It's been 5 days. 5 days that They were gone. 5 days They left him, all alone, desperate in this world. He screamed until his lungs gave out. He cried until his eyes were dry. He felt more pain in this moment than all he ever felt in his life.
Harry woke up, smelling eggs & bacon coming from the kitchen. He heard Ginny and the kids talking & laughing, and looked at the clock on his side. Sunday. He loved Sundays. He could be with his wife and kids all day, play with them. Most of the time. Because he was always called as reinforcement on different accidents. Hunting dark wizards was not always easy, but he never envisaged doing anything else. After all, he was doing this since his first year at Hogwarts, no ?
Trying to chase this thought from this head, he got up, put on a shirt and went to the kitchen.
He grabbed Ginny by the waist and put a kiss on her forehead and on her lips. Her brush his hand through the boys hair who were already clung to his legs.
He took the time to drink his coffee, eating some eggs but did not touch the bacon. He was still jealous of Ginny's abilities to cook bacon better than he ever did.
He didn't touch the Daily either. He always refused to see bad news outside of his work.
Nothing was planned today. Sunday were always a day without planning, without fights, without hindrances.
Sundays were so perfect.