December 3rd

Prompt: Sugar Plum Fairies

Word Count: 207


It was during one of Ginny's daily naps that Molly Weasley snuck into their house took the kids. She gave Harry a conspiratorial wink before taking her grandchildren through the floo. Harry than checked the time. Just enough. He quickly began to produce a large illusion in their bedroom around Ginny's sleeping form. He watched as Ginny's eyes slowly open and watched she took in the dancing fairies around her. Pure joy filled her face, and it warmed his heart. "Harry?" She whispered as she sat up. Harry came over to her and sat down. She quickly turned and leaned her back against his chest, her eyes never leaving the illusion in front of her. "Why are there fairies dancing around the room?"

"Well, specifically they are sugar plum fairies..." Harry trailed off and grinned as Ginny froze. The next moment she had turned faster than a pregnant woman had any right to do.

"Sugar plum fairies?"

Harry kissed her forehead, than checked the time. "Oh you better get ready."

"Ready?" She whispered, clutching the sleeve of his robes.

"Well yes, we have tickets to go see the Russian Ballet Company's production of The Nutcracker." Harry pulled Ginny into a hug even as she began to cry.