Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling. I will never be as talented or successful as Rowling. None of these characters or places are mine, nor will they ever be. This is all JK Rowling and I just want to use her characters and finish what she has left off.

By the end of the week your baby will be 4-6 mm Crown to Rump. The larynx starts to form as does the inner ear. The lining of the placenta begins developing but the placenta will take over production of the hormones in week 12.

Chapter 4

Weeks 6

Wands

"Aunt Ginny, can I have more seeds?" Teddy held out his hand.

"What do we say?"

"Please?"

I smile. "Of course." I pour more into his hands. Today, Harry and I took Teddy and James for a walk to the local park, next to a pond. We have spend out morning feeding the birds, and swinging. I look behind me to see them smiling, and James waves. I lift my hand back, but got distracted to see a brown dog walking along the pond, limping.

uh oh. I grab Teddy's hand and walk towards Harry and James quickly. The dog then stopped in front of us, by the pond, lied on the grass whining. He's hurt.

I look to Harry, and shrugged. "Ginny-" I put my hand to stop him. "Ted stay there." I walk slowly towards the dog.

I reached him, I noticed that he had a blue collar and was licking his paw, wincing. It looks like the paw was wounded, as if he were attacked. Poor thing. The dog just looked up at me with sad eyes. I slowly put my hand in front of it, asking for permission. He licked in response, and I started to pet the dog. He was defiantly someones pet, because he was well fed. But, I remember the walk here, we are at least a mile from any houses.

"Its alright!" I call up to Harry and the boys.

Teddy came running down. "Can I pet him!"

"Sure, be gentle though."

"DOGGY!" James screamed.

I looked up at Harry. "He's hurt." I say.

"Ginny-"

"If we leave him here alone, he could D-I-E." I whisper.

Harry groans, and puts down a squirming James.

"I don't want a dog, Ginny. I would rather have a dragon, than a dog."

I roll my eyes. "That is ridiculous, Harry. Their diets cost a fortune, there scale-ly and claws are too sharp not to mention on where we would keep this dragon? Plus this dog will be temporary, until we find its owners."

I look at the kids petting the dog.

James has a huge grin on his face, and Teddy laughs as the dog licks him.

"Look at them." I say, as Harry opens his arms, letting me walk in.

"That's what they all say. Next thing you know, its been several years, the kids are attached, it has puppies, and I'll be the one up all night, making sure its walk and doing all that crap that comes with a dog."

I sigh and shake my head. I remember this type of conversation with Harry when we had our one year anniversary. Harry had just started talking about starting a family, and I panicked. I wasn't ready, so I mentioned getting a dog or a cat instead, and he completely shut down the idea.

Anyways...

"That's not true..." I lied. "Plus this dog is a boy, so no puppies."

"Puppies?" James smiled.

"No!" I laughed back at my son.

"But he will shed, and bark, lick, and not good…" He said. "Vernon's had a dog, and it was evil and attacked me."

"But Harry, come on! That was one dog, one time. James and Teddy love the dog!"

"We sure do!" Teddy smiled up at us.

"I don't think you understand, Ginny. That dog terrorized me until I was thirteen! I am not going to put our children through that-"

"I love dogs-"

"This dog wont! Look how great he his with the boys."

Harry sighed, knowing he was losing this battle. "There is no way you will talk me into bringing the dog home, and that's final!" Harry announced and I glared at him.

Later that evening.

"I cannot believe I let you talk me into bringing this dog home with us." I was currently making signs to put up around the park for the lost dog, giving our muggle telephone numbers. Since we live in a muggle community, we had to use a muggle camera to take his picture.

After Harry announced that we were leaving it here, both boys started to ball as we attempted to leave the park with out the dog. I whipped up a couple of tears, and caressed my sliglly growing baby bump. I knew I wasn't playing fair, but the kids had seen the dog, and we couldnt' just leave it there.

The trade was if Harry carried this dog back to our house, I had to carry James, who suddenly didn't feel like walking, and make signs.

We placed a blanket for our new furry friend, and I put some water into a bowl. As I placed it down in front of the dog, I got a good wiff of him, he smelled. My stomach turned, and I headed to the toilet to puke... I want to say its becase the dog smelt bad, but I knew now that this is the start of morning sickness. I must really be pregnant.

Harry came in to check on me. "Oh no. Are you alright?" He takes my hair from my hand.

"Yea. Please give that dog a bath, I can't smell it, anymore."

He pursed his lips. "Harry, please. This is my morning sickness starting to kick in..." I can't believe I used the pregnant card this early. When I was pregnant with James, I got my way almost any time with Harry, because I was caring his child.

"Of course, sweetie." He kiss my head as I flushed the toilet. He left the room, and after a few minutes, I heard the bath water going upstairs.

The next day

I got up in the morning to realize that while my kids were hungry, so was this dog. And I had no food for him. After feeding the munchkins, I found left over roast and put it in the bowl for the dog. Since it was Sunday, I talked Harry into going to Diagon Alley for more floo powder, owl satchel, and dog food.

Harry rolled his eyes, mumbling how this dog was already costing him money, and its not even ours, but I blissfully ignored him. My son has been hugging this dog all day, and wont leave his side. Teddy is already sending an owl to his Nan, asking to stay more with the dog. How could Harry deny this happiness to children?

It takes over an hour to get everyone ready, but soon we made it to the shop. What Harry doesn't know, is I called in a favor of Norma Wilcox, who was a Slytherin in my year, to check out the dog.

"Hey, I'll take the dog, and go into the pet shop, why don't you take the kids to Wheezes?" I suggest as I take the leash.

Harry looked surprised. "Alright. Meet at the ice cream parlor in an hour?" He suggest, kissing my on cheek.

"Sounds great!" I smile and wave to my little family.

Everything went fine, and thinks that the dog's limp is a sprain. Just love and time will heal it. Plus the visit and supplies only cost 200 galleons. Harry is going to freak. But we'll keep this a secret for now. Its not like we don't have the money...

"Hey sweetie! I got you mint chocolate chip, your favorite" Harry smiled as I sat down.

"Thank you!" I smile take a bite, and my stomach rolls, again. But this time there is no toilet is sight.

I bend over my chair and puke on the side walk. Shit. Damn morning sickness. This time, in public.

James laughs and Teddy is green in the face. Harry jumps out of his chair and rushes to my side to hold my hair and hide me from the cameras that just started to click. Where did they even come from?

"Gin, are you okay?" He puts James in the empty chair.

"Yeah. Water please?" I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. "No more mint chocolate chip for me." Harry waves his wand, hands me water and cleans up the mess.

Then reporters rush to us.

"Mrs. Potter! Is that new dog?" "Are you dog sitting?" "Did you rescue him?" "are you terminally ill?" "Are you pregnant!?" one reporter blurts out over the rest of them. Then they have a field day. "A new baby and a dog?" "When's the baby due?" "twins?"

"No, no. Just sick" I murmur, getting up, and putting James in the stroller. We need to get out of here. "No comment." Harry kept saying, and soon Teddy followed in.

But Teddy also loves the attention, so he waves to the press. and Harry ignores them as he picks Teddy, I put my jumper over James' face, and we rush to our safe spot, which is in the alley next to my brother's joke shop. After the war, the press got so bad, that Harry and I couldn't go anywhere in public, for any reason, with out being harassed. We walked the few city blocks, to the door, and scrunched in.

"Let's go home." Harry says. I agree. We make our way though the closet, into the back room of the shop, where a fireplace hooked up to the floo network was kept. I step in with the dog and the stroller, and make my way home, watching Harry and the boys as my body was licked with green flames and affectively freaking out the dog.

The next morning

We have named the dog. By we, I mean Teddy. He came up with Ziggy. I sigh and watched as James and Teddy both fed their breakfast to Ziggy.

"James, Teddy eat your food, don't throw it!" Harry says as he enters the kitchen. I shrug, giving my 'I've tried hundred times already' face. Nice to see Harry take up some of the responsibilities of discipline.

"I scheduled an appointment to see the maternity healer today, just to confirm officially that I am pregnant" I sipped my tea. At least I can still stomach this.

Harry smiled. "Great! What time?"

"You want to come?" I ask.

"Ginny, I would never miss an appointment." He looks hurt.

"Right. I'm sorry for even suggesting it. It won't be anything special, especially since you can't see the heart until eight weeks...er, never mind." I stop talking after seeing his face. "1:30, that is when they could fit me in, under the alias of Bonnie Wright."

After yesterday, I don't want many people to know about this pregnancy thing until I know for sure and we are ready to let the world know that another Potter is on the way.

"Sounds good, Mrs. Wright." harry smiles, then frowns. "Well, we might have a problem..."Harry says after being ignored by our son. I suddenly realize that we have spent more times yelling his name then praising it. Is this what parenting toddlers is going to be all about?

"Hmm?" I looked up as he showed me the Daily Prophet.

We are on the front cover, all five of us. I am in dead center, wiping my mouth Harry is holding James with his hand in front trying to shield the flashes Teddy is waving furiously and the dog is licking the ice cream. The headline read, "New dog, and New Baby Potter! What's next?"

"Shut the front door..." I say shaking my head.

"I know." Harry threw it in his bag. "I'll deal with this after my meeting. I love you, see you at 1!" He kissed me, and left.

About sixty seconds later my mother aparates to my home, unannounced, and holding the Prophet. Great.

"Ginevra Molly Weasley! What in Merlin's beard is this?!" Then throws her copy on my table.

"Hi Mammy!" James smiles.

"Good morning, MOther, and that's Ginevra Molly Potter to you." I scold, not in the mood to be yelled at. I get up and clear the dishes from the table.

"Hi precious!" She goes over and picks James up. I cross my arms and remain silent.

"You get a new dog and you don't tell me right away fine. But being pregnant! And not telling me I get another grandchild too? Where do you get off not telling your mother, and making sure she finds out in the papers?! What has gotten into you young lady?"

"Mom, you shouldn't always believe what the papers say. Its not good for you. Harry and I are well known now, and the press will always be writing about us, making up stories." I shift my weight, watching the dog limp into the kitchen.

"What do you call this?" She nods to the dog.

"A charity case. We found him by the pond, and we are watching it until we can find its owners."

"Alright, and are you pregnant?" My mother looks suspicious.

Do I lie to my mother? Tell her the truth? I kind of like only having Harry and Hermione know... but the look on her face, I just can.

I can't contain my smile. "I just found out, with in the last week. Please try and keep this to yourself-" but I was interrupted by her squeal and bone crushing hug.

I smile big as she jumps up and down with my son in her hands.

"Oh congratulations sweetheart! This has been the best week! I get two new grandbabies in the same year. Grand children are what keep me young and vibrant." My mother winks at me. I shudder when I realize she is talking about sex with my father…ew.

"So does this mean you will watch James for our appointment today?"

"I can't come with you?" Her face fell.

"Uh, sure if you want to come, but you will have to hold James."

"What about me?" Teddy said from the other end of the table. He was finishing his pancakes.

"You are going home to your grandmother…you haven't seen her in a week, and I am sure she misses you." Teddy frowns.

"But then I wont see you for another week…" He slumps in his chair. My mum takes James out of his high chair and takes him upstairs. I walk over to teddy.

"Teddy, what's wrong? You love to go home to Nan." I sit down, with my face on my fist, staring at Ted. Poor kid. He's like a child of divorce, running between houses...

"Well, Nana doesn't have a dog, and Victoire is going to the beach this weekend and invited me." Bill never mentioned a beach trip.

"I'm sure you can still go with Bill. Just ask Nan." I stoke his cheek.

"I don't know..."

"Teddy, I know there is a lot going on, but you have to go home."

"This is my home."

My heart melt. "Yes, of course Teddy, this will always be your home. But your other home is with Nan. And she needs you…and you need her. There will always be more beach trips with Victoire's family."

"What about the baby visit?"

I sigh in defeat. Like I said a negotiator. "Yes you can come to if you want, but you have to be quiet, and stay with Mammie Weasley. And don't provoke James. And keep your hair one color…natural." He smiled and I kissed his head.

"Go pack and come back down here and clean off the table."

I rub my temples as he jumps up the stairs.

…1:15 pm…

"Ginny, we have to leave! Harry is already there, and you are still in the bathroom!"

My mother pounds on the bathroom in my bedroom.

I can't help but keep looking at my stomach, its swollen a little, like I'm bloated, but not pregnant…But I feel pregnant, believe me. It's only been a few weeks. The first visit is nerve wrecking because I am still early enough that something could go wrong. Plus, I won't be able to hear the heart beat for another three weeks at my eight week visit, and then I don't see her again until 12 weeks. That's how I know I will be out of the woods, of the 'miscarriage' stage of pregnancy. and this is still almost seven weeks away.

But my mother is right, we need to go and I have yet failed to pack a nappy bag…but my mother's here, so I am sure it's already done.

And as if she can read my mind… "Yes Ginny, they boy's bag is packed!" I love my mother.

10 minutes later we arrive at St. Mungo's. Harry is pacing the maternity ward back and forth, checking his watch.

"Where have you been?" He kissed my cheek, then my mothers. "Hey buddy...and Teddy. And Molly. Hi Molly. " He gave me a look as to say why were all of them here?

"Well, Ziggy wouldn't get into his cage because James scared him to death…"I began to explain my day, then realized that it was pointless.

"Okay Bonnie, well the healer is here already…she went to check on another patient while waiting for us dear. Finally one person doesn't care who we are."

Hannah Abbot, is our new maternity Healer…the other one refused to assist us after James's dramatic birth. "Just a moment, Ginny, Harry." She says as she turns into the Nurses station.

"And who calls us by names." I smile back.

Hermione and Ron walk out of the room that Hannah Abbot left…she's their healer too!

"Hey!" she sees us and rushes toward where we are waiting.

I hug her back, wondering what brought on these emotions.

"We have great news! We are having a girl!" Now she's jumping up and down. Yep, the Weasley curse of males is for sure broken…all we are getting is girls. Fred and James are the only boys…

"Oh, a girl will be wonderful." Molly kissed them both.

"Ok, Potters, let's go." And with ushered us into into the room. We all followed except for Hermione and Ron.

We followed her into the room, and I hop on the table with the leg holders.

"Okay Ginny, can I call you Ginny?" I nod. "I need to ask you a few questions…first date of your last period.."

"Um…October 2nd."

"And you have taken a home pregnancy potion?"

"Yes, it was blue." I smile at Harry.

"Okay, drink this, just to double check. So many women do the potion wrong, and get a false positive. But I doubt you will have any trouble, I hear you were good in potions." She smiles and then goes back to her clip board.

"Are you on any medications?"

"Nope."

"Any issues in medical history?"

"Oh! Your father has blood pressure issues…" My mom speaks up from the corner of the room.

"Well, we were going to check that anyways. Hop off, and lets get you weighed."

I stare at Harry in freight. I don't want him to know how much I weight! "Uh where's the scale?" I ask.

Its in another room, where we test your blood pressure." She winks at me.

"Good."

Five minutes later, I find out that I weigh only 53 kg, and that I will probably gain about 10 more kg with this baby.

Blood pressure was normal, and so was my temperature. 37 degrees Celsius.

"Alright for this next part, I am going to have to ask your mother and son…sons?" She looked confused at Teddy…thinking about how old he was and then back to Harry and I.

"He's our godchild." Harry explained. She seemed relieved.

"Ah. Well it should only take a few minutes. Okay, Ginny, strip down and put this gown on, and yell when you're ready." She left the room with my mother and my boys.

"You need help?" Harry gave me a lustful look and I smiled back.

"She's listening you know…" I said as I undressed teasing Harry.

"Sure am!" She called from the door. I quickly had Harry tie the back and called Healer Hannah back in.

"Alright, legs up and school your bottom to the edge." She then proceeded to give me a pap test and a pelvic exam! It was very awkward having Hannah's fingered covered glove in me while she pressed down on my pelvis with the other. I wanted to giggle, but I suppressed it.

"Okay, everything feels, good and if all goes as planed, a natural birth."

She took off her gloves, letting me change back as she went to get my mother.

Harry was to red in the face. We have been married for six years, and he was embarrassed to see my wide open. He makes me smile.

Hannah came back in with the rest of the crew and pulled out a sonogram. She tapped it with her wand, and put a condom on the probe and told me to relax. I hate this first part.

"Sine you are newly pregnant, we will use this until the heartbeat is formed." she explains. The then moves it inside me, and slightly adjusts it.

Then just as if it were popping out of my stomach, like a hologram, was a 3D of a peanut.

"Oh, beautiful. Look, you can even see the heart beating! You are further than I thought. This is its body is starting to form around it."

"What is that? That's not the baby is it, because if it is, Aunt Ginny you will have some explaining to do…"

We laughed at Teddy.

"Well, in a few more weeks, it will look more like a baby, I promise." She smiled. "And by the size it looks as if you are almost seven weeks, which puts your due date around July 17." Yep, sounds right, two months after Hermione has her girl.

"So, is it a boy or a girl?" Teddy asked moving closer to my baby.

"It's too soon to tell, its genitals haven't formed enough to see, but they are determined…" She looks at us again.

The she presses a record button on her machine and it prints out a moving picture of our baby. She turns off the machine and removes the wand.

Harry is speechless. All he can stare at is the picture of our baby. He kisses me only lips, lingering for a while. He stares at the baby again, watching its heart beat very fast, and I fell a felling of warmth. Harry and I watched this baby, realizing that our family is now growing.