"Ginny?" Harry asked.
"I'm in the toilet!" she called back.
Harry had just gotten home from his work, an Auror.
"Are you ill?"
Ginny came out with a smile on her face.
"Do I look ill?" she asked.
She was wearing a spring dress. She looked absolutely perfect in it, to Harry, of course.
"No! You look stunning!" He said.
Harry picked up his beautiful wife and spun her around.
Ginny laughed.
"Harry, get ready. We're going to the Burrow."
Harry grabbed his clothes and went into the bathroom to change and shower.
Ginny waited outside the door.
Finally, the door opened. Harry's mouth was gaping.
"You're-"
"Yeah, I'm pregnant," Ginny smiled.
He picked her up and spun her again.
"This is amazing!"
"I'm three weeks," she said.
"Are we going to tell everyone at the Burrow?" Harry asked.
"Only I you get ready to go!"
*
"I'm-" Ginny began but Harry interrupted.
"She's pregnant!"
Molly immediately hopped up to give hugs and kisses.
"Pregnant? As in a baby Potter?" Ron asked.
"Yes, Ron, how observant!" Hermione said.
Harry beamed as they got hugs from everybody.
"This better not ruin your relationship!" George joked. "Or I'll murder you!"
Molly have him a glare, but everybody else laughed.
"I can't wait!" Molly said.
*
"Look, Harry," Ginny said quietly.
"He's ours."
"You've got the name ready?" Ginny asked him.
"As long as we still agree on James Sirius," Harry chuckled.
"For now, let's just be proud,"Ginny laughed.
"It's our first child, how couldn't we be?" Harry said.
"Really, I don't know, but he's our first baby Potter," she said.
Harry kissed her.
