AN: Hi…

Note: It's Saturday in this chapter.

Well, you know how many kids there are gonna be, and you have an idea for the genders, but… you don't know the names and I do!

Review answers!

Skippyboo: So what? Billius isn't even a name! I checked on the internet! It's my fic, and I can do what I want. Besides, is it my fault I didn't know what Hermione's middle name was?

Hermioneandron4life: Yay! I'm glad you think you're going to like this!

Special2: Yay! I play violin too! And so do a lot of my friends! LOL. And I'll try to keep the work up! I'm writing a lot of essays and I'm also doing a lot of benchmark thingys, so I'm hoping that those pay off story wise. : D (LOL, I'm having a hard time typing this because my kitty is bothering me. BAD KITTY!) (LOL, that reminds me of that movie, "Madagascar"!)

Pettybureaucrat: No, Penelope is single, sorry. And OMFG, I can't believe I forgot about the pickles and ice cream craving! And chocolate! Lots and lots of chocolate! Oh, yeah, and whipped cream. If I ever get pregnant, I'm gonna eat a LOT of that. LOL. (Though I kind of hope I never get pregnant because of the pain of labor. LOL.)

Anonymous: Well, that's how I wrote it. Live with it.

Urm: See answer to Anonymous.

Stylin'Fire: I'm one of the few who believe that James had blue eyes, so Daniel would get the blue eyes from him. I forgot Ginny had brown eyes because I haven't read CoS in a LONG time.

StarliteBaby: Yes, I know, but technically, 'Billius' isn't a real name. I checked on a website for baby names. But, I'll tell you what. I'll check a couple other baby name sites, and if 'Billius' comes up as a name, I'll change the chapters that have wrong middle names for people. Oh, and I didn't know that Hermione's middle name is Jane.

Nutcase: Wait, what do you mean 'they'? I mean, Harry's not pregnant! Ginny is! But, anyway, I had them have that outburst because it would make the chapter longer, and because I wanted them to do that. Can't an author have their reasons?

Lauren: YOU HAVE GOT TO BE INSANE! AS IF I WOULD KILL OFF TWO OF GINNY'S TRIPLETS! THEY'RE ALL PART OF THE PLOT! Although there isn't really a plot yet… But still!

This chapter is dedicated to my friends at school: Michael Matthew John, Jaqueline Neil, and Haily Doyle. It's also dedicated to me (my middle name is Kathryn), Daniel Radcliffe (AKA Teh Hotness), and Sirius Black, even though he is a fictional character. : D

(Harry's POV)

Ugh. I hated having a pregnant wife. Thank God I had Dobby to help her. Of course, he just volunteered. She was 13 weeks and already a quarter of the size of a full-term pregnant woman with only one child.

"HARRY!" she yelled from upstairs. I ran up there. "Harry, can you bring me some chocolate and help me to the hot tub? I can't really see my feet and I don't want to fall."

"Alright, come on," I said, helping her up. "Do you want something soothing?"

"Yes, please," she sighed. "The Lavender, Rose, and Mint leaf taps."

I turned the desired taps on when she had gotten into the tub. I took my clothes off and got into the tub with her. We had a nice snogging that lasted at least half an hour.

"Hey, honey? Do you think we could do some shopping for the babies later? Please?" she asked, stroking my abs.

"You read my mind! But, yeah, let's do that. After we decorate the nursery, we can pick out names, too!"

"I already have a few ideas. If we have a girl with red hair and green eyes, we're going to name her Lillian and for her middle name… I kind of like Elizabeth. Is that okay?"

"I like that," I replied. "Dobby! Come here, please!"

"You is calling Dobby? Is you wishing for towels?" asked Dobby.

"Yes, please, Dobby. Oh, and can you call Ron and Hermione?" Ginny asked.

"I is getting your towels and calling your Wheezys!" he said, leaving the room.

"I love you," I said, stroking her vivid hair.

"I love you, too," she replied, kissing me softly.

Dobby came back into the room with our towels. "Your Wheezys is waiting in the entryway."

"Thank you, Dobby. Please lead them to the den and offer them refreshments," Ginny told him.

"I is doing that!" he said eagerly.

Ginny and I dried ourselves off. Ginny decided to put on an emerald green maternity top, a purple hoodie, and some royal blue maternity pants. I put on the clothes that I had on before I was in the hot tub. We then went downstairs.

"Harry, do you know you have Malfoy as a neighbor?" Ron asked. Hermione smacked him. "OW! What the hell was that for?" She just smiled. Ron started muttering something about women being a mystery.

"Yeah, I did."

"So, Ginny, are you ready to go?" Hermione asked.

"Sure am! Where are we going first? Lil' Wizards or some other shop?"

"Neither," Hermione said. "The Burrow."

"Come ON, Hermione! Harry's the Seeker for Puddlemere United! He gets 500,000 Galleons a year, and that's just for being their Seeker! We're rich! We don't want hand-me-downs anymore!" Ginny shouted.

"Hermione, you and Ron can have Molly's old baby stuff if you want it. I'm buying new things for my children. I don't want them to have to have hand-me-downs like Ginny and I did," I spoke up.

(Ginny's POV)

Yay! We ditched Ron and Hermione! Now I get to go shoppin' for my babies! I can't wait until we get to see them. I want to hold them so badly.

"Harry, shouldn't we go to Gringott's first?" I asked.

"Oh, yeah!"

I smacked him playfully.

"Ow! What did I do?" he asked. I just smiled at him sweetly.

We walked into Gringott's and up to one of the goblins.

"Mr. and Mrs. Harry Potter wish to make a withdrawal," Harry said in a professional-like tone.

"And do Mr. and Mrs. Harry Potter have their key?" the goblin asked, peering at us.

"Yes, we do," I said, showing the goblin the key.

"Very well. Wenlock will take you to your vault." A stout little goblin came scurrying towards us.

"Ma'am, you must wait up here. We don't want you to lose the child or children," Wenlock told me. I nodded.

"Ginny, it'll only be a couple minutes. Okay?" Harry asked me. I nodded and sat down on a bench. Suddenly, I felt one of the triplets kick. I beamed. When Harry came back with a sack full of gold, I was positively glowing.

"What're you so happy about?" he asked.

"One of them kicked!" I said.

"Kitty, that's great!" he told me, using my nickname that came from my Animagus.

"Come on, I want to get this over with. I really want to go home and pick out names."

"Ginny, you're only three months!" he protested.

"Harry, come ON!" I said, tugging him. "I don't care! I still want to look at baby names! Come on! We have to go to Flourish and Blott's first to get the baby name book!"

Later, when we were done with our shopping, we headed home. We cuddled up in bed together and took a look at the book.

"What about James?" Harry asked me.

"Hon, you're already named after your father! I'm not going to name our son after your father when you've already been named after him! Now, how about Daniel Sirius Potter, Aidan Bradley Potter, and Matthew Johnathan Potter?"

"Well, I like Daniel Sirius and Matthew Johnathan, but I don't really like Aidan Bradley. How about Michael Angelo?" he said.

"I like that… Michael Angelo… Okay, now it's time for girls. I like Kathryn Haily Potter. 'Kathryn' is spelled K-A-T-H-R-Y-N and 'Haily' is spelled H-A-I-L-Y. I also like Lillian Elizabeth Potter, like I said earlier. 'Lillian' has two l's and 'Elizabeth' has a z instead of an s. The last one I like is Jaqueline Marie Potter. Do you like those?"

"Well, I'm okay with Lillian Elizabeth and Jaqueline Marie, but I don't like Haily. The 'Kathryn' part is fine, but I just don't like that middle name. Do you like Harmony?"

"Yeah, I love that name! Okay, so for boys we have Daniel Sirius Potter, Michael Angelo Potter, and Matthew Johnathan Potter. For girls we have Kathryn Harmony Potter, Lillian Elizabeth Potter, and Jaqueline Marie Potter. Is that right?" I asked my husband.

"Yep," Harry replied, grabbing some parchment and jotting down the names. "Now let's go to sleep."

"Hm…" I said, snuggling up against him. "I love you."

"I love you too," he told me, putting his hand against my tummy just in time to feel one of our kids kick.

"Did you feel it?" I asked.

"Yeah," he said. Then he brought his head down close to my tummy and whispered, "Hey, kids, go to sleep so your mummy can sleep!" I chuckled and kissed him.

"Good night," I said.

"Good night."

We were lying there for a while when I spoke up.

"Harry?"

"Hmm?"

"Can I have some pickles and ice cream?"

"Ugh…"

AN: Yeah, I know, it sucks. Except for the last part. Well, I'm sick and I can't help that. Stupid cold. Thanks a lot, Jackie! You gave me your cold! LOL. But, anyways, can someone tell me what a jumper is? Is it like a hoodie? Grr… If I could kill you, Jackie, I would! (JK) Still, you gave me your cold!

NOTE: I know that choosing names takes longer than one day, but… I made it that way!

J/N: Err-yeah, sorry about the cold. Even though I am technically in Canada….get better soon. Funny, I was looking at the baby names you've picked and I realized that 'Jaqueline' is my real name also….although its speled 'Jaclyn'. The sudden craving was good….I have a friend who eats pickles and peanut butter nearly everyday. Kind of disgusting….and sticky.

And don't worry about the time period…you're the author, not the reviewers. If they don't like it, they shouldn't bother to read it. Although helpful, constructive criticism is even better for an author then just praise.

Cheers!

AN2: Well, yeah, but I like praise better than constructive criticism. LOL.