.
"Hey, we've been busy." He countered.
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They had been busy, in fact, they barely had enough time at all. For the last few months, they've been running around, buying new items for the baby, and finishing rooms in the house.
They're cottage in Hogsmeade just about had to be the coziest place. Leading up to the door was a multi-stoned pathway, decorated with flowers and even the occasional lawn gnome. Inside, past the large oak door, was a small foyer holding a simple closet and a few racks. Right past that was the living room, taking a theme of red and gold, it had a muggle Television (Harry insisted), a large red couch, 2 gold recliner chairs, crackling fireplace with mantle, and coffe table.
To the right of the living room was the kitchen, but to the left was a wooden staircase which led upstairs. Upstairs had 4 bedrooms, only 1 for Harry and Ginny, the baby's room, a game room, and a library.
The library had to be Ginny's favorite place to spend time, it was a fairly small room, although very long. It was about 10 x 25, the walls barely noticable because they were covered by tall bookcases, already overflowing with books. At the end of the room was a small desk and comfy black chair, seated right underneath the only window in the room.
This was actually where Ginny was currently seated at the moment, her baby due any day now. She leaned back in the chair, a book currently laying in her lap closed, her hair pulled into a messy bun and an empty bowl lying on the desk which had contatined pickle and strawberry ice cream. She could never figure out why she chose that flavor, but she just blamed it on the pregnancy hormones.
Suddenly, her eyes snapped open, she looked down and could see a small damp spot in her sweatpants. She gasped and thought 'There is no way in hell I just pissed myself.' Her bladder did seem to fill randomly during her later weeks of pregnancy, it had become unpredictable.
"HARRY!" She yelled. She couldn't get up with her stomach this large of a size, and Harry had told her to call for him if she needed help getting up.
She waited in silence, her ears searching for a response from him, it didn't come.
She listend carefully, she could here it, a few rooms down loud music was playing. Along with the music, Ginny heard a voice, a very off key voice at that. Laughing a little to herslef, she gave the wall a thump with her hand, and tried again. "HARRY JAMES POTTER!" She yelled, louder than before.
She grinned as she heard the loud music stop, and his loud and clumsy foot steps running down the hall. She chuckled a little as he burst into the room, wand drawn, looking around widly for something that was supposedly attacking her.
"You know, you could've apparated." Ginny said, laughing a little.
"What's wrong? Why'd you yell?" He asked, calming down a little and lowering his wand.
" I think I just pissed myself." She said, her cheeks tinted pink with embarassment. "I was asleep and dreaming of water and then-" Harry walked over to Ginny and silenced her by putting a single finger on her mouth.
"Your water broke Ginny." He said a little nervously.
-4 hours, a sweaty Ginny in labor, a hurt Harry, and a loud Weasley family later…-
"GET THIS BABY OUT OF ME." Ginny screamed as she went through another long contraction. She was currently gripping Harry's hand like her life depended on it, legs spread wide, a healer at the receiving end.
"Just a few more contractions to go, then we can start pushing." He told her and walked out of the room to get ready to deliver.
Mrs. Weasley took this time to straighten Ginny's bed sheets and push her hair out of her sweaty face. Hermione joined her, trying to help Ginny be as comfortable as possible, all while Harry winced in pain as Ginny's grip on his hand stayed.
She went through another contraction, her faced screwed with pain, and breathing deeply.
"Just take deep breaths Gin." Harry said soothingly.
Her eyes snapped open, contraction finished; she rounded on Harry.
"You." She said, glaring at him. She gave his groin area few hard pokes and he jumped. "I am never lettting that thing-" She poked him again. "Come near me, again."
"B-but." Harry started, already knowing that nothing he was going to say would make her hate him less.
"Quit the stuttering Potter." She said, not really meaning it but being in enough pain to say it.
Instead of responding to her, Harry dipped down and gave her a long, soft kiss. "I love you." He whispered.
That instantly got her, her face formed a loving smile and she softened up. "Sorry Harry, I love you too." She whispered back, giving him a few more kisses.
"Gosh you two, have to be snogging everytime I walk in the room, do you?" Ron said loudly as he walked into the delivery room followed by Fred and George who had identical evil grins on their faces.
"Shut it Ronniekins." Ginny said childishly, loosening her grip on Harry's hand and scooting over in the bed to let Harry sit by her side.
"What are you two grinning about now?" She asked Fred and George, still smiling at her.
"Oh nothing." Fred said, trying to sound innocent but not pulling it off at all.
"We just came to give Harry here a break from you is all." George chided in.
"Just take a sip of this, a new product, it calms nerves." Fred said, handing Harry a steaming mug of tea.
"Thanks." Harry said graciously, standing up to take it.
"I don' think-" Hermione started, but it was too late, he already took a sip and almost instantly turned into a large fluffy, hot pink canary.
Ginny roared with laughter and saw a flash out of the corner of her eye, someone had taken a picture.
"The all new, liquid canary creams, you can even chose the color you'd like." The twins said together.
She saw her father enter the room, a device in his hands. "What's that?" Ginny asked, holding the pink canary that was Harry in her outstretched hands. (A/N: Heh, rhyming! XD)
"It's a cimcerder!" Mr. Weasley said brightly, swiviling it around to get a full shot of the room.
"No, no, Mr. Weasley, a camcorder. It just records videos Ginny." Hermione said paitently.
Ginny jumped as Harry turned back into himself, walking over and examining the camcorder.
"This is really nice, where'd you get it?" He asked.
"Hermione gave it to me." Mr.Weasley said proudly.
"Hold on a second….You're going to record me giving birth?" Ginny asked suspiciously.
Mr.Weasley gulped. "Yes?"
"THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL I'LL LET MYSELF BE RECORDED IN THIS STATE." Ginny yelled, her hormones getting the best of her. She opened her mouth to speak again, but then snapped it shut, having another contraction.
Just then, the Healer rushed back into the room with a few other Healers behind him. One look at Ginny, and he said "Push."
-A long hour and 45 minutes later, a tired Ginny, shaken Harry and newborn baby later.-
"It's a girl." The Healer said, holding up the new baby, it just being delivered.
He handed the baby to Harry and he immidiately sat by Ginny's side.
"My daughter." He whispered.
"Our daugher." Ginny said, her face looking very worn out and tired, but very excited.
"Name?" The Healer questioned, clipboard in hand.
"Lily Ginerva Potter." Harry said, it being the name he and Ginny had come up with.
"Alright, thank you." The Healer said, jotting the name down and leaving the room.
Ginny held her baby daughter, watching as she squirmed around in her arms.
"She's beautiful, isn't she?" Harry said from her side.
"Yes." Ginny responded.
And for the first time in his life, Harry had a family.
A/N: Corny, eh? Well, I wanted it to end right after Ginny gave birth, so I guess it's alright...anways...
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