Once again, I do not own Harry Potter

"Okay Mum, Dad... I'm going to introduce you to my fiancee. Just, be nice..." said Harry, smiling.

"Okay... But if she pulls any crazy stunts, then I'm going to hex her into oblivion," muttered Lily.

"Lils, you're a portrait, you can't hex anything!" said James soothingly, "Hey, Harry?"

"What?"

"Make sure you put us in the living room. I don't fancy being a bedroom portrait. I really don't want to see my son snog his fiancee senseless."

"James!"

"Well? Do you want to be in that position?"

"Dad, change the subject!"

"Fine... Hey, where are we going?"

"Legatos" answered Harry, "To meet Ginny for dinner."

"Hey, that's where me and your mother went for our first date! May I recommend the spaghetti? It's really good," said James, excitedly.

"Never mind that. We finally get to meet the infamous Ginny Weasley!" exclaimed Lily.

"Yes, and would you guys kind of go easy on her? She's still mad about the 'best friend kissing fiance thing.'"

"Okay, I'll be civil," Lily said, "But only if your father promises to be nice to her. Otherwise, you might have to move us outside."

"Mum, please don't ruin this."

"I'm not. Actually, why don't you open that box that you got out of the vault?"

"Why?"

"Because I want you to give Ginny what's inside of it."

Harry opened the box and gasped. Inside was a note, addressed to "Harry Potter's girlfriend, fiancee, or wife" and three rings. One was an engagement ring that looked as if it would belong to a queen, with a huge diamond that had four little diamond rows that came from each corner to help support the main diamond. Harry gasped when he saw it. Next was a woman's wedding band with "My Angel" written on the outside of it. The final ring was a men's wedding band with "My Love" written on it.

"Were these your wedding rings?" asked Harry, clearly speechless.

"The one and the same," answered Lily, smiling.

"I particularly like the engagement ring. Maybe you can take Ginny's back..." said James, wistfully.

"I'll repropose tonight," answered Harry, "Um, do you mind if I take you over home? I'd kind of like tonight to be just for me and Ginny. She'll see you when we get back to the Burrow."

"The Burrow," James said sharply.

"You're living with the Weasley's?" Lily asked, sounding appalled.

"Um, well, I'm only 19. I don't start getting paid until I finish my first year at work. I'm still in school right now."

"What are you doing?" asked James.

"Auror training."

"AUROR TRAINING?" Lily and James yelled.

"Yes, Auror training."

"Oh, well, um, well done," said Lily, shocked.

"What? You don't think our son could follow in his father's footsteps?"

"No, it's just that I didn't think that he would want to do that kind of work," finished Lily, lamely.

"What did you do?" asked Harry.

"I was an Unspeakable for the Department of Mysteries," answered Lily, briskly.

"Really? What sort of work did you do?"

"Can't say," answered Lily grimly.

"But, Mum!"

"No 'But, Mum' mes. Hey, is that your fiancee?"

"Oh! But, we weren't supposed to meet until 7:00!"

"Son? It's 6:55..." James said with a smile on his face.

"Harry! What are you doing?" came Ginny's voice.

"Oh, uh... I was headed to the Burrow to drop off a painting.."

"Harry! Do not call us a simple painting. We are a painting of upmost importance!" James said.

"Harry, is that your parents?" asked Ginny, surprised.

"Oh, um yeah... Ginny, meet my Mum and Dad."

"Well, I see my son has excellent taste. We Potters tend to like redheads, I see," James said, "Hello, I'm James Potter and this is my wife, Lily."

"Hello, dear," said Lily.

"Oh, um, hi... Harry, are your parents going to be joining us for dinner?" Ginny asked crisply.

"Well, I found this painting in my vault and I figured I'd take it back to the Burrow. That's where I was headed right now. Then to the restaurant."

"Oh," said Ginny in a lighter tone, "Then I'll meet you there. Bye, James, Lily..."

"Harry, she seems like a wonderful girl," said Lily.

"Mum, you have no idea. Um, I guess I'll take you to the Burrow." And with that, Harry disapparated.

Sitting Lily and James's painting on the bed, Jmaes said a quick good-bye and Apparated to Legato's. Seeing Ginny sitting on a bench, he walked over to her and put his hands over her eyes.

"Guess who?"

"Lucius Malfoy," Ginny laughed.

"Bingo," said Harry and led Ginny into the restaurant.

"Potter, party of two," said Harry, putting his arm around Ginny.

"Ah, Mr. Potter, right this way," said the waitress. Looking up, she gasped.

"You're Harry Potter!" she squeaked, dropping the stack of menus she was holding. Leaning down to pick them up, she blushed. Harry just smiled at her kindly and waited patiently for her to show them to their table.

Finally, after they reached the table, they ordered their food.

"Harry?"

"Yes?"

"Well, um... I had a doctor's appointment today."

"You-- You did? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because you were busy snogging Hermione."

"I wasn't snogging Hermione! She just kind of came at me!"

"I know, I know... but it still messed with me a lot. So, I decided to go on my own for a little 'me' time. I hope you understand..."

"Yeah... I guess..." It was now or never. Harry felt for the box in his pocket and pulled it out.

"Here's your food!" the waitress said, brandishing Harry's dish in front of him,"If anything's wrong, please, don't hesitate to ask, Mr. Potter. Here," the watiress said, slapping Ginny's plate down in front of her.

Upon seeing this, Ginny got to her feet.

"I've put up with this since we got here! I am not purring up with it any longer. Harry, come on!" Ginny said, grabbing Harry and dragging him out of his seat.

"AND STOP FLIRTING WITH MY FIANCEE!" Ginny screeched.

"Ginny? Are you okay?" asked Harry once they had gotten out of the restaurant.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Why?" asked Ginny, innocently.

"Well, can I ask you something?"

"Sure. Anything!"

Harry got down one knee and Ginny looked at him in confusion.

"Harry, are you okay? Are you hurt? What's wrong?"

"Ginny, I'm fine. Will you marry me?"

"Harry, we're already engaged. Why are you reproposing?"

"Because I got a better ring. It used to be my mother's."

"Of course, I'll marry uou. My answer still hasn't changed!" said Ginny, throwing herself on top of Harry, who spinned her around.

"Come on, Ginny... I want to introduce you to my parents. "

"Your parents? Are you sure they'll like me? Was I too crisp with them earlier? Do they like redheads? Will they be--"

"Ginny... my parents already said that it looked like I had good taste in women when they saw you. So, as long as you act like yourself and keep anything that might sound sort of 'pregnancy horomonish' to yourself, we should be fine!" said Harry, reassuringly.

Okay... thought Ginny, I never thought I'd have to do this! She grabbed Harry's arm and they Disapparated.

Upon Apparating into Harry's bedroom, Ginny walked over to the bed, where she saw Lily and James's painting. Harry walked over behind her and picked up the painting and hung it on the wall. Ginny walked over to Lily and James and smiled.

"Hello, Ginny," said Lily, smiling.

"Hello, Mrs. Potter, Mr. Potter," said Ginny, nodding at each of them in turn.

"Please, it's Lily. And even if James asks you to call him Mr. Potter, I am begging you-- don't do it," Lily put her hand to the side of her face, "He's still a bit egotistical,"

"Hey, I heard that!" said James from the corner of the painting.

"Heard what, dear?" asked Lily innocently.

"Never mind," said James, who looked back over at Ginny. "So, you're marrying my son?"

"I guess so," said Ginny.

"And you're having his baby?" asked James, increduously, eyeing Ginny's stomach suspiciously.

"Yes, I am," said Ginny, defiantly.

"Honey, it's okay," said Harry in a soothing voice.

"Aren't you a bit young?" asked Lily, curiously.

"I'm 18," said Ginny, "Besides, if I didn't have the baby, then Harry would have died. Did he tell you that part?"

"No, actually he kindly overlooked that little detail. Harry, would you like to tell us what's going on?"

"Fine, Mum. There was a prophecy that was made about me, stating that I would have to extend the family line because the 'One that had defeated the Dark Lord' would have to extend the line or die and the 'Dark Lord would destroy the one that had destroyed him.' Meaning, I would die if Ginny didn't get pregnant."

There was a very pregnant pause after Harry finished speaking.

"Whoa," said James, breaking the silence.

"You can say that again," said Ginny, putting her hand to her stomach. She wasn't very far along at all, but you could just see that her stomach had started to swell. "Hey, Harry?"

"What?"

"I couldn't button up my pants this morning... I had to wear maternity pants."

Upon hearing this, Harry smiled.

"So, are you planning on finding out what you're having?" asked Lily, excitedly.

"Actually, we already did," said Ginny, excitedly.

"And?" asked Lily.

"It's a girl," said Harry, smiling.

"Have you picked out a name for her yet?" asked James.

"We haven't decided on anything yet, but I was wanting to name her Lily," said Ginny.

"Then, Lily it will be," said Harry.

At this Lily smiled and looked down at her son. "Really?" she asked, "You're really going to name her Lily?"

"Yes," said Ginny, firmly, "Harry, what do you think of Lily Ginevra Potter?"

"I think it's perfect," said Harry, sweeping Ginny into a deep kiss.

"See James? Don't they remind you of us when we were that age?" asked Lily, thoughtfully.

"An uncanny resemblence," said James, smiling down on his son and his fiancee