A small red headed figure opened the door and peered in, seeing both her mother and father asleep she tiptoed into the room and crawled onto the bed. She loved the smell of Mummy and Daddy's room, it smelled of a mix of Mummy's flowery scent, Daddy's musky one and the soap Mummy used to wash the sheets. As she settled herself in between her parents Daddy rolled over and pulled her into his arms.
"Good morning Sweet heart."
Lily snuggled closer "Morning Daddy"
She took her small finger and traced the lighting bolt scar on his head. When she was little she wondered why people always stopped and pointed at her father, they called him weird things like the Boy who lived and the Chosen one. But now that she was five she knew more about the stories and thought they were funny. Her Daddy was just silly, not at all the stories they told. Sometimes he even pretended to be a tickle monster and tickle her until she screamed or he would zubert her belly. To her he was just simply Daddy.
"Daddy?"
"Hmm?"
"Why would Ms. Hawbreaker ask one of the Mummy's at daycare what she thought it was like to kiss Harry Potter, Why wouldn't she just ask Mummy?"
Lily saw Daddy's eyes fly open and felt Mummy move so she was facing Daddy.
"Umm….people ask strange things Lily, you should just ignore them."
"Oh, well I didn't. I told her that it depended on if you were being silly because then you give ME big sloppy kisses that are kinda gross, but when you kiss me goodnight you give me little butterfly kisses that are really nice. I thought I was being helpful but she got this funny look on her face and told me to go play."
Mummy started laughing, then Daddy did to, Lily wasn't sure what was funny but she liked when Mummy and Daddy laughed so she laughed to.
I have had some one tell me that I should make this into a series of chapters about Harry and Lily, Review and let me know if you think that is a good idea!! I already have another in mind!!