Luck

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Harry Potter gazes at the stars from the swing on his front porch. He contemplates his life so far, and wonders how he ever got to be so lucky. He thinks about the irony of this, if someone would have asked him if he thought he was lucky just five years ago, he would have said no without another thought about it.

But that was when he was still a child. Now he was a man at the age of 22. He had a wife, a baby, and another on the way. He thought of how he actually was very lucky at the age of 11, even if he didn't know it. Lucky that he stumbled upon the Weasley family at King's Cross that day. Lucky that they happened to be the most generous, kindest family in the wizarding community. Lucky, they took him in, and treated him as one of their own. Lucky, that little red headed girl he couldn't stop thinking about those first couple of minutes on the train would one day become his wife.

Lucky, Ginny was too stubborn to take his stupid noble reasons to heart after Dumbledore had died. Lucky, she had tracked him down at Bill and Fleur's wedding, and told him what an idiot he was being. Lucky, she had listened to her, and finally realized that his love for her is what would help him win in the end. Lucky, she said yes when he proposed to her on the night after the final battle. Lucky, she has said "I do" on their wedding day when she looked gorgeous.

Lucky, they had brought a perfect daughter into the world a year into our marriage, and now they were expecting a little boy to enter our lives a few months.

"Hey hon, I just got Lily to sleep," Ginny said, walking out onto the porch and making herself comfortable in her husband' arms. He smiled, thinking about their now one year, who looked exactly like the grandmother she was named after. "So, whatcha thinkin' about?"

"Well Gin, I was actually just thinking about you, and how I must be the luckiest man alive to be able to get you, Lily, and your family. And of course the newest addition to our family." Harry said ribbing his wife's stomach affectionately.

"Let me tell you something Harry, luck had nothing to do with it." She kissed him lightly and they continued to gaze into the night sky and talk about anything and everything.