Before 19 Years Later

Late Talks and Realizations

Ginny P.O.V.
I awoke a few hours later to my son crying. I immediately got up to go feed him he relaxed slightly as I picked him up but only a little. I sat back down against the pillows on the bed to breast feed him. I relaxed as he settled in and started feeding. I looked over to Harry who I thought was sleeping only to find he was staring at me. I jumped a little, startled. He sat up and put his arms around me to match mine so it was like he was helping support James.
"He's only a day old and I already love him so much I think my heart might burst." He said. I nodded,
"I agree with you completely. I don't know how I'm gonna react when he smiles for the first time, or when I hear his first laugh.-"
"Or when he starts crawling, or walking." Harry interrupted me. I looked up at him and shook my head violently.
"No no no! My baby isn't allowed to grow up!" I said in almost a scolding manner. He laughed softly and kissed my forehead.
"I know Gin, I know but he'll have to grow up at some point. And hey maybe we'll have another one that you don't want to grow up." I looked up him a little surprised.
"You're already thinking about having another one?" I asked.
"Well not anytime soon just within the next couple of years. I know we've only just had James but I don't want our kids to be that far apart in age. Either way I'd like to be married to you before we have another one." He finished and looked at me. "That is if you want another one?" I nodded I always knew I'd have a bigger family, maybe not as many as my parents had but definitely not just one. I voiced my thoughts to Harry. He nodded in agreement. "Let's just worry about this one for now though. He's enough for me at the moment" he said as we both looked down at James. He had detached himself and had fallen asleep in our arms. Harry took him from me while I put my shirt back into place. I watched as Harry handled James with such care as he put him in the bassinet. He gently kissed his forehead and whispered 'I love you' before climbing into bed with me. He grabbed me and pulled me to him like a child would a teddy bear and quickly fell asleep, me soon after.
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The next day I woke up to the sun shining through the open window. I reached around to wake up Harry only to find he wasn't. I sat up quickly checking the time realizing we had an hour to get ready.
I climbed out of the bed and went to grab James out of the bassinet but he wasn't there either. A little panicked I called out, "Harry!?"
"I'm in the kitchen with James love!" He called back and that was just the sentence I needed to calm myself down. I breathed a sigh of relief and made my way downstairs noticing how much easier it was now that I wasn't pregnant. I walked into the kitchen to find Harry unsuccessfully trying to heat up a bottle and hold James at the same time. I giggled before I went and took our son out of his arms. "You know you could've just woken me up to help?" I said. Harry turned to look at me, "No. You needed rest and I wasn't going to wake you I knew we had bottles in the refrigerator so I decided to do it myself." I smiled at his kindness.
"Well thank you." He smiled and pecked my cheek. I decided to tease him a bit. "What, all I get is cheek now?" He smiled, set down the bottle, grabbed me and kissed me passionately on the lips. He pulled away took the baby out of my arms and left me standing breathless in the middle of the kitchen. I heard him laughing in the living room, "Good to know I still take your breath away, even after having a baby." He called out, laughing from the living room. I marched in fully planning to get him back but the scene I saw on the couch just melted my heart. Harry was laying back slightly on the couch James laid out on his chest drinking his bottle. I stood at the doorway and watched as James finished his bottle and fall asleep on Harry's chest. I almost started crying. Harry ignored me for a moment and started humming James a tune in his sleep. I realized this was the perfect baby's first daddy's moment picture.
"Harry don't move." I said quietly as to not disturb the sleeping baby on his chest. He nodded and I ran upstairs to get my camera.
I had an idea while I was still pregnant that for each of my kids I'd make a photo album of their childhood. That meant I needed to capture perfect moments like the one down stairs to put in it. I hoped they'd appreciate it when they're older. I got back down stairs and took a picture. I was glad the flash didn't disturb James' sleep.
I liked at the clock on the wall and realized we only had 45 min to get ready. I told Harry this and he said he'd sent a patronus to McGonagoll requesting the day off and she allowed. I was shocked at first but soon realized she probably figured we'd need time to be a family after the day's events yesterday.
We talked for awhile until Harry suggested we go to visit the people in the hospital wing that were in more critical condition to see how they were doing. I completely agreed. James started to stir from his sleep so we decided to get ready to go and see them now.
We hadn't gotten any breakfast yet so we could drop by the great hall and get something.
Getting ready took a lot longer than expected. Apparently dressing and changing a newborn takes at least 30 min with both parents involved. After an hour and a half we were finally ready to go.
As we sat off I realized that we were starting a new chapter of our lives. We had a baby now and that brought on a whole new set of obstacles, but I was ready to face them head on and completely dominate motherhood.