Gallant
Ginny sighed to herself as Lily finally fell asleep on her lap. It was the only way the little girl would go to sleep now, she refused to go to bed, refused to be more than a foot away from Ginny at any given time. Ginny understood, but it didn't make anything easier. In fact, if anything, it made it harder for Ginny to keep herself together.
Harry was laying in the bed beside the chair Ginny was sitting, Albus and James were lay at the bottom of the bed. None of them had left the private hospital for the better part of a month, and Ginny was wondering how long she could keep it this way. The children should be having fun, running around the garden at the Burrow, or in the boys case, maybe even doing their summer homework.
Harry had been injured at work, had jumped in front of a pregnant woman to block a misfired curse. Ginny couldn't be annoyed with him for that, not even if she tried to be. As she sat by his bed, minute after minute, hour after hour, she willed him to wake up, to come back to her and the children.
As though hearing her thoughts, a twitch of his hand was followed by a twitch of his eyelids, a soft groan coming from the bed. Ginny stood as quickly as she could without disturbing her daughter, and moved closer to Harry, almost giddy with happiness when his still fluttering eyelids opened to show the gorgeous green eyes she had fallen in love with all those years ago.
With a muttered spell, she sent for a healer, before she took Harry's hand in her own.
"What happened?" he asked, almost silently, his voice fairing badly from the lack of use.
"You decided to show how gallant you are, again, and saved a pregnant lady from a curse."
"The woman...and the baby? They're okay?"
"They're fine."
"Gin?"
"What, love? Are you in pain? Do you need something?"
"I'm going to retire."
"I thought I'd never get the option to hear those words," Ginny replied as tears fell to her cheeks.
"Time to grow old gracefully, don't you think?" he asked, as the healer walked into the room.
"You, my darling husband, will always be a gallant hero. I just wish you keep the saving thing to the odd snitch," she chuckled through her tears.
He nodded, knowing she was right. She always was.
