After sixteen hours of labor, Ginny lay back on the pile of pillows, exhausted. The staff told her Thorfinn waived his right to stop Harry from demanding the paternity test first thing that morning while she was too busy to stop him. Silently she prayed Thorfinn or the random muggle, "Randy," was the father right now. Molly fussed over the bassinet, then fawned over her daughter. Arthur paced.