Daddy's Little Princess


The Real Party

She couldn't help it but without him she felt lost, had she understood him wrong, what about the other party, but then again he only promised her this ball not the party. Her mother put her arm around her shoulder.

"Come on, time to leave quietly, make it look like you are sleepy and ready to retire for tonight." She knew better than to ask questions now and nodded silently. Her brothers had already left, she had no idea when. She took her daughters hand and left with her parents. They went to their own quarters in the normally unused part of the castle. Once inside her mother turned to her.

"Sorry for that, but the headmaster has no idea about this little get together. It still is slightly tense between the Potters and him. We are using the inter-Hogwarts-Floo. Come on, I go first you send Gwen through, then you and your father will be the last."

"Okay, mum."

When she came out of the Floo she found herself in a room with many fires burning in the grates along the far wall and a high ceiling with glittering chandeliers. There were already people dancing in the middle of the floor. The music was very different from the official dances at the ball.

Ron came over.

"Hey, Ginny listen Harry is not here." He is not here, but then again he only said he wanted to be with her for the ball, not more.

"He got hold up, his ex-girlfriend ambushed him on our way here, Romilda Vane you may remember her."

"Yeah, I do what did she want?"

"Stupid girl tries to chuck her kid of on Harry." Her eyes grew wide.

"Ron, he-"

"No, no, don't jump to conclusions, when he broke it of, she was cheating on him for some time with a Slytherin and they hadn't had sex for weeks besides Harry knows how to cast a contraceptive charm on himself, learn it from his mother and she has a charms mastery." She looked at her brother, she knew he wasn't lying, but that was a lot to take in.

"His mum?" Ron chuckled.

"They are very close, closer than he and his dad. According to him they tell each other everything."

"Why are you telling me all this, we just met today and danced for a bit." She refused to acknowledge the little jolt in her stomach when ever she thought about him, men meant trouble. Ron sighed and answered slowly.

"Ginny, don't you think it is time to start dating again, your nearly seventeen, you should be out there having fun, mingle for a bit. You are not the only one who got hurt in her life, hell, he gets hurt right now, but that doesn't mean you should end up as a lonely spinster." She snorted at that.

"Don't think that's possible, I have a daughter remember?"

"One time nearly three years ago doesn't count, all I'm asking is for you to give it, give him a chance, even if it is not meant to be, at least you gain a good friend." She nodded.

"Okay. What did you mean when you said he gets hurt right now?"

"Harry is a family man, he loves children and to hear her saying that this kid is his, when it definitely is not, well that hurts like a bitch."

"I don't think he will like that you are telling me so much about him."

"Oh don't worry about it, sis, I know what I'm allowed to say about my captain and what is his story to tell you." He gave her a one-armed hug, whispering "I love you." In her ear and vanished in the dancing crowd.

"Mummy?" She looked down to see her daughters big shiny eyes staring at her with innocence and curiosity.

"Yes? What do you want?"

"Hawwy be Daddy?" What? How did she come up with that one.

"No, honey, Harry is not your Daddy." She looked broken-hearted and pouted.

"Why? Evewyone has Daddy, I want a Daddy." She sniffed and big tears were rolling down her cheeks. Ginny had no idea how to respond to that so she simply took the little girl in her arms and rocked slightly to the music. Gwen calmed down but still looked crestfallen. Morgana, how she hated Michael right now.

"Sorry, I'm late." She turned around when she had heard the smooth sound of his voice. He looked a bit like Gwen did a few moments ago, only with the absence of tears. That thought made her stomach do somersaults. His eyes roamed over the way she held her daughter and then he looked at Gwen closely.

"Gwen, what do you say to a delicious chocolate pudding?" Her head shot up, from where it had rested against her shoulder and she nodded her head so fast that her curls were bouncing up and down.

"You too, right?"

"I'm not really a chocolate fan."

"Sweet Godric, that's possible?" He said mock shocked and Gwen giggled. He leaned closer and after looking around to see if people were listening in, he said in a very secretive voice.

"Don't ever let my Uncle Remus hear you saying that, or else..." Gwen gasped and hugged her Mummy tighter.

"Mummy not say. Gwen pwomise." He left quickly to get the dessert. Ginny went over to one of the square tables that stood on one side of the room. She had just said down when Harry came back.

"So two lovely sweet milk-chocolate puddings." He announced cheerily.

"Yippee."

"And one plain poor strawberry pudding." He sounded like he was reading today's weather report. Gwen giggled again, maybe she should keep him around just to hear more happy sounds from her little girl. She had been more down lately, ever since they had to limit the outside activities round the burrow and now here in Hogwarts.

They ate the pudding in silence, Ginny always loved strawberry the most and after wondering how he could be so lucky to guess right, she remembered her very talkative brother.

"Mummy, Gwen done." Ginny grabbed a napkin and cleaned the wiggling toddler up.

"Want to go and play with the other kids? I'm sure you will like Rose." Gwen nodded and skipped around the table, she stood in front of Harry and when he stood up, she grabbed his hand happily.

"Great, this way." Harry motioned over to a secluded corner. Ginny walked behind them, so she took the time to observe. Her little girl seemed fascinated with Harry's big hand, she was examining the long fingers, holding her small hand next to it, to see the difference. She turned her head and smiled back at her. Only did that nothing for her calmness, that smile was way too much like the twins. Gwen looked back to Harry and snuggled closer.

"Tired, Princess?" She nodded, trying to hide her smile. He picked her up and carried her the last few steps.


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