A/N: Hello again! This one doesn't really follow the same pattern as my others. It's just cute, sweet, fluff. I enjoyed writing it, didn't take me long but I despite how short it is, I hope you enjoy it.
Also, Harry Potter isn't mine. I earn no financial gain off of my drabbles. The only compensation I receive is the happy feelings I get when I get reviews. So, please review:P
Sleeping Wonders
He could watch her sleep for days. He had waited for her for what felt like years when really, it was mere months. He could remember panicking at every turn, terrified that he was going to lose her. Now though, he was smiling at the sleeping form lying in the bed next to him, beauty and perfection at its finest. She was so tiny and delicate looking when she slept, with slightly tanned skin, dark chestnut hair and chocolate brown eyes hidden behind her closed lids. He watched as the soft breeze toyed with her hair as it wafted serenely through the open window and carefully moved the lock of hair that it blew across her forehead back to where it belonged, trying not to disturb her sleep. He ran his hand along the length of her back; her skin was so soft compared to his rough, calloused hands. Leaning forward, he placed the most gentle of kisses on her nose, smirking when she let out a quiet squeak of a moan, wrinkled her nose and turned her head the other way.
Looking out the window, the moon was now high in the sky, bathing the bedroom in gentle moonlight. The light spilled across the person he loved more than life itself. He would be eternally awed at how he and Hermione made something so incredible together, and when he thought he couldn't love anyone as much as he loved Hermione, she was born. He was a daddy now. The thought made his heart soar as he carefully leaned over his daughter, kissed his sleeping wife and gave his daughter another gentle kiss before pulling the sheets over the three of them and finding sleep for himself.