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.

Chapter 11

25 Weeks...Continued

Rose Lydia Weasley

April 8, 2006

As I sat there and watched Hermione being swarmed with people and our family, I started to become a little jealous.

Usually I hate the attention, especially from the press, but now they are all watching her, and the Daily Prophet is trying to capture her and Ron's picture, every chance they get.

I know I sound very immature, maybe its the pregnancy hormones. I need to get them in check.

Eventually Ron and Harry were able to shoo the press away, and now there was only family. I sat in the waiting room, letting everyone get their chance to see Hermione and the new addition to the Weasley family. I forget sometimes that the is my family's sister-in-law too, and that she does have a family of her own. Her Aunts and Father are here now, checking on her.

I caress my belly. Well, this will be me in 15 weeks. I can see the Head Lines Now: Another Potter! or Bonus Potter Baby! and Witch Weakly, running something along the lines of "Ginny Potter: Baby fat?" and "Can She Handle Two Children, and Harry?" I roll my eyes, trying not to get irritated.

I think my son noticed my distress, because he starts to kick me. I decided to walk down to the Nursery where Rose was being kept, hopefully to settle him down. Although they're sure that Hermione's fall didn't hurt the baby, she will have a long fight ahead for being almost 6 weeks early.

I glanced through the glass, and she has IV's in her mouth and nose A heart monitor, and to top it of Rose is in a huge incubator. She's so tiny and sick looking. It's so strange that something so little can survive being so early.

"I found you." I jumped and turned around. I didn't care for being brought out of my train of thought. Harry smiled and put his arms around me as he kissed my shoulder.

"Yes, you did." I kept staring at Rose. "How are the new parents?"

"Ron is bragging like a bloke and Hermione is irritated that she can't see the baby right now." He chuckled.

"You were that way with James…" I reminded, thinking back to the first weeks with James. When we were out, he would tell everyone that "This is James…he's my son." I giggled at the memory.

"I'm scared." I finally turned away for Rose.

Harry frowns. "Why?"

"Because this could easily be us." I whisper, looking at my wedding ring.

"Oh, Ginny." Harry holds me tight. "The Healers are sure that Rose will be okay. It will take her a while to be healthy enough to come home, but she eventually will." Harry assured me. He took my hand and we made our way back down the hall to Hermione's room.

"But what if something like this were to happen with this baby? I can barely watch Rose; I don't think I could do this with our child…" I sat on the bench and leaned back. The baby is really in my ribcage, and sometimes making it harder to breathe. He picked a great time…not.

"Ginny, its best not to think like that." Harry started to kiss my knuckles.

"But I do."

"Then we will hire the best healers in the world to fix our son. Your pregnancy is going well, and no signs are showing that he can come early."

"But all it takes is to fall!" I'm starting to loose my cool.

"Please stop talking like this. You're starting to worry me."

"I'm sorry, But its how I feel."

"I can't promise that you won't fall, and have our son early. But I can promise, that I will never leave your side, and what ever happens, if something tragic were to happen, we will make it through." He runs his thumb down my spine.

"I love you." I leaned in close to Harry and rested my head against him.

"I love you too…" Harry kissed my hair.

"Mama!" I hear James yelling from down the hall way. He starts running to me with ice cream bar in his hand.

Followed by Teddy and Victoire, and Bill who was carrying Dominique.

"I got chocolate." Teddy announced.

"I gots strawberry." Victoire smirked at Teddy.

"I forgot ow much et hurtz. Poor Mione" Fleur placed a hand on her stomach and looked at Bill, and grabbed Dominique.

Bill just kissed her…weird.

"Can I carry you?" James asked. That is his way of asking if he can be held.

"No baby, but Daddy can." I am not in the mood to carry my almost two year old.

"Look at this, mess. You have ice cream all over your face." Harry smiled at James.

"Mummy, I think we need to clean our son."

"Oh, no! Not the kissing monster!" I play along.

"No!" James squealed, laughing.

Harry and I cover his face in kisses, as I discreetly take the treat out of his hands.

I let Harry finish off the game, as I licked the sides, so it wouldn't be so messy.

"Teddy, play the kissing game with me!" Vic announced, smiling.

"Ew. No Vic. You are a girl. You have cooties." Teddy said, walking down the hall.

Harry and I both laughed, as I gave James back his ice cream.

I glance at the clock on the wall. It as 10:30pm. Shit. I'm letting my kids eat ice cream this close to bed time. If I'm up all night with James, Bill's in trouble.

"Um, Gin, we better get going." Harry glanced up from his watch.

I completely agreed. I nodded. "I'm going to say goodnight to Mum and Hermione. He nodded back and I knocked on the door.

"Its Ginny!" I called.

"Come in!" I Hear my Mother's voice.

I stepped into the room.

"Hey, sweetie, we are heading out. How are you feeling?" I asked Hermione. She looked ready to cry.

"Horrible. My abdomen hurts, my head hurts, I'm hungry, and I want to see my baby." She looked at me all depressed.

"Do you want me to stay?" I offered, hope not.

"No, you better take off. I've got my side of the family here for company."

"Where did they go?" I asked, looking around, and only seeing Mrs. Granger, asleep on the chair.

"Daddy put them up in a Zone 2 hotel, here in London. That way, if they want to get on the Tube to meet Molly, or someone, they wouldn't have to go far.

"Makes perfect sense." I smile.

"But, you promise to come by tomorrow, okay?"

"Of course, 'Mione." I smiled and bent down to kiss her cheek. "She looks beautiful. She has your hair, you know."

"Thank you."

"That poor that poor girl." I joked. We giggled.

"Thanks for the party. I enjoyed it, really."

I smiled. "Anytime Hermione. Goodnight." I kissed her cheek. Just then Ron and Mum walk in the room, pushing baby Rose, and carrying a Gregg's buddy.

"Oh, thank you!" Hermione looks ready to cry.

"Night, Mum, Ron." I call, leaving the room, to meet Harry, wrestling with an unwilling James, and a very tired looking Teddy listening to a very hyper Victoire. I giggle to my self and took James from Harry who instantly stopped wiggling.

"That's not fair." Harry said and he took Teddy's hands.

"It's a mother's touch." I smiled as we walked towards the exit.

"Bull" Harry said, and we stepped into the fireplace, making our way home.

I couldn't sleep all night. This whole day has thrown off my mind and I can not calm my self to relax and find a comfortable position. Harry and the Healers promise that I will be okay and that Rose will be fine, so why can't I sleep? I sighed and tried to roll over to have Harry's face in front of me. Ugh, I'm going to have to wake him up to move over.

"Harry, sweetie!" I whispered.

He jumps and sits up. "Huh? What? Something wrong?" he reaches over for his glasses. "Is the baby coming?"

"No! Relax, I just can't sleep." I said taking advantage of the room that just opened up.

"Oh, okay…" He seems a little upset that I woke him for that. "I was having a dream that I was on a boat, and it was rocking back and forth."

"Yea, that was me, tossing and turning."

"Ah." I see recognition on his face. He knows what I am about to ask. "Can you go to the closet and get me some more pillows?" I rubbed his arm.

And with out a pause, "Of course" He got out of the bed, and I got myself comfortable, but didn't leave much room for him.

He came back with three more pillows, and I adjust them between my legs and under my belly. I was wondering when the sleep aid of pillows was going to happen. I lasted a lot longer with this baby than I did with James.

"Thank you." I said closing my eyes.

"Anything for you are our Son."

"Harry?"

"Yes?"

"You might want to expand the bed, because I'm not moving over."

He chuckled, and I felt vibrations and then Harry climb back into bed, this time with his back towards me.

"One more thing, Harry."

I heard a sigh. "Yes, Love?"

"We need to plan James's birthday-"

"Ginny I'm going to stop you right there. Tomorrow I have to work and this conversation will take forever…I just want to sleep right now. I'm sorry but I'm not having this conversation, right this very minute." He kisses my lips quickly, and rolls over.

Well…he told me. "Okay, in the morning…" I kissed his shoulder, and closed my eyes.

Two hours later

Some one is stoking my hair. And kissing my face, now my lips. Ugh, I must respond. I kiss back and open my eyes. Harry's face is propped over me, his head resting on his elbow.

"Is it morning time yet?"

"Not yet, its 4:30." He smiled.

"Then why am I being waked?" I yawned.

"Because now I can't sleep." He bent down and started to kiss my neck. But for some reason I am so not in the mood.

"Harry, please, not now." I turned my head, detaching the contact off my neck.

"What? You are always in the mood!" he cried.

"But not now, I'm tired."

Harry pouted like James…so this is where he learned how to do this.

"Do you want to plan James' Party?" Harry asked.

"Not now. I have to care for kids in the morning and I just want to sleep…this conversation will take for ever…" I mocked him in my best Harry voice. "I just want to sleep right now."

He giggled at me. "Good night." He kissed me one more time.

"Mmhm…" I said back.

Half an hour later

All Harrys advanced made me horny. I wonder if he's awake...

"Harry." I whisper. "If you are awake, I could go for some sex-" I didn't get to finish my sentence, as Harry's hand was between my legs, as he rolled over to face me.

"Good." His lips captured mine in a kiss. I moaned as he sunk one finger inside me.

"Merlin, you're wet." He said pumping in and out, torturing me with pleasure.

"Uh hu." was all I was able to say, as he massaged my clit."

"Yeah, right there." I was in heaven. Harry found a good rhythm, and I felt myself climbing to an much needed orgasm. Harry watched me, smirking.

My climax was quick, but powerful. I was happy for the release. Harry slid his hand out from between my legs. He then moved his pajamas down his erection. I bite my lip.

I roll over, in anticipation. Harry and I learned from James, that if we fuck or make love sideways, I enjoy it more than holding mine and the baby's weight on my forearms, if we were to fuck doggy style.

I bent my knees, and shifted a pillow under my stomach, to make this more comfortable.

Harry then pushed down my panties, and my night shirt up. I felt his hand searching for my entrance, before moving himself in place. "You ready?" He whispered in my ear, his erection digging at me.

"I have been." And I thrust my pelvis back into him. He slowly sheathed himself inside me, and we both moaned from the sensation. I straighten my back until Harry's chest was pressed up directly against my spine, then adjusted so his penetration would be even tighter.

Harry placed his arm around me, stroking the my belly, and the other to play with my breasts. "Oh yes." I moaned.

"Ginny, are you ready?" Harry asked in between thrusts.

I felt for Harry. He seamed to be hanging on to his control by a thread. "Yes." I said reaching for his hand, moving it down to my clit. He applied pressure, causing my pussy to tighten up around him, and I started to pump my hips back towards him.

"Not to fast," Harry gasped, but he didn't stop my thrusts.

"Can't help it...Oh, Merlin, Harry!" I said, thrusting back, realizing, that I was the one doing most of the work, although Harry had adjusted his body to match my urgent thrust with my hips.

Harry's hand kept playing with my breasts, and his other kept stroking my clit. Between this and his his shaft hitting my sweet spot inside of me, I was about to lose it.

I closed my eyes, and rocked against him.

"Fuck. My sweet, beautiful wife." He feasted on my neck. "I can't hold on anymore-"

"Uh huh, Yeah." was my response.

"Fuck." Harry said, making short, rapid thrusts.

This additional speed and friction was all I needed to come again. I smiled as I just let the waived of my second orgasm run through me, making my toes and fingers curl.

"Oh how I love you." Harry said, kissing my check, still inside me, as I inner muscles clamp around him.

"You too." I murmur. "Thank you." I turn my neck back, and kiss his lips, tasting the sweat on them.

He laughed. You have yourself to thank for that one." He tightened his arm around me.

I snuggle closer, finally relaxed, and let myself drift to sleep...

About an hour and half later, I heard a knock at the door, and then it opened.

"Aunt Ginny? James came into my room and woke me up…" Teddy called walking over to my side of the bed. This woke me.

I sat up, and winced, forgetting Harry was still inside me, asleep. Good think I was wearing my shirt still.

I pull it down my body, and shoved Harry. "Ow," He said. He realized we were not alone, and discreetly pulled up his bottoms.

"What? What do you mean?" I asked Teddy, picking up James, who was holding Teddy's hand, smiling at me.

"I mean, he climbed out of his crib and into my room." Teddy said, climbing onto the edge of the bed.

"He made it down the stairs okay?" Harry asked, turning on the light next to his side.

"Yea, and now I can not sleep" Teddy yawned and lied at the foot of the bed.

"Tell me about it." I said.

"Hi mama." James said as she kissed me and cuddled into my chest.

"Hi my trouble maker."

"Well, I guess were up at 5:50" Harry got up and walked to the bathroom. I heard the shower come on.

"You boys hungry?" I asked and they nodded at me. "Okay, lets go."

I dropped Teddy and James off at Andromeda's, who agreed to watch James for me. And I decided to floo to the Hospital to see Hermione.

I knocked on the door, and Hermione said "Come in," I opened to find it empty, she was sitting there with a book.

"Hello…Oh Ginny, you look terrible." She said and giggled.

"You're telling me, you look like a troll." I said and sat in the chair next to her. "Harry and the boys kept me up all night. I mean all four of them." I patted my tummy for reference.

She giggles at me. "I bet I look like a troll. I haven't been able to shower yet, so I've been doing cleaning spells. I would kill for one though…" She smiled at me.

"So, where's Ron?" I asked looking around the room for him.

"He's getting me lunch." She sighed and looked out her window.

"Have you gone to see Rose today?" I asked.

"Yes, I spent most of the night and this morning with her. She did well last night, and is eating. So I go see her every three hours to feed her, and when we do, I am bare from the chest down, for that skin to skin contact. They say it will make her grow faster."

"I know. That's how I fed James most of the time."

She smiled. "They say she will only have to be in for another two weeks or so. Magic these days."

"Hermione, that's great. She was six weeks early, her being able to be home that early is…astonishing."

"Yes, I'll get to go home tomorrow, but, I will be here every day, for most of my days…She's so pretty.

"She's beautiful Hermione. But why Rose? She has your hair…" Her hair color was supposed to be the deciding factor in her name… "I would've thought that she would've been a redhead for sure."

"Hey, she might grow into it. Red heads is a recessive gene, and as far as I'm concerned, there isn't a redhead in my family. So the only way we will have redhead children, is if we find someone on my mother's or father's side who is."

"Oh. So, does it work for females?"

"No, only passed by the men. But Harry does have red head in his family, because of his mother, So you might have redhead son in there." Hermione smiled.

I smiled back. I secretly hoping he is. "It would be nice if the next baby looked kinda like a Weasley."

"Oh!" Hermione jumped.

"What?" I asked.

"My father has an Aunt who has red hair..." She smiled.

"So there is a chance that Rose's hair could turn Red after all?"

"Yes, I guess there is." We laughed together, and Hermione winced.

"Are you alright?" I asked, frowning.

"Yea, the pain medicine is wearing off, and the scar from the c-section nis starting to hurt." She lifted her shirt to show me.

"Its almost completely healed"

"The power of potion. But like I said, I'm not going to be able to go home until tomorrow, that's when I should be healed enough." He frowned.

"Anyways, so why not Lydia?"

"When it came down to it, we just liked Rose so much more. It grew on me, and it fits her. So, Lydia is her middle name."

"Sounds great."

It was quiet for a moment.

"Well, I guess I should formally ask you."

"Ask me what?"

"Would you and Harry, you know, be her Godparents?"

"Is that a serious question? Yea." I hugged her.

"I just assumed that you two would be Godparents, but Ron said I should still ask." She smiled.

"We'd be honored. Do you want to help plan James' second birthday?" I laughed.

"I don't know, is it going to be on my second wedding anniversary?" Mione joked with me.

"Maybe…" I laughed back. It was nice to see her laughing, and some color into her cheeks. Now I'm the only pregnant one in my family.

Or so I thought.