Day 004
The First Day He Kissed After the War
The baby arrived in the morning by care of Hagrid. He was a tiny little thing, with almond-shaped eyes and a dark mop of blue hair. He definitely took after Tonks.
All of the Weasleys passed him around, alternately cooing and rocking the tiny bundle to the point where Harry wondered why babies put up with it at all. Finally, it was his turn. Ginny arranged the infant in Harry's arms, adjusting the wrap around his tiny frame gently while Harry awkwardly cocked his elbow upwards. "Am I doing this right?"
"Just fine, Harry."
He grinned and turned back to his godson. "Er . . . hi." Teddy opened his eyes and gurgled. A few happy kicks collided with Harry's chest. "I'm your godfather." He smiled as he said the words. "Can you say that? Godfather?" The baby seemed to try really hard for a moment, but he finally resorted to more joyful laughter. And Harry laughed too. Seized by a whim, he placed his lips on the crown of Teddy's head, and was amazed at how soft his skin was, and how fragile he suddenly seemed in his arms.
Harry vowed there and then to never let him down.
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