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Wish I'd never grown up; it could still be simple.
- Taylor Swift
Molly Weasley's P.O.V
Molly looked down at where her three year old lay, wrapped up in the worn blue blankets the child favoured, having fallen asleep on her chest. The child's hands were clinging tightly to Molly through the fabric as the dreams caused her to twitch softly every so often. Molly counted herself as blessed, after six sons, wonderful as they are; she finally had a little girl. Admittedly her daughter appeared to have tendencies to grow up much like her brothers, but considering that the majority of her role models were young boys she didn't know what else one could expect of the child.
She remembered how her daughter had been earlier that day, when she had shown her first signs of being magical. Molly had been cooking lunch when she heard soft giggling sounds coming from Ginny's playpen in the living room. She walked in just in time to see her twin sons levitating around the room, before Ginny rolled over onto her side, effectively causing the twins to fall from where they were floating. The peals of laughter were one of the most beautiful sounds she had heard and she wished with all her heart that things could stay this easy and blissful for her girl, yet she knew that it wasn't so. But at the same time, she had no idea what life had in store for her baby.
Molly knew that this was her last chance. The war was over; life was easier; Ron, Harry and Hermione had completed their mission and defeated You-Know-Who and now, while the three of them were off doing various job related activities, Molly was taking Ginny to King's Cross, seeing her off into her final year of school. It made her feel so old to see the youngest of her seven children, her baby and only girl, leaving for her final year, but at the same time it comforted her. She had expected Ginny to be a problem that morning, to be stubborn and refuse to go back on her own, but instead her reaction was much the same as it was when the twins and Ron had started, full of life and enthusiasm and pure excitement for the year ahead. She was so glad to see that Ginny hadn't lost that spark just yet, despite the tough times they had all been through in the past few years.
Ginny's P.O.V
As Ginny looked down at her own daughter several years later, she finally understood what Molly had meant when she said, 'I hope you never grow up.' Everything she had ever had and expected had vanished, not lost forever, but changed completely. She no longer relied on her parents; now she had her husband, Harry, her beautiful boys and now her gorgeous daughter to provide for and help through life. She felt much older than her twenty-five years. The war, school, getting married, it all seemed a lifetime ago, and she wished she could go back and have it all over again, just so that she had never grown past it.
Sighing heavily she leaned over the side of the crib, kissed her sleeping child on the forehead and turned to leave the room. Stopping as she reached the door, Ginny looked back at her daughter and whispered softly, smiling, "Lily Luna Potter, please just never grow up."
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