A/N: I don't own Harry Potter or any related characters

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Ginny's eyes widened at the scan. Twins wouldn't have surprised, Fred and George being such, but this… four of them? How could she and Harry even begin to figure out what to do being that outnumbered. She mentally cursed the Weasley genes that seemed to favor having a large family. She hadn't even wanted a large family, but like everything else in her life, fate seemed to have other ideas.

"We'll figure it out," Harry promised, taking her hand. "Besides, Hermione and Ron will help, and if need be, your mum will go gaga over watching at least one of her grandbabies," he pointed out. Ginny smiled, the panic feeling subsiding slightly. He was right. They had friends, family, that would help. They weren't alone, since Ginny had met Harry at school, she's never been truly alone.

"You're right, Harry. Guess we need to figure out a few more names? I mean, we had one of each..."

"That's easy! James, Sirius, Remus, Rubeus for boy," Harry said, giving Ginny a smile. She blinked in confusion at the last one.

"After Hagrid?"

"Yeah, he was there for me, when I first found out who I was, always invited me to tea, treated me like everyone else. I know most people didn't give him a chance, but he tried to be, well not like a parent, but like someone who cared. He did care about me and not because of what I did as a baby."

"Rubeus it is, what about if they're girls?"

"Um, Luna, Lily… and um…?" Harry shrugged.

"I agree with those, as long as Genevra isn't an option," Ginny stated, rolling her eyes. She did not her daughter named after her, someone else could use her name if they really wanted.

"Of course not, did you hear Oliver named his daughter Nimbus?"

"Yeah, that's not happening either. He was always a bit too Quidditch obsessed How about Gwenog, she really took me under her wing when I joined the Harpies and," Ginny paused, a smile crossing her face as she found the perfect name. "Minerva."

"Perfect," Harry stated, kissing her forehead. "Now, we need to reconfigure the nursery, and keep this a secret as long as possible."

"Works for me, too many things could go wrong, no sense telling everyone until everything is-"

"Right. Come on, let's get you home," Harry said, helping Ginny to her feet. She gave him a slight glare. "Or we could go grab some ice cream."

"Ice cream sounds perfect," she agreed, holding his hand as they left the mediwitch's office.