A/N: Hello hello hello! Just a series of small drabbles about our favorite Scarhead and Redhead that I've started writing. They'll be updated weekly (most likely sunday night, but don't hold me to that once school starts up again) and most will have a companion song to go with them! Anyways. Review if you enjoyed it, but if you don't I understand-I'm not an avid reviwer either. :) Enjoy!
Ginny found that watching Harry as he slept was ten times more fascinating than watching him when he was awake. Though him being awake did have it's advantages, it was simply more...peaceful when he slept.
He slept on his side, usually, with his face half smushed in his pillow as one arm curves towards her, unintentionally touching her throughout the whole night. his mouth was open, and while he didn't snore he was breathing deeply, and mumbling inchoherently every once and a while. She looks down at him now with a small smile on her face, pushing his hair back from his forehead in what she hopes is a soothing manner, her brown eyes flicking between his child-like face and the fading scar on his forehead. He looked like a small child when he slept, so far from the nightmares that plagued him and the horrors he had to go through in his youth.
It was times like these that Ginny Potter thanked her lucky stars that she could marry this wonderful man, and sleep beside him each night, child-like face and all.