Baby – Ginny
"Pregnant? I can't be pregnant!!" Ginny cried.
"Sorry Mrs Potter but the test is never wrong. You're going to be a mother!" said the small mediwitch brightly. Too brightly, thought Ginny.
There was a loud CRACK as Harry apparated into the small room at St. Mugo's.
"What did I miss?" he said, rushing to Ginny's side.
"Oh, nothing much dear. I had a test, a cup of tea and me and the mediwitch here had a lovely conversation about how you're a selfish bastard who can't remember to cast a simple contraception charm." She replied sweetly.
Realization dawned on Harry and he dropped his bags on the hospital floor.
"we...we're pregnant?!" he asked in awe.
"YES WE'RE BLOODY PREGNANT!" shouted Ginny.
Harry beamed at his wife and he ran to kiss her before stopping midstride.
"What's wrong?" he asked her tenderly.
"We're too young to have a baby! You've only just joined the ministry! We could be in debt for years and years!"
"We'll get through it. We'll love this baby."
Ginny smiled at the memory as her baby was handed to her.
"It's a boy! A living, breathing boy!" whispered Harry, awestruck.
Ginny was lost for words at the beauty of her son. Never before had she seen such downy hair or such milky white skin.
"Welcome to the world James Sirius Potter."