4 years later

It was a lovely day for a party. The afternoon sun shone down, not too hot, just a pleasant warmth. Children ran around, chasing cats and being chased by a big black dog and a smaller grey one. Parents smiled as they watched their children, for it had been so different only an hour ago. They had all stood patiently as they gathered to celebrate the official naming of Neville and Rose's daughter.

The proud parents stood to one side, watching on. They'd invited the Minister from Godric's Hollow to perform the short ceremony, which also announced the godparents. Harry watched as the Minister waved his wand, starting the bonding process between him and Ginny and the tiny baby nestled in Ginny's arm.

"Do you, as Godmother and Godfather, promise to love and protect this child. To guide her, listen to her, help her in times of need? Swear it, in front of all these witnesses, on all your Magic," he asked them solemnly.

"We do," said Harry and Ginny together. The baby squirmed, so Ginny jiggled her. She didn't want her new niece crying in the photos that Dennis Creevy was taking.

The Minister waved his wand, to complete the bonding between them.

Watching on from Uncle George's arms was little Arthur James Potter, or AJ. Firstborn to Harry and Ginny, he was diverted by a plane flying overhead. AJ was fascintated with all things in the sky, whether it be birds, dragons, flying on a broomstick with his daddy, or his latest thrill, airy-planes. Daddy and Mummy had promised him next time they went to visit Uncle Charlie or Uncle Bill, they'd take an airy-plane to get there.

Close by, on Hagrid's shoulders, was their second son, Ronald Sirius. He was getting bored, and was trying to peek down Hagrid's shirt, for Hagrid had confessed he had a snake in his pocket, and Ronnie was sure he'd seen it slithering up his arm. Ronnie loved animals and creatures and, wait, what was that in the pond? He strained for a better look. Was that a Freshwater Glimpie? He saw Auntie Lu have a look too, then smile at him. Ronnie knew he and Auntie Lu would take a walk together soon, for they were some of the ones lucky enough to see them. Not even his Mummy and Daddy could see them.

Being held tightly by her Uncle Bill was Lily Luna. She was the middle of the Potter triplets, but she was the terror. She longed to get down so she could climb into the treehouse. Lorcan Scamander had shown her how to do spitballs, and she wanted to try them out. As she squirmed, she saw her Daddy frown at her, and she stopped. Harry winked at her and she smiled. Daddy wasn't mad. Daddy was the best.

"Ladies and gentleman, I proudly present to you, Scarlett Rose Longbottom," announced the Minister.

As everyone applauded, Scarlett let out a cry at the sudden noise. Rose hurried over to her and Ginny handed her to Rose. Rose and Neville made their way to their family and friends, eager to show off their month old daughter.

Ginny spoke to the Minister while Harry made his way to Bill. Seeing him approach, Lily Luna leapt from her uncles arm's and into her daddy's. Harry caught her and threw her up in the air, making her giggle.

"I knew you'd catched me, Daddy," she giggled.

"You did, did you? Tell me, Lils, what mischief were you plotting during the ceremony?" asked Harry.

Lily put her hands on Harry's cheeks. "Daddy, can you see into my mind?" She brought their faces close together, peering into his eyes that were the same colour as hers.

"Hey Lily, wanna come to the treehouse?" asked Lorcan. He ran off, calling out to Louis Weasley, Bill and Fleur's son, and Fred Weasley.

"Can I, Daddy?" she asked. Harry kissed her cheek and put her down She quickly ran off, as fast as her three year old legs would carry her.

"Are those two up to mischief again, Harry?" asked Rolf. He was carrying Lysander, who grinned at his Uncle Harry.

"You know it, Rolf," said Harry, taking Lysander from Rolf. "Shall we go for a fly later, 'Sander?"

Lysander nodded eagerly. "Luna took Ronnie down to the pond. Something caught their eye. You know what those two are like," said Rolf. He looked at Lysander. "Shall we go find Mummy and Ronnie?" Harry handed him back and went over to Neville and Rose. They were talking with Dudley and his wife.

"It was a lovely ceremony," said Mary. "A bit like a christening, yet not so religious."

Rose laughed. "Luna called it a 'Glistening'. I kind of like that. Today everything is sparkly and shiny for my baby girl." She kissed Scarlett on her forehead.

"Sounds like Luna," agreed Harry, taking Dudley's daughter in his arms. "Hello, Daisy. How's my sweet girl."

Dudley and Mary had met at Teddy's football games. Mary's son Ryan also played, and the two started dating. They were engaged a year later and married a year after that. Dudley confessed to Harry that he knew she was the one when she told him her real name was Marigold. They lived in Ottery St Catchpole, and welcomed their daughter a year ago, continuing the flower names in the family.

Petunia had passed just after Daisy's birth. She'd been in declining health for awhile, and Dudley thought she'd only hung on till Daisy was born. Harry visited her with Dudley, but there were no words of apology, no last confessions of regret. With Daisy's birth and Petunia's passing, Harry found himself finally free of his past. As he held his adorable niece, he knew she would grow up in a happy and loving environment. Dudley and Harry would make sure of that.

"Hey Dad!" called Teddy. "Is it okay if me, Ryan and Connor go down to the pitch and shoot some goals?" asked Teddy.

Teddy had just completed his first year of Hogwarts, being Sorted into Hufflepuff like Tonks. He'd done well, and his sights were still set on becoming an Auror. Harry's adoption of him had come through that first Christmas, and now he and Harry were as close as anything. He was a good older brother and he loved his younger siblings.

"Sure, Ted, but only for half and hour or so. We'll be serving lunch soon, so come back up for food, okay, Son?" said Harry.

Teddy waved as he and the other two ran off. Connor visited his Uncle Rolf every summer. Luna and Rolf still travelled a lot, but they loved to be home for the summer holidays. Harry watched as Sophie wandered down to the pitch too. She and Teddy were good friends, although Ginny and Fleur predicted one day they'd be a lot more.

"Hi, Uncle Harry." Harry turned to see another of his nieces. It was Ruby. As he glanced into her face, Harry was transported back to the night before Neville and Rose's wedding. It was December thirtieth and she was sitting on the bottom step at the New Burrow, stroking Olaf. She had a frown on her face and looked troubled.

"Hey Sweetpea, everything all right?" asked Harry.

"I've got a dil-dilemma," said Ruby.

"Okay," said an amused Harry. "Can I help?"

Ruby hesitated. "I had a Daddy, and I have a Papa. Tomorrow, when Mummy marries Neville, what do I call him?"

Harry pulled her onto his knee. "Have you talked to Neville about this?"

Ruby nodded. "He said I can call him Neville, or anything I want," she said.

"Well, what do you want to call him?" asked Harry, amazed at how much better she was speaking these days.

Ruby shrugged, not looking at him in the eyes. Suddenly, Harry knew.

"You know, because I'm Mummy's brother, I am really your uncle, so you could call me Uncle Harry. Then you could call Neville Papa. You know, if you wanted to," he said.

"You wouldn't mind?" asked Ruby, turning to look at him.

"It doesn't make me love you any less. I was just a pretend Papa until your real Papa came along. But I'll always be your Uncle Harry," he said, hugging her.

"You were the best pretend Papa ever. Now, with Auntie Ginny having the babies soon, you'll be someone's daddy. They might get confused if I call you Papa," she said.

"You are too clever, just like your mother," said Harry, "and you'll be a great cousin to our babies."

Harry was still coming to terms that there were three babies in Ginny. When she confessed to him, just before they left for their midwitch's appointment, that she thought there might be more than one, Harry was prepared for two. But three!

"Uncle Harry, did you hear what I said?" asked Ruby. Aimee giggled.

"Sorry Sweetpea, I was in another time," apologised Harry.

Ruby rolled her eyes at the old nickname. "Aimee and I are taking Roxie," Fred and Verity's second, "Priscilla and Peter," Percy and Penny's two, "down to the pitch to watch the boys. Can I take Daisy?" Ruby loved babies and she was very good with them. She'd been as excited as Neville and Rose when they'd found out Rose was expecting.

Dudley looked worried. Harry patted his back. "Don't worry,. Dudley. Ruby's brilliant with the little ones."

"Well, okay," said Dudley, and Harry handed the baby to Ruby.

Ruby had beamed at Harry's words. Harry looked around for any sign of Percy and Penny. "Just make sure Miss Priss's dress doesn't get dirty. We don't want to upset Aunt Penny, do we?" He winked conspiritually at Ruby and Aimee.

"Gotcha," winked Ruby back. Percy and Penny were good, loving parents but they wanted their children to look picture perfect all the time. Priscilla loved the pretty dresses her mummy made her wear, and was becoming very prissy. When Ginny dubbed her Miss Priss, the name stuck.

Poor Peter was always happy to escape to the madness of the New Burrow to roughhouse it with Teddy, AJ, Ronnie or the Scamander twins. Nothing made him happier than rolling around in the mud playing football or hugging the dogs, Moony and Paddy. Quite often, at the sound of the floo, there was a mad scramble to Scourgify the boy before he faced his parents.

"I can't believe little Ruby is heading off to Hogwarts next year," said Ginny, joining her husband and Dudley. Harry put his arm around her, always needing her close.

"How's work?" asked Dudley. "Travelled anywhere exciting lately?"

Harry had graduated from his cursebreaking course top of the class, to no-one's surprise. As the other students applied for the exciting and fast-paced International jobs, Harry was content to stay in London. Merlin knew, there was enough work through Gringott's. There was always a curse on a family vault or item that needed to be lifted. The Gringott's vaults were full of dark magical items too, and Harry was usually the first one they called to deal with them. Ginny was still translating from home, although she only started working again this last year. Having the triplets meant her days revolved around them and there was no spare time for work. Harry was happy he could come home every night to his beautiful family.

He shook his head at Dudley's question. "No, not since Italy, what was that, Gin, six, seven weeks ago?"

"Eight," said Ginny quickly. "It was eight weeks ago."

Harry chuckled. "I took Gin with me, it was the first trip we'd made together and alone since our honeymoon. It was just going to be a weekend visit. I completed my assignment on the Friday afternoon, and we didn't plan to return till Sunday night. But we got an owl the next day to say the triplets were coming down with the flu so we came straight home."

"Pity you didn't get a chance to see many of the sights. I've heard Italy's incredible," said Dudley.

Harry smiled at Ginny. They didn't get to see any of Italy. Ginny had wandered to a cafe on the corner of their hotel as she waited for Harry to finish his assignment. By the time she'd finished her lunch, Harry had returned and they'd spent the rest of the day in bed, relishing the time to had planned to go sightseeing the next day, but it wasn't to be. However, they did return with a small souvenir of their time in Italy. Not that Ginny had told Harry yet.

"What do you think, shall we start bringing the food out? It's all going well, isn't it?" asked an anxious Rose, joining them.

"Will you tell her, please Harry, that she needs to relax. Everything is going well," laughed Neville, putting his arms around her.

"Where's the baby?" asked Rose, looking at him. "I left her with you."

"She's with her Uncle George and Aunt Verity. Everyone wants a cuddle with her, Rose, it's Scarlett's day," reminded Neville.

Rose looked at her watch. "I'll have to take her home and feed her soon," she said.

"Why don't you take her home and feed her while we start to bring the food out. By the time you're done, it will be lunchtime. Scarlett will have a sleep and you can relax and mingle with your friends," suggested Ginny.

"That's a great idea, Ginny," said Neville. He took Rose's hand. "Come on, let's go get our daughter, go home and feed her."

Harry and Ginny watched as Neville deftly took his daughter from George. He'd had plenty of practice, particularly with the Potter triplets, but when Rose announced she was pregnant, Neville became like the bumbling boy he'd been at Hogwarts, until Harry had a talk with him. Now he was fine, and he held his daughter with love and confidence. Harry was happy that he treated Rose and Ruby so well, and he couldn't have asked for any better man for Rose than Neville.

Neville and Rose bid their guests farewell for a short time, and walked across the orchard. At Ginny's suggestion, knowing the Potter twins would want to stay close, they'd built a house at the other end of the Burrow for Neville, Rose and Ruby. Nothing big and fancy, just a three bedroom cottage. It afforded them a closeness to Harry, Ginny and their kids, yet gave both families their own space.

Rose had worked at Neville's hospital until half way through her pregnancy and Ruby was thinking about becoming a children's healer too. Neville and Rose had been married in Neville's beautful conservatory on New Year's Eve, watched on by the Weasley's, Hagrid and Minerva. Harry proudly walked his sister down the aisle before standing next to Neville as his best man. Ginny was Rose's bridesmaid and Ruby again wore a pretty pink dress. All the flowers came from Neville's own greenhouse. The only other guests were the children who were in the hospital as patients. They came to watch as their favourite healer got married. They were also excited to meet Harry Potter himself.

Fleur, Verity, Penny and Ginny began bringing out the food and setting it up under the big marquee that Harry and her brothers had set up this morning. AJ came running up to Ginny. "Mama, can we play Quidditch after lunch? Daddy said I had to ask you,," he said.

"Oh, he did, did he?" grinned Ginny, picking him up. She smooched his cheek, making him giggle and held him up. "How high do you want to go, AJ?" She asked him.

He laughed and held his hands up high. "I want to touch the sky, Mama."

"You will one day, Sweetie," said Ginny. Merlin she wished her dad was alive to see her son. Her eyes watered. Damn hormones!

The sound of crying made her look down. Lily Luna stood there, sniffling and wiping her nose on her sleeve. "Mama, I felled."

"I didn't do nuffin;" Auntie Gin," said Lorcan quickly, before running off.

Ginny put AJ down and knelt down to look at the scrape on her knee. "Poor Lily. Come with me and I'll clean it up. Would you like a band-aid?"

Lily sniffed and nodded. AJ followed them to the bathroom, telling Lily that they were playing Quidditch after lunch. When one was ill or injured, the other two usually rallied round.

Harry popped his head in minutes later. "Everything okay with my girl?" he asked. Lily was sitting on the counter while Ginny put a band aid on. She nodded bravely, still sniffing.

"I found this one riding around on Paddy," said Harry, putting down Ronnie.

"He loves it, Daddy. He told me so," said Ronnie. He then noticed his sister. "Lily cry?"

"She's been a brave girl but she's all better now," said Ginny, giving her daughter a kiss before picking her up and putting her down. The three Potter kids ran off to get caught up in more merriment. "Fank you, Mama," called Lily.

"You know she was doing spitballs from the treehouse with Lorcan," grinned Harry. "I think one of them got Fleur, and one got Dudley."

"And you're grinning why, Harry?" asked Ginny sternly. "Our daughter is a terror."

"She reminds me of her mother. I love that our kids all have your colouring, Gin," he said, taking her in his arms.

"Really? I would have liked one little blackhaired Potter, you know," she sighed happily.

"We could always go for another one," suggested Harry.

"Another baby?" asked Ginny. "You wouldn't mind another one?"

Harry scoffed. "Course not. I'd have a hundred babies if I could, or, I guess, if you could."

"A hundred? How about we settle for four," she said.

"So we're really going to do it, have another baby?" asked Harry excitedly, as they left the bathroom.

"Yep. In about seven months," quipped Ginny, going down the stairs.

"What? Seven months? But that means..you're already?...how, when?" blubbered Harry.

"Italy, our only night there. I blame that cheap bottle of wine we picked up. It packed a punch," said Ginny, looking up at him from the bottom of the stairs.

"You're pregnant!" yelled Harry, from the top of the stairs.

"Pregnant? Oh Ginny, that's wonderful," said her sisters-in-law, coming up to congratulate her.

"Glad I didn't want to keep it a secret," said Ginny, dryly.

"Oops," said Harry, grinning. "My bad."

"What are you grinning about, Potter?" asked George.

"Gin's pregnant again. She just told me," said Harry.

They heard the sound of dogs barking, then squeals from some of the kids. Worried, the Weasley wives, Harry and George ran out.

Paddy and Moony, the dogs were drenched, and they were shaking themselves, sending mud flying everywhere, including over Ruby, Aimee and the little ones that had just come back from the pitch.

"Mama, I dirty. Bad doggy," said Priscilla. She wailed. Penny hurried over to her and bundled her up and took her inside. No doubt, to put her in another prissy dress.

"How about we get all the kids back and cleaned up for lunch," suggested Harry. He put his wand to his throat. "Kids, lunchtime."

They heard whoops and hollers as kids started coming back to the house from every direction. Harry could see Teddy carrying Lil, Ryan carrying Ronnie and Connor carrying AJ. Lorcan and Lysander happily followed in the arms of Luna.

"We'll get the kids eating first," instructed Ginny. Fleur agreed and they got the kids set up with sandwiches and drinks.

Neville and Rose re-joined them, with baby Scarlett asleep in a pram.

"So what will you call the next one-Poppy? Peony?" asked Dudley to Rose, amused by the hues of red in their names.

"I think well leave the P names for Percy and Penny," said Rose, looking at Penny.

"What about you two? Is it too early for names?" asked Verity, looking at Ginny.

"Well, we haven't discussed it, but I like Molly for a girl," said Ginny, glancing at Harry.

He nodded approvingly. "Molly Ginevra. The reverse of yours," he said, grabbing her hand and kissing it.

"And if eets a boy?" asked Fleur.

Harry shrugged, thinking up the craziest combination he could think of. "Albus Severus," he said with a laugh.

Louis came running up to Ginny. "Auntie Gin, Lily got me with a spit ball."

"Did not," pouted Lily.

"Did too," said Louis.

"Did not. It was Lorcan," she said, pointing at Lorcan. He scowled at her.

Lily climbed into Harry's lap. " 'm sleepy, Daddy," she said.

"Then sleep, angel," he said, kissing her forehead.

"But I don't wanna miss the party," she said, yawning.

"There'll be lots more parties," said Harry, rocking her gently.

"There certainly will be with our lot," agreed Percy, looking around as the younger ones gravitated to their parents. Priscilla sat on Percy's knee, Rolf and Luna each had one son on their lap, Louis cuddled close to Bill and Roxie sat at the feet of George. Ronnie climbed onto Ginny's lap while AJ made Lily move so he could sit with Harry too.

Dudley held baby Daisy and Neville rocked the pram as baby Scarlett stirred. The older kids headed back to the pitch, laughing and in high spirits.

"Mercy, soon Hogwarts will be overrun with your children," chuckled Minerva.

"I wanna help Hagrid," murmured Ronnie. "Daddy, he told me you rode a hippogriff. I wanna ride one too when I go to Hogwarts," he yawned.

"We'll see, Ronnie, we'll see," said Harry, winking at Hagrid.

"Yer a good dad, 'arry. I'm not surprised. James and Lily, they were the best kind of people. You 'n Rose, you're just like 'em."

"Thanks, Hagrid," said Harry, sharing a smile with his sister.

"Aunt Ginny, is it true you're having another baby?" asked Ruby.

Ginny put her arm around Ruby's shoulders. The two shared a bond that went beyond aunt and niece. In a way, Ruby was like Teddy. She was a daughter from a different mother.

"Yes, Ruby, in the new year, we'll be having another little package delivered to our happy home," laughed Ginny.

"Can I help deliver it? I've decided I want to be a midwitch," said Ruby. "I also want to help Papa at his hospital." Neville looked delighted at his adopted daughter.

"We'll see, sweetie," laughed Ginny.

"A package? Why do you call it that?" asked Dudley, handing little Daisy to Mary for a feed.

"Well, Dudley, it all started with a knock at my door. I had only just got home from Australia and..."

They all leaned forward to hear how Harry and Ginny had reunited four years ago. They laughed at little Ruby, shivered at Rose and Harry's time in America and relived the defeat of Malfoy, who still resided in Azkaban, slowly going insane.

"...and that's why we call our babies, the package. Or in my last case, the packages," laughed Ginny, resting her head against Ronnie's affectionately.

"And you think it's only one this time?" asked Penny.

"I think so," said Ginny, rubbing her stomach.

"I don't care," said Harry, smiling down at two of his children asleep on his lap. "The more the merrier."

They sat around talking awhile longer, before it was time for the others to head for home. There were calls for catch ups and get togethers. The next big event was the birth of Lee and Katie's first child, due in a month. Then there were three months till Seamus and Lavender's wedding.

Ruby helped Ginny and Harry get the triplets to their room, then Ruby pushed the pram while she and Neville went home. Ginny began pottering in the kitchen, leaving Rose and Harry together outside.

"I can't believe I've been in England for only four years. It really feels like home now," sighed Rose.

"Still, it will be fun when we take the kids to America next month. Just think, we'll be at Disneyland for our birthdays!" grinned Harry.

"I'm happy for you and Ginny. Another baby!" said Rose.

"You know, if it wasn't for Severus Snape, I never would have known about you. I owe him for that, at least," said Harry.

"So Albus Severus may be on the cards, after all," teased Rose.

"I really can't see Ginny agreeing to that," chuckled Harry.

"Oh come on. I'm sure there's plenty of ways you can convince Ginny if that's what you want to name your son," chuckled Rose.

"Well, I do have a few good moves I use on Gin when I want to get my own way," agreed Harry with a wink.

"I don't think I want to know, brother," grinned Rose. "Isn't that how she got pregnant?"

Harry laughed. "No, those are my special moves." He winked at her.

"On that note, I think it's time for me to go. Scarlett will be awake soon and need another feed. Goodbye Godfather," she said.

Harry watched her walk away. Inside he could hear Ginny packing away left overs and preparing tea for their brood.

The two dogs came and lay beside his chair. He put his hands down, running his fingers through their fur.

"It was a good day, wasn't it, boys. The kids were good, the weather was perfect and the baby didn't cry once during the ceremony," said Harry, in satisfaction.

Ginny finished in the kitchen and came out to see what he was doing. He pulled her onto his lap and kissed her. "I love you," he said, tenderly, "and I love our new baby."

They sat together for awhile, talking about their day. The children awoke upstairs, but Teddy kept them company, making up a fun game to play.

The sun began to drop behind the trees when Harry and Ginny roused themselves. "The kids will be awake. I've got to start on tea," said Ginny.

"I'll help you," said Harry.

There was the usual scramble for tea, then bedtime. It had been a big day for the triplets and they soon dropped off to sleep, despite their afternoon nap.

Teddy was tired too. "Night Mum, night Dad," he called out to them.

"Night Ted. Night Son," they called.

They took their cups of tea and went to sit on the swinging chair on their porch. One of the kittens, now a four year old cat named Casper, climbed onto Ginny's lap. She stroked it and it purred. The two dogs lay at their feet. Olaf, Elsa and Anna had chosen to follow Ruby to their home across the way.

An owl made their way to them. Harry took it and Ginny fed it a treat before it took off. He unrolled it and laughed.

"Who's it from?" asked Ginny, snuggling into Harry to read over his shoulder.

"From George. Announcing that Lee and Katie had a package of their own delivered today. A little girl, just over six pounds. They called her Angelina," said Harry.

"That's nice," sighed Ginny. "She's little, but then again, she's a month early." Angelina Johnson had been killed next to Fred in the final battle. She, Katie and Alicia Spinnet had been best friends, along with George, Fred and Lee. "We'll go and visit soon."

"Maybe then we can tell our tribe we're expecting a package of our own," suggested Harry, putting his hand on her belly.

"That's a good idea," sighed Ginny. She yawned. "It's been a good day."

"Every day with you and the kids is a good day," said Harry.

When she yawned again, he stood and helped her out of the swing. "Come on, you need your rest."

He took her inside and waited for the animals to come in before he locked the house. Dowsing the lights, they went upstairs. They checked the younger children's rooms before Harry went up to the top floor to check on Teddy. He was reading Quidditch Monthly.

"We're going to bed. The house is all locked up. Don't be up too late, Son," said Harry.

"I won't. Night Dad," said Teddy. "Tell Mum goodnight too."

Harry nodded and shut his door. He went back downstairs and to his and Ginny's bedroom.

She'd left a small light on for him. Harry smiled to hear her snore. Teddy was right. Ginny refused to believe she snored.

He undressed, climbed into bed and spooned her. His hands found her belly, and he rubbed it.

"Albus Severus," he whispered. The more he heard it, the more he liked it.

Little was he to know that when black haired Molly Ginevra was born, she'd be a bigger terror than her sister.

Ginny turned over and he held her close, his head resting on hers. Harry soon fell asleep, dreaming of packages.

Life was good.

A/N And that's a wrap. Didn't think i could make that any fluffier if i tried! Now for the mistakes that HeartsGlow picked up. The first one was a simple miscalculation. I set the story in 2004 but said Harry was gone for seven years, thus i should have made it 2005. The other one I myself only realised about half way through posting, and i was waiting for someone to mention it. The movie Frozen was released in 2013, many years after my story!

Taking a couple of days off but look for my new story early next week. You thought these last chapters were fluffy? You aint seen nothing yet! Till then, thanks for reading and your great comments. They inspire me to keep writing and i try to reply to them all. You guys are the best, lets keep this HINNY ship sailing! Pottermum xx