Its okay hon cmon. Harry said, propping Ginny up against him and leading her towards the car. Harry, my waters have broken! She panted. Running down the stairs he saw Ginny sat on the floor of the living room. Hurry Hermione! Harry said before hanging up. Oh My God! Ill get Ron and the rest of them and well be right there! Harry could hear Ron asking the questions at the end of the phone. Its Ginny! Shes gone into labour, were about to leave now! Why? Is someone hurt? Whats wrong? Hermione said, getting panicked. I need you to get Ron and the rest of the Weasleys to Saint Mungos a.s.a.p.! Harry said, zipping up the holdall. In the kitchen why? She replied quizzically. Automatically dialling in the number of Ron and Hermione he listened to the dial tone while ramming nightgowns and toiletries into the bag. Pulling things out of the wardrobe and stuffing them into a luggage holdall he reached for the phone on the bedside table. Ill get the bags and start up the car you stay there. With that he ran upstairs and began to pack Ginnys hospital bag. Right Harry said, shifting into autopilot. Seriously!? Harry shouted, jumping up off the couch. I think Im in labour! She whispered barely audible. Ginny? Whats wrong? Harry said, getting more and more worried by the second. I. She said, her face contorted with the pain. Whats happened?! Harry exclaimed, looking at Ginny seriously. As Harry leaned in to kiss her Ginny let out an ear splitting screech! There we go Ginny smiled, moving Harrys hand around to her waist. He had felt it before of course but every time was just as exciting! For a minute Harry could feel nothing, then all of a sudden. Harry kept very still feeling for the kick. Feel she said guiding Harrys hand across her stomach.

No, the babys just kicking really hard. Hey hon, did I wake you? Harry said, setting down his book again. Harry smiled, kissed the top of Ginnys head and picked up his book and began to read. Harry spent several minutes watching her bump move up and down in time with her breathing. Did life get any better than this? Looking down at his sleeping wife he brushed a strand of her shocking red hair off her face, Ginny stirred slightly in her sleep but didnt wake. He had a perfect house, a beautiful wife who any day now would give birth to their first child, amazing friends and a great job. Curled up on the sofa Harry Potter smiled to himself.

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