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Hey guys sorry for not telling you this earlier but this is the last chapter. I have ideas for another story and with enough encouragement I might do a sequel to this story. I f you do want me to do one I need ideas though. Thanks for all of you reviews and your support through out the story, I love you all!

Chapter 15 The first cry he'd ever been glad to hear.

Charlie Weasley walked with Oliver Wood towards the England Ouidditich coach's office. After Lily had taken Harry home, the rest had gone home except Molly who stayed with her baby in case she woke up. At eight o'clock the next morning Charlie decided everyone else was too busy to think about Harry's practices. So he went and told Wood about the accident, who brought him to the coach. When they got to the door Wood knocked.

"Come in." They heard a voice from inside. Wood opened the door and Charlie followed him in.

"Good morning, coach. This is Charlie Weasley. Used to play with me at school and he's Potter's brother-in-law." Wood introduced the two.

"Well it's nice to meet you Charlie." The coach said as they shook hands. "But unfortunately we don't have any open positions on our team."

Charlie shook his head, "No that's not why I came sir. It's about Harry. I don't know if you knew this but his wife's pregnant." Charlie waited for recognition.

"Oh yes he told us. He was very excited that day. Did some very excellent dives." The coach chuckled.

"Well sir last night his wife, my sister, fell down the steps. So far they're both ok but are still in the hospital." The coach's eyes went wide.

"You tell Potter that he takes off all the time he needs and I don't want to see him back here until his wife and baby are safely home." The coach nodded his head to close the discussion.

"Thank you sir, I'll be sure to tell him." After another handshake, Charlie apparated to Harry's house.

Lily and James were sitting on the couch, hands clasped and worried looks on their faces. When they heard Charlie they looked up and gave him weak smiles.

"Morning." Lily said, she didn't know this Weasley very well because he was away most of the time but he seemed nice enough from what she'd seen.

"I went and talked to Harry's coach this morning and he said that he can take off all the time he needs. And he doesn't want to see him at practice until after the baby's born." Charlie thrust his hands in his pockets.

"Thank you for doing that, we didn't think of it." James got up and shook the man's hand.

"Well I just wanted to let you know. I think I'll go visit my sister and then go get some sleep. Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Then Charlie apparated to the hospital leaving James and Lily to sit back down on the couch and wait for their son to wake up. They didn't have to wait long because a few minutes later Harry came bounding down the stairs in a hurry. He was still wearing the clothes from last night which were his sweaty Quidditch robes.

"Morning. I'm going now." Then without waiting for the protests he knew were coming he apparated away. Lily opened her mouth to speak but then closed it when she realized he had gone. She gave a look to her husband who just shrugged with his eyes knotting themselves into a large frown.

Harry apparated a few feet away from Ginny's room. He turned to go in when he heard a familiar voice yelling down the hall.

"Get your bloody hands off of me. I don't want you to touch me!" Then Harry saw a bleached blonde man his age and instantly recognized Malfoy.

"Mr. Malfoy you are injured and we must take care of you." A healer sighed exasperated as she tugged on his arm. Malfoy's nose was three or four times bigger than normal and was green, crooked, pointed and had a hairy wart on it. He looked like he had a stereotypical witch's nose. Harry coughed out a laugh and then wished he hadn't. Malfoy's head snapped in his direction.

"Potter, what are you doing here?" he asked coldly.

"Mr. Potter's wife is recovering from a serious fall Mr. Malfoy. And if you do not stop interrogating him I'll give you a few more things to match that nose." The healer obviously despised Malfoy and was being quite professional Harry thought.

"Potter pushed her, no doubt. Not that that blood traitor doesn't deserve it." Malfoy sneered.

"Mr. Malfoy! Mr. Potter!" The healer exclaimed and jumped in front of Harry as he lunged towards Malfoy. The healer whispered quietly in Harry's ear. "Now I don't like him either, but my job is on the line." Then louder so that both could hear her she said, "Now Mr. Potter if you continue to try to attack my patients I'll send you out of this building faster than you can say 'Tweedledee.'" Harry gaped at her. Malfoy laughed.

"You'll have to understand he's used to getting whatever he wants because he's Bloody Harry Potter." Then Malfoy walked away with the Healer in tow.

Hermione had been coming the other way from the cafeteria. After she looked at Malfoy as he passed she burst out laughing. Harry gave her a weak smile.

"What happened to him?" he asked her.

"Well the word around the hospital is that he got in a fight with his daddy." Hermione giggled. Harry shook his head trying to see if he had heard her right when she had said Daddy!

"The healers said she hasn't woken up once." Hermione said quietly.

"Well at least she hasn't woken up without me there yet." Harry said glumly. He was once again headed towards her door when another healer called his name. He turned to look at her and she gave him a look that said 'I don't think you should go in yet' but he gave her a look that said 'Try and stop me' she sighed and said "Never mind" and turned down the hall.

Harry finally got into his wife's room. She was laying on her back with tubes in her arm. Her eyes were closed and she had a blank expression on her face. Harry took her hand as he sat down in the empty chair next to her bed. He wasn't sure how long he sat there, tracing a pattern on her hand with his thumb. After a while he felt the hand in his stir. He looked up into Ginny's face and saw her eyes opening. He stood and walked over to her bed. Then he sat on the edge gently.

"Ginny can you hear me?" He asked anxiously.

"Yes, of course I can, Harry." Ginny laughed.

"Oh Ginny. I'm so sorry. It's all my fault you fell. I shouldn't have said those things to you. I should have tried harder to catch you. I shouldn't have stepped out of the way and just let you hit me." Harry rambled on and on searching Ginny's eyes for anger or hate but he didn't see it.

"Harry is the baby okay?" Ginny asked afraid.

"Yes. It's still in you too." Harry smiled.

"And am I okay?" Ginny asked a little more confident/

"Yes. You're fine, thank Merlin." Harry sighed.

"Then there's nothing to be sorry for. Anyway it isn't your fault. I shouldn't have yelled at you. Or said those mean things to you. And I shouldn't have tried to hit you. I'm sure it had to be a funny sight, a bloated pregnant women trying to lunge at someone." Ginny laughed.

"No, Ginny. It was scary. I was so scared I'd lost you. I still am sorry. I should have tried to be more understanding about what you were going through." Harry said but was then cut off from saying anything else by Ginny.

"Harry, just shut up and kiss me." And so he did but not for long because Fred and George burst into the room.

"Harry, you've got to see it!"

"Up on the fourth floor."

"Spell damage to be exact."

"Yes, well anyway there's a huge scene."

"They put Malfoy to sleep."

"To you know remove his nose and,"

"And the healer was so mad at him that she,"

"She shaved off all his hair!"

"And now he's awake."

"And as mad as hell."

"But you've got to go have a look."

"His head is like a beacon."

"So shiny."

"We've taken pictures."

"Thinking of selling them at major events and gatherings."

"They'll be a huge seller."

"Malfoy the bald bouncing ferret."

Then they headed towards the door to leave. When Fred stopped without turning and said, "Nice to have you back Ginny." Then George added, "As a get well gift we'll give you a free picture."

With that they left Harry and Ginny laughing, thinking of a bald Malfoy.

Ginny stayed the rest of her pregnancy in the hospital. Harry who had been given all this time off didn't know what to do with himself because Ginny wouldn't let him spend all of his time in the hospital. One day he was leaving the bathroom after just taking a shower when he remembered a conversation he had had with Ginny a week or so before she fell. They had decided to try adding a shower in the downstairs bathroom. So Harry devoted his time to the downstairs shower. He did most of it without magic, only using it for hard things like moving the shower and expanding the room. By Ginny's eighth month the bathroom was finished and Harry couldn't wait to surprise Ginny with it.

A week after finishing the bathroom, Harry was cleaning up from his breakfast and then get ready to go to the hospital when Lily popped out of the living room fireplace.

"Harry I came to tell you that Ginny's going into labor."

"What! She's still got three weeks." Harry's eyes went wide.

"Well that doesn't matter now because the baby's coming."

Harry threw on some robes and apparated to Ginny's room. He looked around and realized that the room was empty. Lily apparated in after him and sighed.

"They moved her to another room." She grabbed his hand and pulled him down the hallway. When they entered they heard Ginny scream. Harry winced and rushed over to her.

"Harry, I'm so glad you're hear." Ginny exhaled.

"I'm here. Are you okay?" He asked and Ginny threw him a look.

"No I'm not bloody okay. I'm pushing a baby out of me."

"Sorry Ginny, stupid question."

"Would you stop always saying sorry!"

"Sorry. I mean okay." Harry mumbled. Then Ginny screamed again and grabbed Harry's hand. He thought she'd just squeezed it into nothing. Then a healer walked in.

"Are you ready Ginny?"

"It's about bloody time!" Ginny snarled. Harry gave the healer an apologetic look but he just gave him a shrug that said 'I deal with this everyday.'

"Okay then on the count of three I need you to push. One two Three" And Ginny pushed with all her might.

"One more time Ginny." Ginny gave one last push and the Healer caught the small baby. As the baby cried out Harry realized that that cry was the first cry he'd ever been glad to hear.

The end.