A short chapter this time. I wanted to show how Harry and Ginny deal with their loss and how they remember their loved ones. This short, yet sweet moment seemed perfect. I know it's a bit mushy, but I hope you'll like it :) Reviews are appreciated :)
'I'm not sure which one I prefer. I like the sunflowers, but those peach coloured roses are beautiful. I just think people will feel happy when they see sunflowers… What do you think, Harry?'
Harry looked into Ginny's dark eyes. She gently squeezed his hands.
'If you want to go home, that's fine.. I really don't mind.'
Harry kissed her head and pulled her towards the table with the bouquets.
'I think you should choose the flowers you love. You shouldn't wonder about other people's opinions.'
Ginny suddenly ran towards the other room of the huge flower shop. Gladys, the owner of the shop, hurried after her. Harry just observed the small petals of the beautiful roses. He didn't really prefer any kind of flower. He just wanted Ginny to choose one bouquet instead of changing her mind all the time. He needed to get back to work. Ginny returned after five minutes with a large bouquet of white and pink lilies.
'Aren't they perfect? I figured it would be a lovely tribute to your mother..'
Harry looked at the large white lilies. A sweet scent lingered in the air. Lilies seemed to be the perfect choice. He pulled Ginny in his arms and kissed her lips.
Ginny smiled: 'Definitely the best choice.'
