Two weeks and nothing! Nothing! I don't know what more I have to do! It's not like we aren't trying! I mean we're having sex anywhere. Sometimes twice a day, and still no baby. And Harry made the mistake of telling my mother we're trying for a baby. Now all I hear is tips about what to do with my nipples. First of all I don't want anyone but me, my doctor, and Harry to be talking about my nipples and second of all this isn't helping my nerves. Did I want to know that after you have a baby you bleed for like forty days? Hell no! It's like the opposite of my menstrual lent. Instead of giving it up for forty days, it does it for forty days. Like a bad New Years resolution. My body says, hey I wont do it! Then fourteen years later it's like, alright I'll only do it once a month for three or five days. Then you have a baby and it's like going to town. It's like hell Ya! Forty days!
Anyways two weeks and no baby. I'm really getting nervous I mean I know I shouldn't that it takes women years to conceive, but I don't want it to be years anymore. Sure at first I was only doing it because I didn't think we'd get pregnant, and now I'm doing it because I want this baby! I really do. I walked into a baby shop yesterday and looked at all the baby crap! I saw this woman buying tons of stuff and she was all chubby and pregnant and I was frigging jealous!
What is the matter with me? Is my body rejecting his sperm? Is it incompatible? They could go to council. My eggs could sit down with his sperm and only allow the select few in. I don't mind. Load me up! I just want a baby. I feel like I'm disappointing Harry. He told me not to worry and that it usually takes a few months. He says I need to ovulate. I knew I shouldn't of let him go and talk with Hermione. See, I try and do something nice and it comes back and bites me in the ass. Like a mosquito. Or a tiger. Or a banker.
I was lighting candles when Harry entered the living room with a pop. I gasped and dropped the match on the couch. Harry quickly put it out with his wand.
"Why are you lighting them the muggle way?" Harry asked frowning.
"Because we live in a muggle neighborhood," I explained.
"So?" Harry said defiantly from the kitchen. I could kick his ass some times. "Hey I want to talk to you."
"Then do it," I said sitting on the scorched couch. I stood up and pulled out my wand. With one quick movement this couch was as good as new. Really this poor thing gets the crap beaten out of it daily. I knew we should have gotten insurance…
"I saw something you might like today," Harry said walking into the kitchen wearing jeans and a sweatshirt.
"Body chocolate?" I asked smiling. Harry paused mid-sentence and frowned.
"No. I saw a house," Harry said carefully.
"A house," I repeated letting the words form in my head. "Where?"
"A bit more into the country. You know closer to your parents but not close enough that they can walk, and really close to Ron and Hermione but not like next door," Harry said looking nervous.
"What color?" I asked trying to form a picture.
"White," Harry said still watching me. "With green shutters and a big porch. There's a lake in the back yard and a swing in the front. There are two great trees that sort of shade the front yard in the afternoon. It is built on like two acres of land and there are hills and all these wild flowers. There is this huge garden filled with all these flowers, and a small stone patio in the back yard. There is one of those swings that hangs from the trees. I would really love for you to come and look at it. I think that it would be perfect for a baby."
I felt a smile curving my lips. Just the thought of the house made me smile.
"What does the inside look like?" I asked imagining what I would want.
"Big and spacious. I think with the right touch it could be really homey," Harry said sitting next to me. "There are four bedrooms and a master bedroom. There is hardwood floors in all the rooms, except that bathrooms. Uh, there is a huge conservatory with all stained glass windows. All the windows are stained glass and there is a big tower with a spiral staircase that leads to this big room I thought would be amazing as a library. There are two huge room that are connected to each other when you walk in the door. That is like the living room and dining room. Then there is this big kitchen that is attached to the living room. When you first walk in you see big open room where you can put your shoes and coat away, then there is a room to your right. I thought we could use that as a study. Then to your left is the huge living room and you have to go down two steps to go into it. Then in front of you is a big spiral staircase that leads to all the bedrooms. There is also a back entrance from the kitchen. The master bedroom has a big open space and then two steps up onto a platform and a big bay window. It's really amazing. I really think we should at least look at it before someone comes and scoops it up," Harry was now staring at me with such an intense force I felt a shiver go down my spine.
"Now?" I asked hopping up.
"Now?" Harry asked looked at me incredulously. "You want to go now?"
"I don't want someone to scoop it up!" I said grabbing him. "Let's go!"
I managed to drag Harry up and Apparate with him. When I got there I felt a gasp. It was just like I thought it would be. I loved it. There were two giant doors off the porch that must have led into the main room. The porch creaked slightly when I stepped onto it. I smiled. Harry tried the door and it was unlocked. Weird.
I stepped into the room and felt my happiness increase. There was the giant staircase and the 'study.' I glanced at the rooms that would be like a living room. I loved it. All the walls were white and felt old and Victorian. I walked down a hallway into the kitchen and smiled and the giant French doors that led out onto a stone patio. The windows were all multi colored with stained glass. The sun hit them just right and made the floors sparkle. I smiled again. This place was so homey!
I turned back and saw Harry watching me against the doorframe.
"Well?" he asked smiling slightly.
"I love it," I whispered. He just nodded and stood up straight.
"Enough to buy it?" Harry asked in a peculiar voice.
I turned to him coyly. "Yeah enough to buy it," I said smiling.
"Good, I already did," Harry answered matter-of-factly.
"You what?" I bellowed. Harry looked shocked and stepped back a foot.
"What?" he asked still looking on edge.
"You bought it without even asking me?" I said trying to calm myself down.
"I knew you would like it and she had my money for a month. If you didn't like it I could always just get the money back. Now I wont have to," Harry explained.
"How much?" I asked grudgingly as he came up behind me and wrapped his arms tightly around me.
"Don't ask," Harry said leaning his chin on my shoulder.
"You know what?" I asked smirking.
"What?" Harry asked glancing at the setting sun.
"I think we should christen it," I said in an innocent voice.
"You do, do you?" Harry asked in an innocent voice as well, but I could tell the thought was turning him on. "What do you propose we should do?"
"I am going to turn around, knock you to the floor, unzip your pants, and have my naughty way with you," I said like I was discussing the weather.
"Oh yeah," Harry asked.
And that is exactly what I did.
One Week Later
Well still no baby! For either me or Hermione. I don't know who is more angry. Me, the barren wench of England, or Hermione, fattest woman alive. I mean her stomach is huge and the baby is being stubborn and staying right where it is. Yesterday I tried to get her to start jumping around and nothing happened. Well she toppled into me and we fell onto the couch laughing.
There was a pop from the living room and I walked out. Most of our things were in boxes but the few things we haven't packed yet, the couch or our bed, was still in the house. Hermione stood in the living room looking absolutely panicked. I quickly rushed over to her.
"What's wrong sweetie?" I asked. She still looked at me with a wide eyed expression.
"I think I'm in labor," she said grasping my arm tightly.
"Why do you think that?" I asked feeling a familiar pang of nerves.
"Because my water just broke," Hermione says somewhat nervously.
"OK, you know what we're gonna do?" I asked trying to stay calm although my brain is telling me that I need to get someone else to do this. Preferably her husband.
"What?" Hermione asked as though afraid to move anymore than she has to.
"We're going to get Ron, and then we are all going to the hospital," I said putting on a fake smile. "Everything is going to be ok!" Even to me my voice seems fake and harsh in the echoing room.
"Fine. Everything is going to be FINE!" Hermione clutched her stomach in a spasm and gripped onto my arm. I let out a small cry and pried her hands off of me.
"Mione how long have you been in labor?" I asked angrily.
"Not long," Hermione said through gritted teethe.
"How long?" I snarled.
"Like a few hours. I didn't get anyone until I was sure!" Hermione said turning to me.
"What were you waiting for? The baby to shoot right out of you?" I snapped leading her over to the fireplace.
"Are you yelling at me?" Hermione snarled.
"No," I said sticking my head into the fire. "Ronald Weasley!"
There was a faint scuffle and I heard him walking over to the fire. He poked his head in and smiled when he saw me. "Hey Gin what's up?"
"Hermione is in labor I need you to-" I started but what cut off by his whoop.
"Alright I'm going to get Harry and we'll meet you at the hospital. Then while she's being admitted, you can call the rest of the family. Quick Ginny!" Ron snapped. I was shocked he had never took the upper hand.
"Right," I said and stood up.
"Where is he?" Hermione moaned grabbing my arm.
"Let's go to the hospital. He's going to meet us," I said cheerfully grabbing a coat and some floo. "Just step in here," I said cheerfully.
"Shut the fuck up. Who the hell do you think you are? Mary fucking Poppins?" Hermione barked. I just turned to her.
"You know you don't want your child to come out and the first thing it hears is your nasty cussing," I snapped and threw the floo down. I felt myself swooshing around and kept a firm hold on Hermione.
We stepped out and a nurse bustled over to us.
"Weasley party of two?" she asked peering at her card. "You the wife?" she asked nodding at me.
I giggled. "Yup going on two years now," I said hugging Hermione. She gave me a sharp slap upside the head and lowered herself into a wheelchair that had rolled out for her. "Her husband should be here any minute," I said to the scowling nurse. She walked away and I rolled Hermione to her designated room.
I heard screams of pain and severe sobbing. I was hoping that was the babies not the mommies. I could feel Hermione tense as we walked by a room where a woman was screaming in pain as her husband dashed about trying to make her comfortable.
"Here we are," I called gaily rolling her into a private room. The walls were a mint green with ghastly yellow curtains. Over all it was an ok room. Hermione heaved herself up out of the chair and went into the bathroom to get dressed. She came out a moment later.
"So you're not even going to help?" she snarled at me. I rolled my eyes and walked over to her. I tied her in and guided her to the cushy bed.
"There we are," I said feeling myself panic with every second that passed and Ron still didn't show. There was no way in a fiery hell that I was standing in that room while she gave birth. I don't even want to be in the room when I give birth. Though that is going to be very difficult.
An hour passed by slowly. I kept glancing at the door and listening as Hermione hitched her breath in pain.
"Where the bloody fuck is he?" Hermione growled through a contraction. She gripped onto my hand as I wiped the sweat from her brow.
"Oh sweetie I don't know," I said sadly. I was also really angry. This was his wife dammit.
"Well do me a favor and FIND HIM! GET UP OFF YOUR FAT ASS AND GO LOOK FOR HIM. BE USEFUL SEEING AS I'M HAVING HIS CHILD AND HE CANT EVEN SHOW UP!" Hermione roared. I was stunned.
"I'm going to go look for him," I said kindly. I slowly left the room and broke into a run. I went into the floo room and saw a huge line. I frantically thought for a short-cut.
"I'm Harry Potter's wife and I need to make an emergency call!" I yelled to the crowd. Everyone parted excitedly and began to whisper and mutter to themselves. I ran to the fireplace and ducked into it. I went to Ron's office. Nothing. I went to Harry's, nothing. I went to mum and dad's, nothing. I went to each and everyone of my brothers and still nothing.
"Ginny?" I heard someone call my name. I spun around to see Harry standing there looking nervous and windswept.
"Harry!" I called gratefully flinging myself onto him. I almost wanted to sob, but I knew there were more pressing matters. "Where the bloody hell were you?" I asked angrily.
"Oh I am so sorry! Ron started to freak out and…well we're here now!" Harry said happily. I grabbed his hand and tugged him along the hallways. We passed the reception and I caught a sea of red hair.
"Weasley family?" I called. They all turned to me gratefully.
"Ginny tell this woman that this is Hermione's husband not some woman," mum said angrily. I snorted and just waved them over.
"Ginny she wouldn't let us in and I was so afraid I was going to miss it! It's my first baby and I'm so worried and I just I cant deal with this!" Ron made to turn but Harry had an extra firm grip on him. Ron looked at Harry who just nodded and led him along the rooms until we could hear Hermione.
"DO NOT TAKE THAT TONE WITH ME! I AM IN LABOR! YOU GO GET A BLOODY FUCKING DOCTOR AND FOR THE LOVE OF MERLIN WHERE THE HELL IS MY HUSBAND?" Hermione was bellowing. A young man scampered out of the room in tears as we entered. The rest of the family kissed Hermione hello and quickly walked out into the private family room. Hermione narrowed her eyes at Ron. "WHERE WERE YOU, YOU STUPID BASTARD? I HAVE BEEN IN LABOR WITH NO ONE TO TALK TO BUT THAT IDIOT," Hermione nodded at me and I felt my chest swell with indignation, "I AM HAVING YOUR BABY! I WOULD THINK YOU WOULD SHOW UP AND AT LEAST SEE IT!"
"I missed it?" Ron asked sounding horrified. I looked over at Harry who had closed his eyes as soon as Ron said that. I was also bracing for the worst.
"NO I DID NOT HAVE IT YOU BLOODY IDIOT!" Hermione roared. Ron quickly caught her into a deep kiss and soon they were laughing and cuddling.
I rolled my eyes and sat back with Harry. I shifted once and then looked at Harry. He was watching Hermione and Ron with a longing in his eyes that it made me sad. I turned around and saw a door opened. I excused myself and walked into it. There was just a single bed, no windows, only the one door that connected the two rooms. I turned back to Harry and smiled slightly.
"Harry, can you come in here for a moment?" I asked huskily. Harry turned to look at me from his seat. He just raised his eyebrows. "Just get in here," I snapped. He sighed and heaved himself up. I watched him walk closer and then once he was in the room I shut the door.
"Are we having sex in here?" Harry asked.
"No! Hermione is in labor out there! I figure she has like two hours so if we Apparate we can go home do it once and make it back before they even notice we're gone." I said kissing Harry firmly again. He still seemed hesitant so I cupped his growing erection.
"OK," Harry gasped and grabbed my hand. The next thing I knew, we were standing in the living room. "Twenty minutes and counting," Harry said and we undressed at top speed.
The Hospital
Twenty Minutes Later
"Where were you guys?" Ron asked sounding annoyed. "I looked all over for you! She's going to be led into delivery within the hour and she wants Ginny in there. Stay close!"
"Ron I am not going in there," I said smoothing my skirt down. Ron was looking at Harry.
"What?" Harry asked sounding nervous.
"Are you wearing lipstick?" Ron asked wiping it off Harry's lips. Harry backed away and I glanced at his lips. Shit. They looked like he was wearing my pink lippie.
"No!" Harry said blushing.
"Whatever," Ron snapped and turned back to me. He kept shooting Harry suspicious glances. "You are going in there. It is the only thing that matter to Hermione right now. She wants her best friends in there when she delivers and you're going to do that for her. Ok!" Ron bellowed. Once again I was shocked. He was usually the one who was bellowed at. "She is really starting to hit below the belt. Literally and figuratively." Ron added and I smiled. More like Ron.
"All right! I am just going to sit with mum and dad for a few moments and you come get us when it's time," I said twisting my hand out of his reach. "I will be in in five minutes!"
Ron walked away and I led Harry over to my parents.
"Mum!" I cried hugging her.
"Oh darling this is so nice! I really hope you hurry and have a baby before you become saggy," mum said sitting down again. I just stood there with that fake smile still plastered on my face. I really didn't trust myself to speak so I just turned to Harry for strength.
"Are you excited?" Harry asked finally.
"Of course!" mum said looking shocked at his question. "Although quite a shocker! My little Ron is going to give me a grandchild. Although the Weasley stamina is one that is always strong!" mum added patting dad's leg. He looked up from the paper.
I was shocked. What the hell did she just say? This is why I don't talk to my parents.
"Never a divorce in the family because of their you know what's," mum said nodding at dad who was reading and had ceased listening minutes ago.
"MOTHER!" I cried horrified. She was talking about my brothers! What is her problem?
"Dear don't be embarrassed! I know you must have the sex drive of a man. That's why it is so surprising you haven't been knocked up in the past," mum said. I just stood up.
"I'm going to watch Hermione shove a person out of her. I'll see you later," I snapped. Dad just waved a hand lazily and mum looked moody.
"I was only saying," she sniffed.
"Bye Molly," Harry said still very red in the face.
"This is why we shouldn't give my parents our new address," I said in a low voice as we walked away.
"Nonsense!" Harry said. "Although you do have the stamina of a man," Harry added and I felt him smirk.
"Speaking from experience pixie?" I asked slyly. Harry gave me a playful shove as we entered Hermione's room. I was stunned. Her legs were spread wide open and there was something poking out of her.
I screamed and covered my eyes. I was pretty sure Harry had done the same.
"That is my baby," Ron said proudly.
"Guys did you see it?" Hermione said sounding as though she was crying.
"Look I even got a muggle video recorder," Ron said proudly and turned it towards us. I really wasn't sure what he was doing. "This baby is your uncle Harry and aunt Ginny! Say hi baby!"
I just stared at the camera. "Ginny say hi!" Ron said coming closer. I backed away and tried to regain composure.
"Hello baby. I'm aunt Ginny. You probably know all about me. I am here looking at you while your mother gets ready to push you out. Those are the doctors running around in back of me and uncle Harry. Speak dammit," I muttered and pushed him forward.
"Uh, hello. I'm your uncle and oh look Hermione's going to push," Harry said and Ron shoved the camera in my hands. He grabbed onto Hermione's hands as the doctors closed the doors and got protective shields over the room. I took the camera and video taped the entire thing. So gross.
"One big push come on that's all you need," Ron coached Hermione.
"Just up haven't you done enough?" Hermione snarled but she gave another push and I watched as the baby was literally pushed right out of her.
I was in awe and felt myself begin to cry. They have a baby. Ron and Hermione are parents. This was the most lucky/unlucky kid in the entire world. Mind you this is the worst thing I have ever seen as much as it is the best and most amazing thing I have ever seen.
I felt sick through out the entire time. Oh now they're wiping off the baby. I walked over slowly with the camera just video taping the entire thing. I gasped when I saw the baby all cuddled in the warm pink blanket.
"Do we have a name for the baby?" a nurse asked Hermione and Ron.
They turned to each other and talked softly to one another. Hermione nodded and Ron smiled.
"Yeah, this is Amelia Ginevra. After her godmother," Ron said softly smoothing her hair down. I gasped and began to cry. I wanted a baby!
"Oh she's so gorgeous," I whispered softly. Ron waved me over and I quickly walked over to the tiny baby cooing softly in Hermione's arms. Harry took the camera from me, only to have Ron yank it out of his hand.
"Guys go stand with her!" Ron said and led us over to Hermione. "Mia, this is uncle Harry and aunt Ginny after your birth. See everyone is much more calm. And look! Grandma and grandpa and…everyone else," Ron trailed off as all the other Weasley's piled into the room.
"Oh my goodness a girl! My son has a girl!" mum started to sob into dad's chest. I patted her arm and then let her cry into my shoulder.
"What's her name?" Mrs. Granger asked kissing her daughter.
"Amelia Ginevra," Ron said again beaming at me. I choked again and felt tears in my eyes. They really name their baby's middle name after me? I couldn't believe it!
"Oh how pretty!" Mrs. Granger said kissing her daughter again.
I stood back and took in the entire room. I glanced at Harry standing there like the proud uncle, the camera placed skillfully in his hands as he scanned the room.
For some reason I felt a pull at my stomach and I felt pregnant. Like suddenly there was a baby there. I pushed the feeling away almost instantly because there was no use getting my hops up at all. It was silly and stupid and not right to do so. This was Mia's day. I was not under any circumstances going to take that away from her by mentioning I think I might be pregnant. I am not pushing it from my mind and I am cooing over this little packet of chub that she gets from Ron.
Her cheeks are all rosy and when she opens her eyes I see two big, chocolate brown eyes staring at me. Like little bowls of pudding. I gasp and then smile at her. She frowns and scrunches up her face but doesn't cry. Her face relaxes and she took in the room.
I looked back over at Hermione who is peacefully dozing next to Ron who was sleeping with his head on her lap. Harry was leaning back in a chair, I didn't know if he was awake or not. I didn't want to wake him. My family had left hours before and we were the only people left. I didn't want to loose this moment at all. I was just going to sit here with the little bundle of blissful joy.
Oh god she's crying! I broke her! I broke the baby! This is so worse than breaking a lamp or something! I broke their brand new baby.
Never mind she spit up and went back to sleep.
Harry however seemed to jump out of his sleep. I noticed Ron and Hermione went on sleeping like nothing was happening. Well!
"Hey you know what I was thinking?" I asked softly.
"What?" Harry said sleepily.
"How much a baby would really be neat. I mean even though I have to squeeze it out of something really tiny, it all seems worth it," I said kissing the baby and placing her back in her roller basket and leading it over to Ron where he was stirring.
"You talking about babies really turns me on," Harry whispered. I just smirked at him and kissed Ron's head.
"We're going to go," I said to him. He nodded and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. "You are so lucky."
"I love you both," Ron said now distracted by the baby he was cooing at. I frowned in longing and allowed myself to be led from the room.
"Do you wanna go home and make a baby?" I asked casually.
"Hell yes," Harry said and took my hand.
One Week Later
I was lying under the covers just coming down off my high. Harry was breathing deeply and turned to me.
"I really love you," Harry said kissing my neck.
"I love you too," I said.
I watched as Harry drifted to sleep then slipped out of bed and padded into the bathroom where I took a pregnancy test from the drawer. I peed on it and then set a timer.
Those three minutes were the longest of my life. I just stood in the bathroom my back turned to the test, the cold wrapping around my body as nerves surged around me. Finally I heard a beep and I turned around and slowly walked over to the test.
There it was lying on the sink, face up. I picked it up with shaking hands and glanced at the test. I felt a sob of relief and utter happiness.
It was positive. I was pregnant.
I began to scream and hop around in utter joy. Harry ran into the bathroom, glasses askew, sleep clouding his eyes.
"What?" Harry asked. I saw he wasn't wearing anything but had his wand firmly in his hand (A/N Naughty)
I just smiled and handed Harry the test. He took it from me. A minute later he lowered it with a weird expression on his face.
"Is this what I think it is?" he asked smiling broadly.
I nodded once and felt myself being pulled into a fierce hug. I began to cry and just kept a firm hold on his neck. I couldn't believe I was finally having a baby! And a good thing too! I had been trying for like three months.
"I'm having a baby!" I yelled really loud. We were still in the old apartment. It was our last week there. We were planning on having sex in every room of the house to give the new owners good luck with their sex life, but now we don't need to! I am officially with child.
Harry bent down to his knees and kissed my stomach. He then came back up to me and kissed me hard on the mouth.
"I love you," Harry said firmly and lovingly.
"Same," I said smiling. Harry picked me up and led me back into the room where we laid on the bed and talked. Harry kept placing his hand on my stomach, there was no bump yet but there would be soon, and kept then kissing my cheek or my mouth or sometimes my neck. I would just giggle and kiss him back. We talked about names and how many we wanted when I got a jolt of remembrance.
"Harry, oh shit I forgot!" I moaned.
"What did you forget?" Harry asked worried.
"I have something for you," I said running into the kitchen. I grabbed the minimized box of home videos and placed one in our VCR. "Close your eyes."
"Is it porn?" Harry asked. I rolled my eyes and waited while he closed his eyes. I went back into bed after hitting the play button and waited.
"You can look now," I whispered. Harry removed his hand and stared at the screen. His face became one of pure disbelief as he heard his parents begin to speak on the screen.
"Lily how the bloody hell do you use this thing?" James snapped. Lily laughed from the bed where she held a tiny baby in her hands.
"Honestly James it isn't that hard," Lily said smiling. She wasn't glancing at the camera but past at it where James stood. He adjusted it and gave a sigh of achievement. "See Harry this is why we don't let daddy touch anything remotely muggle!" Lily said giving another laugh.
The door to her left opened and three men walked in holding balloons and flowers.
"So this is the little Potter huh?" Sirius asked letting Lily place the baby in her hands. James turned the camera on his best friend and laughed.
"That's him. Took his time coming out here, huh?" James asked turning the camera back to Lily. She looked amused.
"More hard work for me than you!" Lily snapped playfully. "I was the one in pain!"
"What do you call that?" James asked scanning the camera on what looked like a broken hand.
"The extent of what you would do for love," Lily answered smiling. "Sirius be careful! He isn't a quaffle!"
"Lily I got him see!" Sirius said. Lily turned away and Sirius mimed dropping Harry. James laughed while Remus looked on in absolute fright.
"Moony you want a go?" James asked zooming in on Remus. Remus smiled and took the baby from Sirius.
"It's heavier than you think," Remus said nodding in agreement. "He weighs what like eight pounds?"
"Ten," Lily answered dryly.
"Ten? Are you sure ten?" Sirius asked incredulously. He had a mouth full of chocolate.
"I think I would know what I push out of my-" Lily was cut off.
There is a crackle and the scene opens on what looks like a year later
"Blow out the candles Harry!" Lily coos to the baby who is glancing at the camera. "Is that daddy?"
The baby nods in pure delight.
"Can you say daddy?" James asked from behind the camera. Harry shakes his head while Lily laughs in amusement.
"Pure Potter stubbornness," she says happily.
Once again the door banged open and Sirius and Remus entered. Peter wasn't with them.
"Where's Peter?" James asked.
"Working. Something about a break through happening," Sirius answered handing Harry a large package. "Here you go kid. Save it. Might be worth something one day," Sirius said kissing Lily on the cheek. He walked out of sight and you could hear James muttering, "You even dare kiss me and I'll- Sirius!"
Lily burst into a gale of laughter as she watched the scene in back of the camera. "You trying to steal my husband Black?" she asked still giggling.
"Never dream of it," Sirius answered walking back into view.
"James give me that. Go sit by your son," Remus said grabbing the camera.
For the first time James walks into view. His hair is messy and he pushes his glasses up slightly on his nose. Harry squeals again in happiness when James picks him up.
There is another crackle and the screen goes black.
XXX
I glanced over at Harry who has tears in his eyes. He sits back with me and kisses my cheek.
"That wont happen to us," Harry said firmly. He smiled slightly. "I've never heard my parents voice before," Harry whispered. He began to cry softly and I did the only thing I knew that would help him. I slid under the covers and pressed myself as close to him as possible.
"Now you have something else. A piece of them," I said spinning his wedding ring around on his fingers. "I love you," I said into his chest. My eyes feel droopy and I noticed Harry's breathing becoming more eve. Just before I fell asleep I felt his hand snake onto my stomach. Everything is going to be better. It has to.
A/N THIS IS NOT THE END! To all you loyal readers and reviewers: Have more faith in me! I am not going to up and leave a story to rot! I will not just end this. And heaven forbid I do decide to end this, I will TELL you. I would never dream of spring something onto you like that! Please read and review. This took me a wicked long time to write. My fingers kept cramping up like whoa! Thank you.
Also, I had Ginerva down before only because my computer kept changing it behind my back. I would write Ginevra and it would change it even after I attempted to fix it. I had to go in today and make sure the computer doesn't do that. I am sorry for the mishap.