James Sirius Potter: Birth Story

Almost There

Almost there, almost there, almost there. Those words rung in Ginnys head over the days following Teddys birthday. Ginny was due within the two weeks, it was a scary thought for her, but all of the nervousness and apprehension was throughly overruled by her longing for her pregnancy to be over. Though, little did she know, the real challenges were yet to come.

Ginny found herself worrying herself beyond belief. She had thought out every horrible worst-case scenario with such vivid imagery; that she had seemingly convinced herself that they were going to happen, and that somethings possibly worse could happen. She stressed herself out over every tiny detail, every tiny thing that could go wrong, and couldn't get rid of the negative thoughts.

What if they couldn't get to St. Mungos on time? What if Harry was shipped off on a mission, and couldn't be there for her? What if she or James got hurt in the whole process? What if the pain proved too much for her, and she couldn't physically have the baby?

Oh stop it, Ginny, Ginny thought forcefully. She knew most of her fears were irrational, but that didn't seem to stop her from worrying about it.

Then, what would happen once she had James. What if she can't handle him? What if Harry can't handle him? What if Harry decides to leave, and leave her and James to fend for themselves? What if James hates her?

Stop it, Ginny! Ginny pinched herself, in order to stop, and looked up at the clock. 

She knew Harry would be home soon, and soon enough, he arrived merely minutes later, with all of the ingredients necessary to make a big green salad; which Ginny had recently become rather fond of. The pair sat together, munching on their salad, and Ginny took the opportunity to get some things off her plate, for her sake, in an attempt to clear her mind of negative thoughts, in relation to Harry.

Ginny sighed, and dropped her fork on her plate. 

"I'm going to be blunt with you Harry, quite simply because I'm stressing myself out of my wits-- quite literally, and frankly, I'm fed up with with."

Harry looked rather startled. He smiled. "Okay."

Ginny smiled back. "Okay," She took a deep breathe.  "Getting to Mungos, well, it's something that's confusing me, despite it being rather simple and straightforward, I can't stop worrying about not making it there, I mean what if you're not here..." Her voice drifted off.

"I'll be there--" started Harry.

"Yes, but will you," said Ginny in irritation, staring at Harry right in the eye. "Harry, I'm due in a matter of days, and honestly, I'm ready to pop now,. My stomachs a mess right now, and all of many books people have given to me have stated that they're signs. 

 "I'll make sure we get there in time!" Harry promised her. 

Ginny pursed her lips. "Harry, I just feel like you're being slightly irresponsible, I know we're using that galleon system, but what if I don't get too it--" Ginny felt herself getting flustered, and she shook her head in annoyance. "I know it's irrational, stupid, and pathetic," Harry mumbled something about it being okay, but Ginny pretended she didn't hear him. "But there's one thing I've never really done with you, Harry, and it's hide all of my feelings, and this is how I'm feeling so...."

"Gin, I've got two more days," said Harry. "And they're short days, just like today,"

Ginny looked at him in surprise. "But I thought you.."