Chapter eleven

Over the next couple of weeks, Harry never went to work, but stayed home and kept drinking. He felt the anger and his scar kept burning, which made him drink more. Ginny tried talking to him until he ended up snapping at her and locked himself in his office. Hermione and Ron had both tried as well and they got the same treatment.

Four weeks Harry had felt his scar burn a few times and he still hadn't left the house. Ginny came home and went into the office where she found Harry sitting on the floor with a bottle of Firewhiskey in his hand.

'Um Harry, please don't take my head off, but I need to tell you something important,' Ginny knelt down beside him.

'What?' Harry never looked at her, just kept staring at the bottle.

Ginny took Harry's hand, 'You're going to be a father Harry, I'm pregnant.'

Harry jerked his head up and looked at his wife, 'Did you say pregnant Ginny?'

'Yes, so will you please talk to me and let me help you through this, like you helped me. You're son or daughter will need a father and a sober one Harry.'

'I'm so scared because I keep feeling it burn Gin, but the drinking stops as of now,' Harry put the bottle down then wrapped his arms around his wife, 'I'm sorry.'

'You don't need to be, but it's time to deal with all this and put it behind you. Right after the fighting you never did deal with any of it because you were helping me. But no one has been able to figure out why you are feeling that, so let's wait because it might not mean anything. So please let me help you deal with all this.'

'No, I never did deal with any of that, but I wanted to be there for you, you needed me.'

'I did then, now it's time to let me help you. So first, get up and go have a shower, then you're going to eat. I can't believe how much weight you've lost.'

Ginny helped Harry stand, then helped him walk up to their bathroom, 'When you're finished, I'll have dinner ready.'

Harry put his hand to Ginny's stomach, 'We're going to have a baby.'

'Yes, we are,' Ginny watched Harry's hand caress her stomach, 'Have you're shower Harry, then you can touch my stomach any time you want.'

Harry nodded, but knelt in front of his wife, then kissed her stomach before putting his head on her. Ginny ran her hand down Harry's hair while he kept his head pressed against her stomach.

Harry kissed her stomach again, then stood up and stared into her eyes, 'I love you Gin.'

'I know you do, I love you too,' Ginny kissed Harry then watched as he stripped off and got into the shower before she headed downstairs to start dinner.

Twenty minutes later Harry walked into the kitchen, 'When did you find out?'

'Just today, but I thought I was a week ago.'

'Did you plan to fall now?'

'No, I thought maybe another year then we could talk about kids. Just so you know I'm six weeks along, before all this happened.'

'When are we telling the family?'

Ginny put two plates on the table and sat down, 'We can tell them on Sunday when we go over for dinner.'

'Alright, but are you feeling okay?'

'I'm fine, I haven't even had any morning sickness, but now eat, you're going to need a lot of energy to spoil you first child.'

Harry laughed, 'You know me well love. Can we find out what we're having?'

'Soon, it's too early yet. So you would like to know if we're having a son or a daughter.'

'Yeah, I would, then we can talk names and know what to buy.'

'From the moment I thought I was pregnant, a couple of names occurred to me already.'

'Are you going to tell me what they are?'

'Well, if it's a boy how about James, after you're father?'

Harry smiled, 'I'd like that and we could call him James or Jimmy. What about the girl's name, Ginevra after you?'

Ginny scowled, 'No, not Ginny either, but Lily, that's such a pretty name. I always thought that from the moment I heard about your mother.'

'So if we have more kids, there will be James and Lily Potter. Are you sure you want two named after my parents?'

'Yes and think of this Harry, my middle name is after mum. My brothers are going to have a lot more kids, so mum and dad's names will be used a lot. Our children can have your parent's names.'

'I love you Gin, so much.'

Ginny leaned over and kissed Harry, 'I love you to, but keep eating.'

'Okay, but when are you stopping work?'

'Straight away, I don't want to be stuck at the desk all the time. So I'll have time to decorate the baby's room,' Ginny picked up Harry's fork and put some food on it and lifted it to Harry's mouth, making him laugh then took the food she offered.

After dinner, Harry and Ginny sat down and talked about why Harry might be feeling his scar burn and could it mean something. Then they got into bed but kept talking. Harry explained everything about how he felt finding out about having a piece of Voldemorts soul inside him. How he felt thinking he was going to die, but mainly how he had felt over all the years he had Voldemort after him. They talked late into the night, but Harry admitted that he felt better after. Ginny cuddled down under the blankets, Harry leaned over and kissed her stomach, then kissed Ginny's lips, before putting his arms around her then fell into a peaceful sleep, the first one he'd had in weeks.

Harry and Ginny both went into work the following day, Harry kissed Ginny at her office, then walked to his.

'So you're finally back Harry, but merlin you've lose a lot of weight,' Lucy said staring over at him.

'Yeah,' Harry shrugged then knocked on his boss's door, heard him call to come in. So Harry stepped inside, closing the door behind him, 'Sorry boss.'

'No need Harry, Ron explained everything and if I felt what you did for all those years, I probably would have lost it as well. So are you back for good or do you need more time?'

'I'm back, Ginny and I spoke a lot last night and I realised I never did deal with what I'd been through after he died. I'm not sure if you know, but the reason I never did because of something that happened to Ginny the year that Voldemort had control over Hogwarts. She was going through a lot, so I helped her which took a long time.'

'I know what the Carrows did to some of the girls that year Harry, I didn't know about Ginny though. So I can understand you wanting to help her, but are you dealing with your past now?'

'Yeah, I am. Ginny and I talked about it all and we're going to keep doing that until I can put it completely behind me. I'm just worried why my scar is burning. It's the same pain I used to get. I will get angry, for no reason, just like before. I can't work out why this is happening.'

'Well Elijah sent word that they haven't found anything and they are confident that he never got himself another body. He does want to do a few more tests on you, but he doesn't think he'll find anything.'

'I'll go see him in a few days, now I should get back to work. Thanks for understanding boss.'

'I can't really say I understand Harry, but I knew you wouldn't have just stopped coming in without a reason. Go on, there's work on your desk.'

Harry nodded and went back to his desk, before Ron stepped over to him, 'So did Ginny hex you to make you see sense.'

Harry laughed, 'No, but she did tell me something important. That was enough to shock me out of it. So last night we sat in bed talking.'

'Good, it's about time you talked to someone Harry, but what did my sister say to you?'

'I can't tell you, not yet anyway. You'll find out soon enough. Now I have to catch up on all my work.'

'Alright, but you can usually tell me anything.'

'I know, but this isn't just about me, so have some patience mate.'

'Okay, at least I do have some,' Ron laughed then went back to work.

Harry flung a quill at Ron, hitting him in the head, making Harry laugh before he got stuck into the work on his desk.

The following Sunday, Harry and Ginny flooed to the Burrow to join the family for the weekly dinner. Harry explained what had been going on, so talk was mainly around Harry's scar and what it could mean. After desert, Harry felt Ginny squeeze his hand, so they both stood up.

'We have something to tell you all,' Harry grinned at his wife, giving her a nod.

'We're having a baby,' Ginny said beaming with happiness.

'So that's the thing Ginny told you, no wonder you were shocked,' Ron got up and hugged his friend then his sister.

'Congratulations,' Hermione hugged Ginny then Harry, 'You're going to be a daddy.'

'Yeah, I am Hermione.'

'Another grandchild for your mother to spoil,' Arthur said as he hugged his daughter, then Harry.

'That's what grandparents are for. Oh and I want my children to know all about muggle stuff, so you're shed will be a great learning tool for them,' Harry grinned.

'I wish Arthur would get rid of all that muggle stuff,' Molly hugged her daughter, 'My baby is having her own child.'

'Don't start crying mum,' Ginny smiled but hugged her mother before watching as she hugged Harry.

'Hey, I wonder if your kid will use the bat bogey like her mother,' George grinned at Ginny.

'I will be teaching him or her that, don't you worry Uncle George.'

'Hey, I just realised something, not only am I brother-in-law to the saviour, but I'm going to be uncle to his kid, amazing,' Ron smirked at Harry, then laughed as everyone saw the face Harry was pulling.

After everyone came up to hug Harry and Ginny, talk turned to babies and how Ginny was feeling. Harry and Ginny talked and decided to not tell anyone what they were having when they found out. When questions started about names, Harry and Ginny just kept saying they were discussing that a lot, which wasn't a lie, because they did talk about the names they picked. Ron and Hermione could see the change in Harry and realised he was going to be alright, even if no one knew why his scar was burning again. All they hoped was that it never meant anything dangerous was going to happen.

At the large manor house, a man and a woman were looking down at the boy, 'He looks like his father and he's already showing how much power his got. Keep up his training and telling him how bad and evil Harry Potter is so he will know what he will have to do when the time comes.'

'I will, he's already getting angry whenever I mention the name. So you're plan looks like it's going to work.'

'It will and soon we will set him loose on the unsuspecting muggles. But how did he adapt to the wand?'

'It works perfectly for him, like it was made for him. I'd like to know how it came to present itself to him.' the woman and the man stared down at the boy and knew he was going to bring their world into what their Lord wanted. But they realised they might never know why that wand presented itself to the boy and just hoped this meant the boy would succeed.