Title: Babysitting
Summary: Harry grinned as she left the room. Oh yeah, babysitting Teddy was definitely the best way to spend a Saturday night. Especially if he got to do so with his lady love.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, not even the idea. That belongs to FairyQueen at The Hideaway.
Author's Notes: Sept Drabble at The Hideaway. Must include: A character in a wet towel.
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She should have known she'd be dragged into this somehow. The mischievous look in her boyfriend's emerald eyes when he'd asked her if she was doing anything on Saturday night should have been warning enough, but she'd been so excited that he asked she ignored the feeling of foreboding in her belly.
Ginny Weasley shrieked in indignation as another wave of tepid water soaked her t-shirt. Her boyfriend broke into peals of delighted laughter at the sight of the slender redhead cowering away from the pink-haired toddler currently splashing around in the tub.
"The least you could do is help me, Harry James Potter!" Ginny scolded, struggling to keep a hold Harry's squirming godson.
"Why should I when this is far more interesting?" the man in question purred, eyes flicking over Ginny's drenched form.
Ginny flushed pink at the look on his face. Suddenly, yelling at him for getting her into this situation was the last thing on her mind. She scooped Teddy up out of the bath and wrapped him in a rather ragged and damp towel.
"Cold!" Teddy complained, struggling in her arms. His hair turned green in distress.
"Well, you should have thought about that when you splashed me, Teddy Lupin," Ginny said a little crossly. Nevertheless, she perched him on one hip so she could dry the towel. "Better now hon?"
Teddy sighed his satisfaction, snuggling his head into her shoulder.
Ginny couldn't help but smile down at him, her heart filled with affection for the poor little boy who'd lost so much. He was so like her Harry…but not, really. He'd always know he was loved, she and Harry would make sure of that.
"See, now this is a Kodak moment," was all the warning she got, before a flash of light indicated her unrepentant boyfriend had taken a picture of the pair of them.
Ginny shrieked in rage, waving her wand. "Accio Harry's wand!" she snapped. "Aqueous!"
"Hey!" Now Harry was the one who was drenched, but in cold water, not tepid. "What was that for?"
The youngest Weasley smiled sweetly. "Revenge, sweetie." She tossed a very wet towel at him, Banishing his clothes. "Dry yourself off, then you can make it up to me," she said, leaving the room. "I'm going to put Teddy to bed."
She could feel Harry's glowering eyes on her back. "I'll get you for this," he promised, a rustling indicating that he'd knotted the towel around his waist to preserve his modesty.
"Not if you want to find out what I'm wearing under my jeans, darling," Ginny called out. "Or rather…what I'm not wearing."
Harry grinned as she left the room. Oh yeah, babysitting Teddy was definitely the best way to spend a Saturday night. Especially if he got to do so with his lady love.
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