teddy's questions
Besides moving boxes and more moving boxes, Teddy's toys were scattered around Harry and Ginny's flat.
Since their flat would become too small with a baby, they had started looking for a new home and found a large house on an even larger property in a small town. Not too remote, but not in a big city either. It was perfect.
In addition to a kitchen, a living room, three bathrooms and a bedroom for the two of them, there was room in the house for a room for the baby, a room for Teddy, an office for Harry, a guest room and a room that was vacant for the time being.
'Can I name the baby?' asked Teddy excitedly as he lay next to Ginny on the sofa in the small flat, staring at her belly in fascination.
Harry, who was meanwhile packing more moving boxes, looked up and exchanged a grin with his wife. 'Sorry Ted, but babies name themselves,' he replied, giving his godson a smile.
'Can I at least choose whether it's a boy or a girl?' asked Teddy then, looking back and forth between Harry and Ginny.
'No, you can't Ted. Not even Harry and I can decide that, but it doesn't matter. All that matters is that the baby is healthy. Besides, just because you were born a girl doesn't mean you want to be a girl. Likewise the other way around,' Ginny explained to him.
'I wouldn't want to be a girl though.'
Ginny laughed. 'You don't have to be. But there are some people who aren't comfortable in their bodies and would rather be a girl as a boy or a boy as a girl and that's perfectly okay.'
Teddy nodded slowly.
'But what you do get to choose is which room you want in our new house, you also get to help choose clothes for the baby and cuddly toys and regular toys,' Harry replied and got up from the floor and sat down with Ginny and Teddy.
'How much longer?'
'How much longer until what?' asked Harry.
'Until the baby comes.'
Ginny stroked Teddy's sandy brown hair, which changed to red at that moment. 'The baby will be here in about five months, so early October.' Seeing that Teddy looked thoughtful, she added, 'Before that it's Harry's birthday, then it's my birthday, then you're going on holiday with your grandma, and then just after Hermione's birthday the baby's coming.'
Teddy furrowed his eyebrows. 'That's a long time,' he said grumpily.
'I know Ted, but the baby has to grow in Ginny's tummy first. I'd rather they were here already too,' Harry replied with a smile, stroking Ginny's bare belly with his hand.
'So how did it get into Ginny's tummy?' his godson asked as he looked at Ginny's belly.
Harry's eyes widened and he looked at Ginny who was trying to stifle a grin.
'Yes Harry, how did the baby get into my tummy,' she said, giving up the fight against the amused grin now starting to spread on her face.
Harry cleared his throat. 'Er-'
But Ginny interrupted him and turned to the little Metamorphmagus. 'What are we, Teddy?'
'Wizards and witches?' he asked, puzzled.
'Exactly. And how do witches and wizards get things done?'
'With magic?'
Ginny ruffled Teddy's hair, 'There you go.' She glanced at Harry and winked. 'The baby came into my belly with lots and lots of very special magic.'
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'If we have a boy, you will do the sex education talk later. And with Teddy, too.'
Ginny laughed as she bent down with some effort to pick up Teddy's toys. 'You wish, Harry! You're the man here, you're best at letting them know about what goes on in the minds and bodies of men. Unless you enlighten our daughter, if we get one. But including periods and everything. You've been with me for six years, you should know about that by now,' she replied, grinning at him.
'Haha, very funny. I just liked the way you answered Teddy and that you took it from me.'
'I only did that so you wouldn't tell a little five year old boy we had sex and then he'd ask what sex was,' Ginny said, entering the kitchen where Harry was cooking.
She wrapped her arms around him and he felt her small belly press against his lower back. Automatically, he smiled. 'I wouldn't have said that.'
Ginny raised an eyebrow sceptically. 'You sure?'
Harry just shook his head laughing softly, took the pot off the cooker and then turned to face her. He put his hands to her cheeks, leaned down and gave her a kiss.
'Are you nervous about tomorrow?' he asked.
'Because it's my first time pregnant while having a Quidditch match, or because everyone's going to find out I'm pregnant?'
He shrugged. 'Take your pick.'
'A bit. Because of both points. It's been nice keeping it as our little secret, but I'm looking forward to finally playing again.' She sighed. 'I know from all the training I've done that I'm not particularly physically limited by the belly, but there are very few women who have played Quidditch while they were pregnant. And if they did, they stopped after sixteen weeks; I'm in week eighteen. It's unusual and I don't know how the Quidditch fans and all the critics will react.'
Harry's thumb stroked over her cheek. 'You're going to be great, I know it. And there always has to be a first one to do something new or extraordinary. You could become an inspiration to so many women and girls who want to have both a career and a family. You can show them that it's all possible and kick the asses of those who say otherwise.'