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My first real Potterverse story thats not a oneshot! Not sure how many chapters there will be yet, but I can promise that this story will be 100 percent Canon complaint because after September 1st, 2017, everything's fair game. Enjoy!
Nothing, not a sound.
Two steps more, still nothing.
Another few steps, wait! What was that? Was that a giggle?
Yes, yes it was.
So much for making it home without waking anyone up for once. Harry thought as he walked towards his bedroom. He opened the door.
"Daddy!" Lily cried, jumping off the bed and wrapping her arms around him. Apparently, Ginny and Lily were still awake.
"Hey, Flower." Harry said, smiling at his daughter's enthusiastic (as per usual) greeting. "I missed you."
"I missed you too," she replied, looking up at him. "Guess what?"
"What?"
"I have another loose tooth."
"Another one? Haven't you already lost about fifty?" Harry teased.
Lily giggled. "No! Aunt Hermione's mum says that I only have a few left to loose until I have all my real teeth."
"Well then, I suppose you'll be seeing the tooth fairy quite often then." he deposited Lily on the bed and kissed Ginny.
"You aren't supposed to be home until tomorrow." Ginny pointed out.
"I know, is that a problem?"
She smiled. "Not at all."
Harry smiled back. "Good."
Lily spoke up. "Daddy's home now, but it still okay if I sleep in here tonight, Mummy?"
"I don't have a problem with it," Ginny told her. She was ten, next year she wouldn't even be home in November, and she is her littlest. Soon, she probably wouldn't even want to be in the same room as her parents.
"Neither do I," Harry added.
Lily smiled. "Okay!"
"But you have to brush your teeth first."
Lily slid off the bed and skittered down the hall and into the bathroom. They heard the door shut, and then Ginny spoke quietly.
"I need to talk to you."
Harry's stomach dropped. "About what?"
"I don't want Lily to hear. Wake up early tomorrow, I'll tell you then."
Well that made him feel better. "Is it important?"
"I'd say so."
Harry nodded stiffly. "Okay."
Just then, Lily came in. "My tooth is looser now."
"How loose?" Ginny asked, turning away from Harry.
"I can turn it to the left all the way without it hurting." Lily replied, crawling back up onto the bed. She yawned as she snuggled against her mother, causing her parents to laugh.
"It's late," Ginny said. "I think it's time for all of us to go to bed."
Harry nodded and after a few minutes, kisses and good nights, the lights were off and both the girls were asleep.
Harry wasn't. What could Ginny possibly have to say to him that she didn't want Lily to know? Of course, he thought the worst. He didn't sleep very well that night.
The next morning, Harry opened his eyes just as Ginny got out of bed. He had become rather used to waking up when she did over their sixteen or so years of marriage and today was no exception. He waited a few minutes before he got up and got dressed. He looked at Lily, who was still sound asleep, her stuffed pink dragon hugged tightly to her chest, and went to join Ginny in the kitchen.
Ginny was standing at the counter under the back window, The Daily Prophet and two letters in front of her and one in her hands. The mail must have just come. Perhaps at least one of the letters was from at least one of the boys.
"Who's that from?" Harry asked her.
"This one's from Luna and those two are from Lavender and Seamus and Neville, both for you." She put Luna's letter down.
Harry couldn't wait anymore. "What did you have to tell me?"
Ginny turned around, but didn't look him in the face. "Oh yeah, that..."
"What's wrong?" he asked, walking over and taking her hand. "Gin, you're scaring me."
She looked up, looking upset and worried. "I don't know what you're going to say..."
"Just tell me." He begged. "Please."
She took a deep breath. "Harry, I'm pregnant."
A/N: Okay, so there's that. Next chapter in a few days, I promise! I hope to make this better than it sounds right now. Reviews are appreciated!
