Their Children

Harry Potter. Harry and Ginny's life after the war. Epilouge, What Epilouge.

Prolouge
Harry woke up and yawned. Today was the day when Ginny will give birth to their first child. She had gotten pregnant when she turned twenty-one, while he was twenty-two.

Everybody was delighted at the news. He remembered when he had told Ron and Hermione. Hermione had squealed in delight, and Ron was forced to give her money, as they had an bet.

He walked to his bathroom and brushed his teeth. He and Ginny decided to live in an muggle viliage, but keep in contact with the wizarding world.

Meanwhile, Ginny watched the television. She tried to get up, but couldn't. "Harry", she moaned. Harry didn't hear her. Ginny then felt something tickle down her leg.

She looked down and gasped. Her water had broke. "Harry", she screamed. Harry quickly ran down. "Wha-", he noticed the water.

"I will get the phone", he said. Ginny had planned to give birth to her child in an muggle hospital. She wanted an natural birth. Harry ran to the phone and phone the doctor.

It was an couple of hours later and Ginny screamed in pain. It was snowing outside, and no ambulance had arrived. "Harry", she screamed.

"What", Harry asked. "Get, Mione", she moaned. Harry apparated and Ginny screamed in pain. Her husband had just left her alone.

"Harry wh-", Hermione was confused why Harry was there. "It's time", was all he said. Hermione held onto Harry's hand and both apparated.

Ron walked down the stairs. "Hermione, i heard an crack", he said. He was confused. "What the bloody hell", he said to no one.

Another couple of hours. Ginny was in the guest bedroom, giving birth. Hermione was the mid wife, and was telling her to breathe.

"Hermione, i can't do it", she cried. "Wait, one more push and you can do it", Hermione whispered. Ginny gave an push and Harry yelled in excitment.

"I can see an head", Harry started dancing. He was excited. Ginny looked up to him. "Yeah you be excited, but i'm telling you, we are never fucking aga-", she screamed in pain befour she could finish.

"One more push", Hermione shouted over the screams. Ginny pushed and the baby was born. "It's an girl", Hermione whispered as she checked the baby.

Harry was crying in happiness, while Ginny looked in awe at the baby. Hermione gave the baby to Harry, who cooed at her, and he handled the baby to Ginny.

"What is the name", Hermione asked. "Lily Ginny Potter", Ginny whispered. She looked at Harry. "It's perfect", Harry kissed his wife on the forehead.

Chapter 1 Guest
Harry and Ginny kissed while they watched tv. It had been two years since Lily was born. She was upstairs, playing with her doll.

Ron, during Lily's birth, had pannicked when Hermione couldn't be found. He had found out what had happened, and rushed to their house.

When Ron held Lily, he had told Hermione that he wanted one. They had been trying for an year and an half, and Hermione is pregnant by six months.

They heard an crack outisde. "She is here", Ginny whispered to Harry. Sure enough, the doorbell rang. Ginny got up and answered the door.

"Hello Luna", Ginny smiled as her friend came in. Since the war, Luna helped George get over from Fred's death, and the two got married. Luna had twins, baby's Fred Harry Weasley and Jessica Luna Weasley.

Luna had became rich when she discovered an mythical animal. She and Fred spend most of it on the family, making the Weasley's rich, and so they expanded the burrow.

It now became widespread, instead of an big giant house. Fred and Luna lives there with their children. Also, Molly and Arthur still stay there. Percy and his muggle wife, Janet, stay there as well.

"I can't believe i'm going to stay in an normal house again", she said outloud. "Luna, the burrow is an normal house", Ginny raised her eye brows.

"Oh, i know", Luna walked into the lounge. An couple of hours later, and Harry grabbed Lily and left for the burrow. "Hary, i ned tu ba-", Ginny was drunk and Luna also.

The next day, Ginny woke up and screamed. She had woken up, and her head was in the toilet. "Luna, help me", she moaned. She was suffering from an hangover, and could not get up.