HOT MAMA!
"Ginny what are you doing?" Harry said as he walks in the room he shared with Ginny. Ginny was trying on a pair of jeans.
"What does it look like?" Ginny snapped back.
Harry walk in the room. "Trying on a pair of jeans." Harry was smiling as he said this.
"Yes, these jeans are when I was seventeen." Ginny said. Ginny fell on the bed to try to button them up.
"Ginny, I think you look hot the way you are." Harry said. Harry sat on the bed. Ginny got up and threw the jeans in the closet.
"Harry, shut up." Ginny pulled on another pair of jeans.
"You're one hot mama." Harry said as he wraps his arms around Ginny. He kissed her softly. "You had three wonderful kids. I love your body the way it is."
"Whatever, Harry. I have to go." Ginny broke away. She walked out of the room. Harry shook his head. He follows her out of the room.
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Later that day, Ginny came home from running the kids around. Going shopping with Hermione. She still took Harry breath away. Harry put on some tea for them. When the tea was done, he brought her a cup.
"Thank you, Harry." Ginny took a sip. "Everywhere I go people think I'm James' mother or Albus' mother or Lily's. No one know me as Ginny Potter, writer for Daily Prophet."
Harry sat down next to Ginny. "Your still Ginny Potter the woman I love." Harry kisses her forehead.
"I love you, too." Ginny said. Leaning into Harry.
"I think you are one hot mama." Harry said. Ginny didn't hear him. She fell a sleep on him.
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After the kids were in bed. Harry check on all three. Maybe he could have a little fun with their mother. Harry walk in his room. He pulled all his cloths off. He got in bed. He leans over to Ginny but she already asleep. Harry falls on his pillows. Ginny still one hot mama. Maybe tomorrow will be better.