Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
This is just a one-shot about how Harry loves his wife Ginny and his daughter Lily!
I stood in the door, watching her.
She was sitting in the rocking chair, just rocking and singing a sweet melody.
I didn't want it to stop, so I waited in silence.
She sang and hummed and sang again, as she rocked our daughter to sleep.
I looked at her red hair as it glistened in the moonlight.
Her green eyes shined in pride as she looked down upon the child which we created out of love and passion.
I silently chuckled.
That was a night to remember.
It was our wedding night.
Our first time together as a couple, and as virgins, giving up everything we had to each other.
Over the next couple of months, we figured out that we were having a child.
The news was the happiest news of my life, except the fact that I defeated Voldemort.
She looked up at me and spoke.
"Oh, Harry, I didn't see you there." she said.
I smiled and walked up to her, taking my daughter, in my arms, and rocking her to sleep.
"I was just looking at you and admiring you." I said.
She blushed.
"Oh Harry, you're so sweet." she said.
I chuckled and placed my dear daughter down.
"Lily is really tired." she said.
I smiled at the name we had chosen for our daughter.
We named her after my mother.
"Yea, well, she's asleep now. You look tired, you need rest." I said.
Ginny smiled at me.
"I think I will." she said, walking out of the nursery and into our room.
I watched her go in awe.
She was beautiful.
I was a lucky wizard.
I walked to the doorway, put a few charms on the room, turned out the lights, and shut the door, to join my wife.