The next few months seemed to sail by rapidly rather than flow steadily, both Albus and Rose’s birthday’s came and went and both Ginny’s and Hermione’s pregnancies begun to show.
It was one morning in late February and Ginny was running around wildly attempting to find her left shoe, Harry was holding a rather energetic Albus and James was ‘helping’ his mother look, by throwing his toys all over the living room floor.
After several moments Ginny finally discovered her lost footwear,
“Please tell me James why did I not think of looking under your bed, which brings me to you Harry.”
Harry rebalanced Albus in his arms and looked half intrigued and half terrified at his wife,
“I need you to help James tidy his bedroom.” She said leaning in to kiss Harry on the lips, turned and kissed Albus clumsily on the cheek and knelt down to James’s level and ruffled his hair before planting a kiss on his unexpectant forehead, which he instantly wiped with his wrist.
“I best be of, I’m meeting Hermione and Ron at eleven and it’s already ten to.” She stepped into the living room and a moment later she was gone in a flood of green smoke.
James looked up at his father,
“I don’t want mummy to have a baby.” He said and Harry looked down at his son in surprise,
“Why’s that James?” He asked and James shrugged,
“I like it just me and Albie.” He answered before walking into the living room to play.
Ginny sat beside Hermione in the waiting room at St. Mungos, the two women were positively bursting with excitement, today was the day they were finally far enough into their pregnancies to discover their babies genders.
“Mrs. Potter, we’re ready for you.” Said a plump witch, she had greying hair and wore robes of a calming blue. Ginny got to her feet, shot Hermione an anxious smile and followed the healer out of the room. She was led along several corridors, past mumbling portraits and into a smaller room.
“I assume everything has been normal with your pregnancy Mrs. Potter.” She said and Ginny nodded.
“And this is your third child?” She asked as she rolled up her robes, once again Ginny nodded, “If you will just lay back Mrs. Potter, this will not take a moment.” She pulled out her wand as Ginny leant back on the bed she was sitting.
The healer prised up her t-shirt, and held her wand so it was directed just a few inches below Ginny’s navel, a strange tickling sensation filled Ginny’s stomach as she lay there but only for several moments.
“Would you like to see your baby Mrs. Potter?” The healer asked and Ginny raised her head the few inches so that she could see her inflated stomach. She nodded slowly,
“Alrighty then, just a moment.” She lowered her wand so that it was now lightly touching Ginny‘s stomach, pressed it gently into the bump and her stomach rippled for a moment. She pulled her wand away and with it came a strange stringy substance, it resembled the thoughts pulled from a persons mind before they are inserted into a pensieve, but rather than being a silvery mass these were a yellowish, white.
“We can charm them to take the colour of the sex of the baby, it is of course protocol to ask if you wish to know the gender of your baby Mrs. Potter.”
Ginny nodded, her and Harry had discussed the subject to great lengths and both had decided that neither would be able to handle the suspense of waiting nine long months, also that Mrs. Weasley had offered to help decorate the nursery before the baby arrived and they wished to know which colours to select.
“Very well.” She said and moments later the substance had begun to glow. “That will take a few moments to completely settle, I will be back in a moment.” The healer said and Ginny allowed her head to drop back to resting position.
The room seemed deathly quiet without the chatter of the healer, only her shallow breathing for company, and her unborn child of course. She patted her stomach tentatively, knowing that in a matter of minutes she would know the heavily anticipated gender of her third child.
The door swung open unexpectedly causing her to jump and her healer re-entered a wide grin plastered across her face.
“I have your results Mrs. Potter, now I have to double check, do you certainly wish to know the sex of your child?” She asked and Ginny nodded quickly,
“Most definitely.” She answered and the healer smiled,
“Very well, now you said you wanted to see him didn’t you.”
Ginny’s breath caught in her throat before remembering that healers referred to every unborn child as a ‘he’ as it seemed more humane than calling a human being ‘it’.
Once again she pressed her wand to Ginny’s stomach and almost at once her flesh seemed to fade away, however the organs you would expect to see on the inside of ones stomach were not visible, only the outline of what was clearly a baby could be seen. Ginny felt a fuzzy warm feeling spread throughout her body as she watched in awe at the little being growing inside her.
“I believe you are familiar with which part is where.” The healer said and Ginny only tilted her head in response which she took as a yes. After a few moments Ginny’s flesh began to reappear and the image was obscured from view.
“Now of course, the sex, I must say congratulations Mrs. Potter, firstly on your completely healthy baby and secondly of course, it is my delight to inform you that you will be expecting a little…”
Authors note- I love my cliffies I do, of course if you have read the Deathly Hallows epilogue the next chapter will not be a surprise for you. Or I may have decided to stray away from canon. As those who do not possess the inner eye say, The future is unclear to those who cannot see past the present.
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