Regina Weasley was happy. Well, happy wasn't exactly the best way to put it but no other word really could cover how she felt. She was much more than content. Could joyous be a good word for it? As she look down at the baby cradled in her arms she simply had to smile. "Joyous" she coos at the little already freckled little bundle, her piercing green eyes and Tufts of dark hair peeking out curiously at her mother from under the blanket. "That's right, joyous" she coos again to which the baby smiles, happy for any attention from her mother.

Regina Weasley was joyous, and she had much reason to be. After all, she had everything she could want. A family, a home and a career that she had left behind to take care of the first two. Not that she wasn't happy to do so. She had been the star keeper of the Chudley Cannons for six years. That had been more than enough time for her to realize that it wasn't enough for her. And Harry, well….Harry had always wanted what was best for her. That was one of the reasons she loved him so much. He always wanted her to feel just as complete as possible. Like she hadn't been held back by anything. She remembered the day they had that conversation. About quitting quidditch and settling down. She was the one who had brought it up.

"Harry…..I think….well I think it's time we had a baby" she said simply one night at the dinner table in their house in Fenwick Glen. "Well sure love, I'll pick one up from the store tomorrow" he teased which earned him a quick thwack from her spoon. "Oww, sorry love" he said sheepishly before smiling at her. "But what about Quidditch dear? I know you love it and let's face it Reg the team would be lost without you" he says, his hands reaching across the table to hold hers. "That's the thing Harry, I think...well I think quidditch isn't my real calling anymore" she said with a simple sparkle in her eye. Harry just returned her smile and just like that the two best friends made a life altering decision.

"And that's where you come in Lily" says the new mother as she gently sits in the rocking chair given to her by her former team manager. She gently rocks back and forth, soothing the already quiet child as she looks down at her. "You're a quiet one Lily Potter. Must take after you father then. Because I can't shut up" she says teasingly to which the baby seems to giggle. "Let's look at that book Auntie Hermy got for you. Would you like that?" She asks to which the baby just smiles again. "I'll take that as a yes" she coos out lovingly before reaching for the muggle storybook and flipping through it, showing all the pictures to the young babe.

Memories poured back to her though. She couldn't help but think about everything that had brought her here, to this point of happiness. That year spent on the run was tireless. Hunting horcruxes and destroying as many as they could. Sleeping in a tent. The gringotts affair, Hermione leaving in anger. They'd survived it all. Hermione was particularly livid that she only found out about the two because she had found them in bed together one night after Regina had riskily snuck into his. The anger was enough to make the bushy headed girl storm out on them. They went on alone after that. However, Hermione came back just in time to save their lives, stabbing a particularly pesky horcrux right as Ron and Harry were about to he killed by the dark forces within. Soon, their mission was finished and they went back to Hogwarts.

Then the final confrontation began. So many deaths. It still brought a tear to her eyes when she thought about it. Remus, Tonks, Lavender and even Snape. So many of their classmates killed. And to top it all off that Ponce Malfoy survived thanks to Harry and her actions. He was lucky that Harry was so forgiving otherwise he would have been burnt to a crisp. But, she supposed it worked out for the best. Malfoy had been particularly…..nice?...to Harry since the war. Harry, for some strange reason, could always count on the support of Malfoy which made them fast friends. Regina had to work really hard to keep her lip from curling. She still had problems forgiving the Malfoy heir but she constantly reminded herself that he wasn't his ponce of a father and that he had changed...mostly.

She's interrupted from her thoughts by a giggle as Lily traces a picture of a horse with her tiny digit, her arm having gotten out from under the blanket. "Momma" she coos to which the female Potter goes wide eyed. She takes her daughter and pulls her close. "Did you say something Lily?" She teases, wanting her to say it again as she looks her daughter in the eye. "Momma" comes the coo again, this time with outstretched arms, wanting a hug. Regina eagerly obliges, wrapping her little girls arms around her neck as she kisses her forehead, a huge smile splitting her face. "Your daddy owes me a date night. Yes he does" she coos lovingly as she nuzzles her daughter who just giggles and keeps repeating herself, knowing it makes her mother happy.

"Momma" she says one last time before yawning, her little eyes already beginning to close. Regina smiles and stands, taking her daughter to her bed and placing her on one side. "No crib for you this time love. You get the comfy bed" she teases before curling up next to her daughter who eagerly nuzzles back against her and falls asleep. Lily was so much like her father. Not fussy at all. That was something else she was thankful for. She had the best daughter there could ever be and nothing else mattered when she looked at the little girl in front of her. Not being kicked out of the Weasley family, not Malfoy's strange friendship with her husband and not even the nightmares she sometimes had from the war. All that mattered was this little girl.

Still, sometimes it was enough to set her fuming. She still remembered the time right after the battle. Her mother came up to her, seething with anger. It was, as usual, due to her need to control everything. She had argued that Ginny was meant to be with Harry and that Regina needed to let him go. For Regina, this was tantamount to suicide. After everything the two had been through, to just….let him go? Just for Ginny to have him, when she knew right off that Harry didn't love her? It was unthinkable and this was the first time that she had ever stood up to her mother. She had said no. Just one word. It was enough to send her world into confusion however.

Molly had ranted and raved about how Regina had simply seduced him. How she was a slut and a whore and how she would be casted out of the family. Her brothers, as usual, agreed with their mother and Ginny, livid herself, also agreed. So that day, Voldemort was defeated and Regina Weasley became Regina no name. It wasn't long until that changed though. She still smiled at the thought. First, she had been crying as she sat on the Hogwarts stairwell, now just so static as to allow such an act as sitting when Harry came and sat down next to her. He didn't say anything but instead simply took her hand and kissed it. "So, she really did that huh?" He asked simply as Regina nodded, working hard to fight back tears.

"Yeah, looks like I'm Regina no name now mate" she says before wiping her eyes with her dirtied sleeve. It was foolish, she thought now. To be crying over something she saw become trivial in comparison. Crying over a lost name when so many lives had been lost. "Well I wouldn't quite say that" he said before kneeling in front of her and handing her a box. Curiously, she opened it, and saw the most beautiful diamond ring she ever laid eyes on. Looking back on it, she must've looked like a fish with her gaping mouth and wide eyes. Harry just blushed. "I thought you might like to be Potter" he said while his hand gently rested on her face. She didn't need to answer. Instead she simply leaned in a kissed him, ecstatic to finally have the last name she had always wanted.

It was just then that she heard the door open. "Reg, I'm home" he shouted, wondering where they are. "Reg?" He kept calling out. In response Regina gently disentangles her daughter from her, ensuring that she wouldn't fall off the bed before bolting out of the room. She had to prevent her stupid, but well meaning husband from waking their bundle of joy. She rushed out and almost bumped into him, her finger going to her lips. "Shhh, be quiet you prat, I just got her down" she says fiercely before smiling and gently wrapping her arms around her husband. A quick peck on the cheek is all it takes to restore the mood. "Hi" she whispers gently to which the black haired man simply smiles and whispers back, "hi". And as he swooped her down to kiss her, Regina Potter thought that she could never be happier.