Chapter 15

"Harry!" Ginny yelled.
"What! Is it time? Let me grab your suitcase! I'll call the doctor! Are you okay! Can you make it down the stairs? I told you to move all your things down here! You shouldn't be on the stairs! I know-"
"I just need my shoes tied! I can't reach them!"
"Oh. Sorry," he said coming up the stairs.
"You are so going to forget me when the baby decides to come!" she laughed.
"I will not!" he said defiantly. His face was sort of red and he was shaking slightly.
"We're having Hermione drive us. She'll be able to keep calm! Maybe I won't die on the way to the hospital," she said with a laugh.
"I'm not that bad! Am I?" he asked looking ashamed.
"No. Not at all," she said sarcastically.

Just then, the door creaked open.
"Hey! I heard yelling! Is the baby coming?" Hermione yelled from the foot of the stairs.
"No! I just needed my shoes tied!" Ginny laughed down the stairs. I had to lock Ron in the bathroom to keep him from calling the police!" she laughed back.
"Well, you can let him out now. False alarm!"

That night, after Harry had gone to bed, Ginny went downstairs to get a glass of the Grapinapple juice she'd craved so bad. She had just drained the glass when she felt her stomach muscles contract painfully. She passed it off as a stomach cramp, but kept paying attention nonetheless. She was halfway up the stairs after three glasses of her juice, when she felt it again. She went upstairs to the bed, lie down, and rolled over to Harry. She shook him awake.
"Wha-"
"Harry. It's time."
"WHAT!"