A Harry Potter Fanfiction~Falling For The Boy Who Lived.

Chapter Thirty-Eight~Becoming A Mother.

Six years had passed. I was loving my job as a professor, it was so exciting. I fell pregnant in the fifth year and had to take leave. I was so excited. Neville and Luna already had twins named Lorcan and Lysander. Lovely and cute little nephews. Ron and Hermione also had Rose. My first child was born in June. We named him James Sirius Potter. He was a beautiful child. A year later, Albus Severus Potter was born (so was Ron and Hermione's son Hugo), followed by two years later we had Lily Luna Potter and a year after that we had Clara Alice Potter. All of our children were amazing and talented. They were all so excited about Hogwarts and we would spend hours telling them stories about the wars and our little adventures, they found it all very interesting. My parents invited ise around a lot, they loved their grandchildren, they spoiled them to pieces. Being a mother was a a huge responsibility but it was truly amazing. When James got on the Hogwarts train, it was such a proud moment. He settled right in and became best friends with all his cousins and Rose.