Daddy's Little Princess
Letters
She had just bathed her little daughter and was now standing in the doorway watching her brother's as they read her a bedtime story. She laughed softly when Percy tried to mimic Asha, one of the three witches that went on the journey to find the fountain of fair fortune. Fred and George played the roles of Altheda and Amata, while Ron was Sir Luckless. She listened to the story, as if it was the first time her father had read it. She imagined the three quests and smiled when Sir Luckless proposed to Amata and the four set off 'arm-in-arm'. Amata, once abandoned by her cruel and faithless lover, finds love in a brave knight.
"Hey, knut for your thoughts." Ron put his arm around her and she saw her brother's walk out of the room.
"They aren't worth that much." He chuckled.
"Hermione and I want to show Gwen the Gryffindor dorm tomorrow, so you'll have a free day, that's okay with you?" She nodded.
"Yeah, fine with me." He smiled and went into his own rooms. What would she do tomorrow? Her life was so centred around that little witch, she didn't know what to do. She didn't have a job anymore or hobby's. Maybe Luna had time for a chat.
Knock, knock.
She turned to see a white owl tap on the window, she was alone in the living room now, so she went to open the window. The snowy owl flew in and perched on the small table next to the hearth. The owl had a rolled up parchment tied to her leg. The owl hooted and stuck the leg out in her direction. She walked over and untied the letter, to her surprise the owl stayed, not making any move to leave. She sat down on the couch and unfolded the role.
Dear Ginny,
since you gave me permission to write you, as well as a positive answer to my proposal for a date, I find my impatience getting the best of me.
I want to take you out tomorrow at ten and spent the day with you, hoping to get to know you better.
My faithful owl Hedwig waits for your reply.
Yours Harry
She stared unblinkingly at the letter in her hands. He had kept true to his word and actually written to her and to her that meant a big deal. She looked up at the owl, who was watching her with a look so searching it was slightly unnerving, coming from a bird. What should she do? She wanted a date but at the same time she was nervous to spend so much time with him, alone.
Hoot.
She looked up and saw the owl fly over to the small desk in the corner, not a minute later she returned with a quill in her beak and dropped it in front of her. Hoot!
She picked the quill up and summoned ink, but when the quill was hovering over the new parchment she hesitated. Before the owl could prod her again, she started to write.
Dear Harry,
I'm afraid I don't have time tomorrow, Gw-
She crumbled the parchment. What was she doing? She had time. Okay, second try.
Dear Harry,
tomorrow is perfect, Gwen is spending the day with Ron and Hermione, so I'm free all day. I want to get to know you better as well, to see if all the story's about you are true. You never know, with my brothers. I should stop now, Hedwig looks impatient. You know what they say? Like pet, like master?
Yours Ginny
She quickly tied the parchment to Hedwig's leg, before she could think it over again. Hedwig spread her wings and was gone the next second. She looked back at his letter, his handwriting was flawless, elegant. No ink dots, no sign of hesitation. His 'g's and 'y's were easily curved.
July 3rd
She tossed and turned all night, trying to fall asleep to no avail. So when she saw herself in the mirror the next morning, she wasn't surprised to see bloodshot eyes with dark circles underneath. Her hair was resembling a birds nest, so she decided for a quick messy ponytail, before remembering the date. She screamed bloody murder and ran to her trunk, throwing clothes around the room and growling in frustration. The clock chimed nine and she flinched. One hour. Only one tiny hour till he would be here. She felt tears sting in her eyes.
"Mummy?" A small frightened voice asked. She choked back a sob.
"Yes, honey?"
"You okay? You screamed." Her daughter looked so awfully small in her big bed. "Loud."
"I am fine, just overwhelmed." Gwen bit her lip and scrambled out of bed and left the room. Ginny went back to her wardrobe, hoping to find something that she could wear.
"Need help?" Fleur, Angelina, Alicia and Audrey stood in the door.
"Your Mum is helping Hermione to get Gwen ready, your daughter said you were acting silly." Ginny nodded relieved.
"Harry asked me for a date. I look like a troll and I have nothing to wear, I need to cancel, I can't-"
"Stop, stop, stop. You will not cancel your date with him." Angelina butted in and Alicia was of the same mind. "Absolutely not."
"Wait you don't sound surprised." Ginny said and watched her sister-in-laws closely.
"Surprised by what? That Harry is taking you out on a date? It was only a matter of time, come on get up from the floor and sit on the chair. Audrey you brush her hair. Alicia find her some clothes. Angelina look for shoes. I'll do your make-up." Fleur gave out orders and the others followed them to the t.
"Honestly." Audrey stood in front of her and pulled her up and dragged her into the bathroom, before pushing her into the cold shower. She squeaked in protest, but Audrey had already left, laughing softly. She showered as quickly as possible and soon sat in her chair. The four were fluttering around her like butterflies and five minutes before ten they announced her ready to go. She looked in the mirror, the decent barely there make-up brought out her brown eyes and her hair was slightly curled and flowing openly over her shoulders. The light blue blouse from Fleur was emphasizing her curves. The outfit was completed with skinny jeans and flats. According to Angelina the perfect clothes for a day outside.
"You need to feel comfortable in your attire." Audrey said and gave her a little push out of her room, the clock chimed ten and there was a knock on the door. She gasped and turned around, only to see that she was suddenly alone. Where had they gone so quick, they couldn't just abandon her. Knock, knock.
She slowly walked to the door and opened it. There he stood, in a green shirt, the first few buttons undone, black jeans and his basilisk-hide boots.
"Hey, you look beautiful, ready to go?" He asked and smiled his heart-stealing smile.
"Yes." She nodded and locked the door behind her, he interlaced their fingers and they began walking down the corridor.
Enjoy!