Bonjour! How y'all doin? here's the next chapter, enjoy! This is a request for Solia. I hope you like it!

A Few Hours Later

For the past couple of nights, Harry had not been sleeping well at all. Ginny, being how far along the pregnancy she was, would wake him up and ask him (well, more like demanded) him to get her a butterbeer or chocolate frogs or anything she was craving at the time. Harry would of course oblige, he would gladly do anything to help his wife. After all, she was having the baby, not him. But tonight, Harry's lack of sleep was finally catching up to him, and long hours at the office weren't helping. As soon as he took of his glasses and placed them on the nightstand, his head hit the pillow and fell fast asleep. Tiredness quickly overcame him. Harry couldn't remember a time in hi life, other than killing Voldermort, when he felt so exhausted. Naturally Harry feel into a deep sleep, only to be woken up a few hours later.

"Harry," whispered Ginny, lightly tugging on Harry's pajama. No response.

"Harry," she hissed, nudging him in the ribs.

"Harry!" Ginny yelled. Harry's head shot up in shock, his eyes clouded with sleep.

"Mmm?" he replied groggily, trying to rub the exhaustion away.

"It's time," said Ginny, as she carefully scooted off the bed.

"Time for what, exactly?" Harry asked, squinting at the clock. It was four in the morning. I must be dreaming, concluded Harry. It was still dark out, but he could make out Ginny's full figure. She seemed to be putting on her shoes, with great difficulty.

"Gin, where are you going?" asked Harry.

Ginny stood in the doorway, trying her very best to stay calm.

"Well, I don't know about you, but I'm going to St. Mungos to have this baby. Feel free to come if you'd like. Hope it's not to much of a bother," she said dryly.

At those words, Harry shot back up again.

"You're joking, right?" he said seriously.

"Why the bloody hell would I be joking about this?!" exclaimed Ginny. That's all Harry needed to hear for him to realize this was real. This was actually happening.

He jumped out of bed, jammed on his shoes, grabbed his wand, and crammed his glasses on his face.

"I didn't think it was going to happen like this. It's just—this isn't the way it is in muggle movies," explained Harry, gingerly dragging his wife to the fireplace.

"If this was a muggle movie, my husband wouldn't be so clueless," Ginny said under her breath. The pains were starting to come, fast Harry smiled and gently guided her into the mantle. She then inhaled sharply as she clutched her side.

"Did I hurt you?" Harry asked, alarmed.

"No," she answered thickly, "it's just the baby." This worried him even more.

"Okay well, um, so right after you Floo to the medical center, I'm going to disaparate there, alright? I'll be right behind you. And don't worry, after that I'll never leave your sight. I will send a message to your –" Harry was silenced with a deep, passionate kiss from his wife. After what seemed to be an eternity, Ginny pulled away.

"By the time you finished, the baby would've been married," Harry laughed shakily. "You're going to be such a great father, Harry."

Ginny grabbed the pot of Floo Powder and quickly poured handful into her palm. Another sharb sensation jabbed her back. In response, Ginny whimpered but clenched her jaw. She didn't want Harry to worry anymore.

"I'll see you soon?" Ginny asked, already knowing the answer.

Harry nodded, "Of course, now go," he said softly. Ginny inhaled sharply and shut her eyes closed.

"St. Mungos Maternity Center, " she stated clearly, dropping the powder. The mantle lit up with green flames, and it's coolness intensified. When the flame cleared, Ginny was gone.

Without hesitation, Harry whipped out is wand and said, "We are at St. Mungos. Ginny is having the baby."

Sudden;y, a stag burst out of his wand tip and ran through the window, making his way to the others. Harry then disaparated out of the room and into the night.

To be continued…

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