AN: Nope, still not mine.
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Ginny gazed at Harry, her eyes filled with a soft warmth that echoed the flickering candlelight in the quiet room. They sat together, wrapped in the quiet cocoon of their love, the moment filled with the unspoken anticipation of their approaching parenthood.
"Harry," Ginny began, her voice carrying a tender vulnerability, "I've been thinking about names for our son." She paused, and Harry turned to her, his eyes reflecting a mix of curiosity and affection.
A smile played on Ginny's lips as she whispered, "I want to name him James. James Sirius Potter, to be more exact, after your dad and Sirius. It feels like a way to honor their legacy and keep them close to us."
Harry's gaze softened, a profound understanding passing between them. The weight of the chosen name carried a silent promise, a bridge between the past and the future. In that shared moment, their hands entwined atop Ginny's very pregnant belly where their son currently rested, Harry and Ginny found solace in the name that would echo through the halls of their family, a tribute to the heroes who had shaped their lives.
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