And Baby Makes Five

Baby Watch round two continued into the next week. Ron had warned Ginny about Flooing the Burrow because anytime Ron did before Hugo was born, Molly would prepare to head to the hospital. Ginny had seen this first hand when she'd Flooed the Burrow to ask her mum to take the boys.

Molly had also taken to watching Harry like a hawk when he was at the Burrow.

With Harry's due date getting close, the family took turns keeping the boys overnight so if Harry did go into labor during the night, Ginny wouldn't have to worry about finding someone to watch the boys.

But Lily's arrival would come sooner than they thought…

Harry woke up early the morning before his due date, with cramps in his stomach. He pulled his shirt up and placed his hand on it. The sharp cramping he was feeling started to go away. Harry let out a deep breath and counted. Twenty minutes later, another cramp rolled through his belly. This occurred for an hour and a half.

"Ow," Harry moaned. It was then that he noticed the back pain. He started the breathing exercises he remembered from when Ginny gave birth to James. His hand remained on his stomach, rubbing lightly. No one could have prepared him for this.

Harry turned to lie on his back. He looked at the clock on his side of the bed. His contractions were twenty minutes apart. He debated on whether or not to wake up Ginny. But when another, stronger contraction ripped through his belly twenty minutes later, he couldn't help but moan.

"Ow, Godric this hurts," he muttered.

Harry felt Ginny's hand on his stomach. His moaning in pain woke her up.

"Relax, sweetie, let me check something."

Harry obeyed her with a pained expression on his face. He felt Ginny's hand on his stomach, pressing into different locations. His once-soft abdomen was rock hard, a sign to Ginny that Harry was in the early stages of labor.

"I'm going to call Shanti; we might need to go to St. Mungo's. How far apart are they?" Ginny asked.

"Twenty minutes."

"How are you feeling?" she asked, rubbing his stomach.

"If I had any Ministry secrets I'd talk," he muttered.

"It's show time." Harry laid there as another contraction ripped through his abdomen, stronger than the one before.

"Here comes another one." He started breathing in and out his nose. "God, this hurts. Why didn't someone tell me that labor was this bad?"

Ginny gazed sympathetically at her husband, rubbing his cheek.

"It hurts. I don't think I can do this," he confessed to his wife.

Ginny rubbed his back and belly soothingly, murmuring comforting words in an attempt to ease him.

When the contraction stopped Harry took a few deep breaths.

"I'll go see if I can call Shanti and find out when we need to head to the hospital."

"Okay," Harry muttered. Ginny went downstairs and flooed Shanti.

"Good morning, Shanti Willis's office. How may I help you?" the Welcome Witch answered.

"Hello, I'm Ginny Potter, I'm Harry Potter's wife. I need to speak with Shanti."

"Okay, hold on please." Ginny waited a few seconds before Shanti's head appeared in the fire.

"Hello, Ginny, what's going on?" Shanti asked.

"Harry's having contractions. When do we need to head to St. Mungo's?" Ginny asked the healer.

"How far apart are they?"

"Twenty minutes." Ginny recalled when she was having James that she had to wait until they were ten minutes before she and Harry headed to St. Mungo's.

"How long?"

"Hour and a half before I woke up and I've been up for a half hour so about two hours."

Shanti looked pensive before she replied, "Head to the hospital in an hour to an hour and a half. She's stuck in there until then, so you don't have to worry about her arriving before you get here. If Harry starts to complain of sharp stomach pain, get him here immediately."

"Okay, we'll see you in about hour or so."

Ginny disconnected the Floo and went back upstairs. Harry was still lying in the bed.

"We have about an hour or so before we need to get the hospital."

"Okay," Harry muttered. He got up with Ginny's help and headed to the bathroom where he had a shower and allowed Ginny to remove the hair that had grown back on his stomach.

Ginny hopped in the shower for a quick wash. When she got out she got together a small breakfast for herself and Harry.

She brought breakfast upstairs so Harry wouldn't be spending the morning climbing the stairs. Ginny would time the contractions and keep track of how long they last and how often they occurred.

When the hour passed, she knew that she needed Shanti's assistance with pain management. There was nothing more she could do.

"Ready to go to St. Mungo's and have this baby?"

Harry nodded and let Ginny help him up. She helped him change clothes and grabbed his bag and the bag with her things and her purse.

She collected her stuff and went out to the car, the preferred method of transport for those in labor. She threw her stuff in the back and started the car, then returned upstairs and told Harry they would have to drive.

"Let's go." Ginny helped him up off the bed and they walked downstairs and exited the house. Ginny locked up the house and helped Harry to the car.

They drove into London and parked in the car park near St. Mungo's. They entered the hospital and approached the Welcome Witch.

"Harry Potter, Shanti Willis's patient," Ginny informed the witch as another contraction ripped through Harry and he winced.

The little old witch waved her wand at a file cabinet and Harry's thick file came flying into her hand.

"Follow me." The Welcome Witch led them to a room, where she handed Harry a gown and told him to change.

Harry waddled into the bathroom and slipped the gown on, albeit with some difficulty. He came out and found Ginny had turned down the bed and had the balls she had used when she was in labor with James.

"I was going to ask if you put them in that bag," Harry asked, motioning a hand to the tennis balls.

"Yes, because we might need them."

Shanti entered with a knock on the door. "Hello, how far apart are they now?"

"Seventeen minutes."

Shanti nodded and asked Harry to laid back in the bed. Harry laid back into the pillows as Shanti pulled up the gown.

"I'm going to attach some discs to your stomach. These are called sensors. One will monitor Lily's heartbeat, one will monitor her movements and the last one will monitor contractions. You can watch the monitor on this screen," Shanti explained, pointing to a screen on the left hand side of the bed.

Using three belts to keep the sensors in place, Shanti hooked Harry up the monitors. The steady beeps of the baby's heart instantly filled the room. Ginny smiled hearing her daughter, but she grimaced when she saw the contraction timer reset.

She wasn't the only one. "Ah!" Harry moaned into the pillow he was holding with a vice grip. Ginny rubbed his back and muttered words of comfort.

"Breathe, Harry. In and out and in and out," Ginny soothed in time to his breaths as she rubbed his back in circles.

"Sixteen minutes," Harry muttered, glancing at the timer. "Do I want to know how long I've been in labor?"

Ginny smiled sympathetically and said, "About four hours." Harry groaned in response.

Shanti returned a minute later and began an IV in Harry's left hand, instantly injecting some pain management potions.

"Okay, now I'm going to press on your lower abdomen to get a feel of how the sack is doing and it will determine when I can make a birth canal. It may feel uncomfortable, so bear with me."

Harry nodded and braced himself. Shanti pulled up Harry's gown and pressed on his lower abdomen, feeling the sack under her fingers. She could tell it was softening and needed to soften some more before they would create a birth canal. Harry made a face when he felt the pressure Shanti was adding to his lower abdomen.

"Okay, looks like we've got a long way to go."

Harry whined.

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Molly Weasley was a woman on a mission. As soon she got the message that Baby Watch round two was over, she woke up Arthur, got her grandsons up, and laid them on the couch, ready to go. She returned to her bedroom where she changed into daywear and grabbed the bags of toys and entertainment Ginny had dropped off when she'd brought the boys to the Burrow. Arthur took James and she took Albus, and together they Flooed to St. Mungo's.

She was prepared for Harry's temper to be flying and Ginny trying to calm him. What surprised her was how quiet the maternity ward was. She finally reached Harry's room and knocked on the door. She heard Ginny call her in and she gently opened the door.

Harry was in the bed, curled into a ball. Ginny mouthed "contraction" and Molly nodded and walked over to her son-in-law's bedside, helping Ginny rub his back.

"Some warning would have been nice," he muttered.

"What do you mean?" Ginny asked.

"Someone could have warned me about how painful this was going to be. How much longer is it going to be before she's born?"

Ginny looked softly at her husband, her heart breaking at the whine in his voice. Harry was her strong and brave Auror. The man had an extremely high pain tolerance and to hear him complain about pain was something new for her.

"It will be over soon, dear," Molly soothed. That was when she heard the beeping and looked at Ginny with a smile. "Is that my grandbaby I hear?"

Ginny nodded and pointed out the machines that monitored the baby's heartbeat, the contractions, and Harry's vitals.

"How far apart are the contractions?" Molly asked her daughter.

"Fifteen minutes." Ginny moved her hand through the opening in the back of the gown Harry was wearing and rubbed his stomach.

"They've been fifteen minutes for close to two hours now," Harry whined, his voice getting quite high-pitched.

Shanti came in to check on him. "Still fifteen minutes?" Ginny nodded.

"Harry, you could walk around if you want to."

"Seriously?" Harry asked.

"Ginny walked the halls while we waited for James to be born. It's going to be a while before we can create a birth canal. Maybe an hour to an hour and a half and that doesn't mean that you will start pushing. That will be another hour or so, depending on how long it will take for the passageway to open."

"Okay." Ginny and Shanti helped Harry out of bed. Ginny helped Harry slip into some pajama bottoms and slipped another gown on to cover his bare back.

Together they began to walk out of the room and down the hall, passing Healers and nurses bustling around and catching the occasional wizard speaking backward with an octopus nose. As they reached the final stretch to the family waiting room they heard familiar voices within.

"It's going to a long time, isn't it?" Audrey asked, sounding somewhat bored.

"I wonder how he's been doing. Molly said that Ginny mentioned something about contractions when she called us. I hope he's doing okay," Fleur said.

"He'll be fine," said Ron.

"But why we are here when it could be hours before she's born? I wasn't there for the take off, why do I need to be here for the landing?" asked Percy.

"Where do you think they found the boys, under a mulberry bush?" Audrey replied dryly, shaking her head at her husband. "Honestly, Perce, I don't know what you're complaining about. We sat here for hours waiting on the others," Audrey informed her husband, shaking her head.

A voice from the hall caused them all to jump.

"And need I remind you I was in the middle of playing hide-and-seek with Teddy and Victoire when you and Audrey came in the room and started shagging on the bed?"

Every head turned to Harry, who was leaning in the doorway with Ginny trying to keep from laughing with a hand over her mouth. Percy and Audrey went pure scarlet.

After talking with the family for awhile, Harry and Ginny trekked back towards Harry's room. On the way, another contraction ripped through him. He stopped in his tracked, holding on the railing on the wall, a sharp gasp ripping from his lips.

Ginny rubbed his back as she coached him thought the contraction, timing them as she did.

"Fourteen minutes," she informed her husband.

Harry and Ginny slowly made their way back to Harry's room. Shanti would be by to check on Harry's progress and see how much longer it would be before she could make the birth canal.

"Gin," Harry mumbled. He looked exhausted, despite the fact that he hadn't even pushed yet. "I'm sorry wasn't sympathetic enough." Ginny gently pulled Harry's head closer to her and kissed him.

"It's okay, sweetie, it will be over soon and we'll be holding our daughter."

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Harry made a face as Shanti pressed and poked his lower abdomen. She added some pressure and only stopped when she heard Harry whine out.

"Looks like we'll be making a birth canal soon," the Healer said, smiling at Harry's abdomen.

"How soon?" Ginny asked. She wanted this over, for Harry's sake.

"An hour," Shanti replied, washing her hands in the sink. "If I were you I would spend this hour getting some rest. Once the birth canal is formed, we'll wait until it's ten centimeters before you push."

"Do you know how many centimeters it is now?" Ginny asked. Shanti had said that all she would have to do is make an opening. The sack she implanted in Harry's belly all those months ago would form part of the birth canal on its own, despite the fact that the patient decided to have a cesarean section.

When Shanti left the room, Ginny rubbed Harry's back, trying to comfort him enough to sleep.

"Ginny, can you rub my stomach, too?" Harry asked.

Ginny moved her right hand to Harry's stomach and her left to his back and started to rub in circles. She heard Harry let out a long breath and exhale deeply. His hands gripped the railing on the left side of his bed. He was holding it so tight that she could see the whites of his knuckles.

"Breath, Harry, in and out," Ginny soothed as she rubbed Harry's back and belly.

"How long was that?" Harry asked once the contraction subsided.

"Thirteen minutes." Ginny resumed her massage on Harry's back and stomach. "Sweetie, we've got an hour before Shanti will make the birth canal, you may want to try to sleep," she said as his eyes started to droop.

"Okay," Harry mumbled. She knew he was asleep when she heard his breathing even out.

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"Poor thing, he's been in labor for seven hours," Molly commented to Kingsley. He had heard from Arthur that Harry had gone into labor and had stopped by to see how things were going. Harry had fallen asleep and managed to sleep for two hours.

Shanti decided to let him sleep since the contractions were steadily ten minutes apart.

Ginny watched the monitors with the baby's heartbeat and contractions. She winced when she saw a strong one coming and hoped it wouldn't wake up Harry. She soon learned she was wrong.

"Ah!" Harry gasped.

"Where was that one, in your back or your belly?" Shanti asked. She had entered the room when she heard Harry moan.

"Both. When did they start coming in my back?" Harry asked to no one in particular. "Ah, geez, ah!" Harry then began breathing hard.

Ginny reached over and rubbed his back, trying to comfort her husband, knowing he was getting tired and frustrated.

"Please tell me this is about over," he practically begged, his big green eyes finding Ginny and Shanti.

Shanti sympathized with him. She knew he wanted it over. She had Harry lying flat on his back, gown pulled up to expose his belly, and was checking him again to see if it was soft enough to make the birth canal.

"We're ready to make the birth canal. After this, we'll see how much he's dilated and how close he is to ten, and then we'll go from there."

Shanti cleaned Harry's lower abdomen and injected some pain relieving potion in his IV. She casted a local anesthesia spell on Harry's abdomen and began to make the birth canal.

"You might feel a little pressure, Harry," Shanti informed him. "Tell me if the pain is more than you can bear."

Harry nodded and locked his eyes with Ginny. She held his hand as Shanti made the incision that would open up the birth canal.

"Okay, I'm done," Shanti informed Harry and Ginny. Using a mirror, she showed Harry what it looked like after checking to see if the sight of it would make Harry pass out. It looked like a pair of over sized lips was on his lower abdomen.

She stuck her hand in the hole at which Harry winced.

"Ow, that hurts," he whined. Shanti removed her gloved hand and said, "Sorry, Harry. You are about six centimeters. You have four more to go."

"Okay," Harry muttered, turning back to Ginny, who cupped her hand on his face.

"Walking will help with the labor and speed it up some. I would recommend just outside the hall or around the room, whichever you chose."

Fifteen minutes later found Harry and Ginny walking the halls outside of the room.

"Eight minutes apart. They'll start getting more frequent now and they will come quicker," Ginny told her husband as they passed the door to Harry's room for a fifth time.

"I'm ready to go lay down again," Harry said after some time had passed and neither he nor Ginny said anything.

They walked back to the room and Harry laid back down on the bed.

"How is he doing?" Molly asked when she came in five minutes later.

"Good, it should be soon when he starts to push." Ginny looked at her husband and back to her mum.

"Good, I hope he's not going to be hours pushing her out," Molly stated.

"Shanti said that if he's pushed for an hour and she's not here, she'll go ahead with the c-section."

Molly looked at her daughter and was about to asked her how the contractions were when Harry shouted, "Merlin's muddy trousers!"

Shanti had heard Harry from down the hall and came in to check on him. She pulled down the covers and pulled up Harry's gown, checking how dilated Harry was.

"Eight centimeters, two more to go Harry!" Shanti exclaimed.

"Good." Harry groaned as another contraction hit.

"Another one?" Shanti asked. Harry nodded as he breathed through the contraction.

"Okay, I'll check again" Shanti pushed her hand in the birth canal and her eyes widened.

"Looks like you'll be ready to push in an hour, you should be dilated then."

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Molly entered the waiting room and all eyes went to her and everyone got quiet.

"Well?" Hermione asked.

"He's about ready to push. Ginny will update us on his progress when she can. If he needs a c-section, she'll let us know."

The family plus Kingsley all winced when they heard Harry shout from down the hall. Everyone looked at each other for a moment and then went back to what they were doing, all hoping that for Harry's sake, the birth would go smoothly.

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When Harry was ten centimeters an hour later, Shanti entered the room with a mediwitch behind her.

"Ready to have this baby?"

"Yes," Ginny and Harry answered in unison.

"Okay." With a wave of her wand, the bed changed to a birthing bed with stirrups. Ginny helped Harry place his feet in the stirrups.

Shanti had allowed Harry to keep his boxers on, but they were pulled down to where it barely covered his groin. A white blanket was covering his lower half so Lily would be wrapped in it to be taken to the warmer in the corner of the room.

"Okay, on the next contraction Harry I want you to push as hard as you can," Shanti told Harry.

Harry nodded and took a deep breath, wincing when he felt the contraction coming.

"And push!"

If Harry thought the contractions were painful, nothing was compared to this. He could hear Shanti counting and Ginny saying words of encouragement, while he was trying to push the baby out.

"Okay and rest. Take a few deep breaths with the oxygen," Shanti gently ordered.

Harry breathed into the oxygen mask as he was told. He felt another contraction.

"And push. 1…2…3…4…5." Shanti began counting and Harry started pushing again.

"Just a little bit longer Harry, you're doing great," Ginny said encouragingly.

Harry's pushing went on for 45 minutes and no progress.

When the latest contraction was over, and Harry leaned back, Shanti checked the canal. She looked up at Ginny and said, "I don't think she's head down."

"WHAT!" Harry yelped.

"She's not head down; her head is not down here where it's supposed be". Shanti turned to the mediwitch. "Get an ultrasound in here."

"You think she might still be breeched?" Ginny asked.

"There's a chance she is."

The mediwitch returned with the ultrasound machine on a cart. She moved the monitors out of the way and squirted some gel in the middle of Harry's belly. She moved the wand over the baby and her fears were confirmed.

"She's breeched."

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Harry laid flat on the bed with his gown pulled up, baring his stomach. A sheet covered him from the birth canal down.

After some discussion and weighing the pros and cons, they decided to go ahead with the ECV.

Ginny sat in a chair next to the bed, holding his hand. Shanti decided to give Harry a moment to rest before she performed the ECV.

During that time Ginny went to update the family.

"Well?" Molly asked when she seen Ginny.

"She's breeched." There were gasps around the room.

"What are they going to do?" Arthur asked.

"They're going to do an external cephalic version, which is pushing the baby in a head down position."

"How will they do that?" Molly asked.

"By gently applying pressure to his abdomen and moving the baby, he'll have a c-section if it doesn't work," Ginny explained. Hermione and Audrey both winced. They knew about the ECV and Hermione had hoped that Harry would have to go through that.

"Has he pushed any?" Molly asked.

Ginny nodded. "I was wrong, he did shout at me."

Ron, George and Bill all cracked up laughing, while everyone else looked confused.

"What did he call you?" Ron managed to ask.

"Nothing. All he said was 'I hope you appreciate this!'" Ginny quoted in an amusing voice.

"How much longer?" Hermione asked.

"Not much, as far as I know."

When Ginny returned to the room, Shanti had already returned.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

Harry nodded. Ginny could tell by the look on his face he was scared. His eyes found hers and she reached and squeezed his hand.

Shanti gave Harry the potion to relax the sack Lily was in and began applying gentle pressure to Harry's abdomen. He could feel the baby move with Shanti's hand, but when she released the pressure little Lily returned to her previous position.

Shanti sighed. "She's currently sideways in your belly and seems to want to stay that way." She got up from the chair she was sitting in.

"Here's what I want you to do. Think about where you want to go from here. We can try the ECV again in about twenty minutes and then try to push again or go on and do the c-section."

"Can we have a minute to talk?" Ginny asked.

Shanti nodded and left the room, leaving Harry and Ginny by themselves. Ginny turned to her husband and pushed his sweaty hair off his forehead.

"Harry, you've been in labor for over nine hours. You're exhausted and I'm afraid that something will happen to you or Lily. I think we should go with the c-section."

Harry thought for a moment, knowing Ginny was right, and then said, "Okay."

When Shanti came in ten minutes later, Ginny told her what they decided.

"I think we'll go with the c-section."

Shanti nodded and sat down on Harry's bedside. "This is not because you can't deliver her normally. If she wasn't breeched I would continue with allowing you to push her out. But there are some concerns for your safety."

"So we made a good decision?" Ginny asked.

Shanti nodded once more. "We'll begin to prepare for the caesarean. In about an hour, we'll head down to the OR."

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Harry laid on a stretcher, flat on his back. Ginny left briefly to slip on some scrubs. She slipped the booties over her trainers and pulled her hair into a ponytail. She had gone to waiting room to briefly let the family know they were going ahead with the c-section because the ECV was unsuccessful.

Those who were still awake wished her luck and were glad, for Harry's sake, it was almost over.

She returned to the room where Harry was, waiting to be wheeled to into the delivery/operating room.

"Last time we were here was when Albus was born," Ginny said, trying to break the nervous energy she was getting from her husband.

Shanti came out and asked, "Ready?"

Harry nodded, muttering, "As ready as I'm gonna be."

Ginny leaned over and kissed Harry and followed them to the room where Shanti would deliver their daughter.

Shanti uncovered Harry's stomach and muttered the numbing charm. She then asked the mediwitch to inject some pain relieving potion into Harry's IV.

"The pain relieving potion would help take the edge off any pain you might feel," Shanti explained.

Ginny sat in chair next to Harry's head. He was covered with a white sheet from the waist down and drapes covered him above his abdomen. The only visible part of Harry was his stomach and his shoulders on up.

Shanti poked around Harry's stomach, checking to see if the numbing charm took.

"Do you feel me poking your stomach Harry?"

"No."

"Good, I'm going to start the incision now." Shanti then took her wand and made the incision low on Harry's abdomen. She had closed up the birth canal before she began the cesarean.

Ginny reached for Harry's hand, giving a squeeze. Harry closed his eyes when he felt some pressure from where Shanti had cut into the sack.

"I've found her, now I'm going to pull her out. You might feel a lot of pressure Harry."

"Okay."

It was soon so quiet you could hear a pin drop as Shanti began to deliver the baby. Then after a moment, the sound of a baby crying filled the room.

"Hello Lily, you've been a stubborn little girl have you?" Shanti cooed as cut the cord and handed her to a mediwitch to clean up.

When she heard her daughter cry, Ginny leaned into Harry and said, "She's here."

Once Lily was cleaned up and looked over, the same mediwitch wrapped her up in a clean blanket and brought her to Ginny.

"Congratulations," she said as she handed Lily to Ginny.

"Thank you," Ginny replied. She looked down at her daughter, whose eyes where already open. They were brown, and there was a tiny tuft of ginger hair atop her little head.

"Hello Lily, we've been waiting for you for a long time," Ginny cooed.

Ginny looked down her and looked at Harry. He reached his hand over and touched Lily's cheek.

"Hi, baby girl," Harry greeted his newborn daughter. His green eyes stared enamored at the infant, and Ginny knew instantly they had a very special connection. She leaned over to Harry and kissed his forehead before moving lower and capturing his lips with hers.

"Thank you," she said sincerely, moving his sweaty fringe from his face. He seemed completely wiped out. She would never thank Harry enough for all he had done over the last nine months.

"It was…the least I could do," he said, blinking back his exhaustion to the best of his ability.

Ginny handed Lily to Harry. She smiled at the scene in front of her.

"So that was you kicking me, huh?"

Ginny laughed and apparently Shanti heard as well because she laughed as well.

"Lily's going to the nursery for a while and Harry will be in recovery for about an hour or so. So Ginny, why don't you go and tell the family? They can see Lily, but only two at a time."

"Okay, we'll wait until Harry's in his room again when I bring the boys in."

Shanti nodded with a smile.

Ginny leaned over and kissed Harry one more time before they wheeled him to recovery.

"I love you."

"I love you, too, Gin."

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Ginny walked down the hall with a smile on her face. A daughter, she had a daughter. She couldn't believe it. Lily was here. She was healthy and beautiful. And she had Harry to thank. He had made it through the pregnancy with no problems.

She reached the waiting room, but before she could say anything Molly saw her.

"Well?" Molly stared at her, half-scared and half-excited. Ginny paused as the rest of the family woke up before she replied to her mother's question.

"Seven pounds, three ounces. Baby and Daddy are doing fine."

The family cheered, shouted out congratulations and hugged Ginny. When things calmed down, Ginny turned to her parents.

"Would you like to meet your granddaughter?"

Molly was out the door before Ginny could finish. Arthur smiled and followed his wife and daughter. They entered the nursery and found Lily in a cot.

"Oh, she's precious!" Molly looked down at her new grandbaby with a smile. She slowly lifted Lily into her arms, gently rocking her.

"Hello there, Lily, I'm your grandma we've waited for you for a long time sweetheart. Grandma loves you, now go to Granddad." She carefully handed Lily to Arthur.

"She looks like you, Ginny," Arthur commented, not taking his eyes off the newborn. "It's almost as if I'm holding you again."

Ginny smiled as she watched her parents coo over her newborn daughter, unconditional love filling the room from wall to wall.

"I think I have another Granddad's girl on our hands," Arthur informed his wife and daughter. He leaned his head down and kissed the top of Lily's head.

"Here's Mummy. Granddad loves you, Lily." After Ginny had a hold of Lily, Arthur and Molly left and Ron and Hermione came in.

"We left the boys, Rose and Hugo with Mum and Dad," Ron explained to his sister.

"Oh, Ginny, she's precious!" Hermione cooed.

"She'll have Harry wrapped around her little finger," Ron said, holding the baby's hand between his finger and thumb. "Trust me, I should know."

After everybody came in to see little Lily Luna, Ginny left the nursery and was almost immediately bombarded by her sons.

"Mummy!" they both cried out in unison, nearly knocking her down as they ambushed her in a hug.

"Nice shirts, you two," Ginny chuckled.

"Grandma put them on," James said of their matching Big Brother garbs.

"Well, we're going to see your baby sister when Daddy gets back in his room or in the morning."

"Okay."

Ginny walked with her sons to the waiting room. An hour later, Shanti came to tell Ginny that Harry had been moved back to his room.

Of course, when Shanti came to the door all conversations came to a halt. Everyone was thinking that something had happened.

Since what happened when Ginny had Albus, everyone in the family became cautious when it came to having a baby. Nobody wanted to think of what could have happened.

But everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they learned that Harry was fine and that he was in his room.

Everyone went home since it was late. Molly and Arthur said they would bring the boys in the morning to meet their sister. Albus had fallen asleep and James was fighting sleep. Soon Ginny was alone and walked down to Harry's room.

She found her husband, sleeping in his bed. She smiled at her sleeping husband, knowing he was exhausted. She slowly crawled in beside him after changing into her pajamas and soon she fell asleep, dreaming of her new family of five.