James Sirius Potter: Birth Story

Mother's Day

Four days after Harry and Ginny's little day out, was Mother's Day. Harry had some plans kept quiet, but Ginny wasn't expecting anything, however, Harry wasn't sure about her view on the day, hence, he didn't want to take chance of not doing anything, and then having to suffer the consequences, from his pregnant wife.

Harry had put a great deal of preparation into mothers day, and the day before, he spent as 

"Daddy, wook!" Teddy exclaimed for what felt like the millionth time, and Harry quickly turned to see what Teddy could have done this time.  Harry rolled his eyes, and sighed.

"Teddy, the paint goes on the paper, not on the wall." Harry told Teddy as patiently as he possibly could, trying his best not to raise his voice at the boy, as he vanished the paint stain on the wall, with a flick of his wand, vanished the paint off the wall.

"Naw-aw!" Teddy squealed, "Paper icky!"

"No, its not okay to get paint on the walls Tedders." Harry then told Teddy, with a note of finality.

"Otay." Teddy replied plainly, though it was evident he didnt fully comprehend or agree with what Harry was saying, as seen by the countless more times Harry had to get rid of the paint off of the wall.

"Teddy, we just need one good one, come on and then I'll consider bringing you outside." Harry bribed Teddy, as he looked out the window to see the stormy sea, and light rainfall outside, highlighting the dismal day.

"Hand." Harry ordered Teddy, but when Teddy didn't do anything, Harry grabbed the boys hand forcefully, causing him to exclaim "Ouch.", and began to smear the dark blue paint on his hand.

"There." Harry said proudly, using a hot air charm, in order to dry the canvas, but as he did the spell, he heard heavy footsteps walking down the stairs. 

Harry leapt up, as Teddy squealed excitedly, he grabbed the paint tubes and stuffed them into a flower pot behind the table, and shoved the canvas onto one of the six chairs, "Scourgify" he muttered, cleaning up the rest of the mess, as his wife walked through the door.

"There is an awful smell in here." Ginny said through a yawn, wrinkling her nose.

"We make you-" Teddy began, but Harry cut him off before he could finish.

"We made you toast, but it burnt." He finished, jerking his head towards the muggle toaster.

"You lie!" Teddy yelled, furiously, and in confusion, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Dont accuse me of things Teddy." Harry told Teddy sternly, picking his godson up, and throwing a puzzled looked at Ginny, who merely shrugged, oblivious to his plans. "Lets get you in the bath smelly."

"I know melly!" Teddy exclaimed in irritation, but Harry was already out of the kitchen.

"Time for your bath." Harry told Teddy as he carried him up the stairs.

"Harry bath!" Teddy squealed with a big smile. 

"Whatever you want bear." Harry kissed his godson on his mane of jet black hair, and opened the bathroom door, it was considerably smaller than the one at Potter Manor, but Harry thought it was fine, and was happy with whatever Ginny wanted.

Harry filled the tub up, right to the brim,(how Teddy liked it), and assured the water was warm, but not too hot, as Teddy had sensitive skin.

"I wan ubbles." Teddy laughed, as Harry took off the boys tiny Gryffindor underwear, before placing him into the bath.

Harry took out his wand from his back pocket, and with one flick, the room was full of big circular bubbles.

"Oooh." Teddy said merrily, as he looked through the glistening and gleaming bubbles, seeing his reflection in them.