Harry pushed the door to the room Leanna was staying in and quietly went inside. She was on the bed curled up against the wall. He walked over and crawled into the bed next to her. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her temple. She turned around to face him. Her eyes were red and swollen from her crying. He kissed her forehead before he pressed his forehead against hers. Neither of them spoke for a few moments.

"I'm a horrible mother." She whispered. Harry's heart broke to hear her say those words.

"No, no you're not." He whispered back. Tears filled her eyes once more as she nodded.

"What kind of a mother can't even bare to be in the same room as her child?" She questioned through her sobs. Harry shook his head and held her close. She was too upset to try and say anything, it would only make things worse. For the moment, her mind was made up.

They stayed for hours, Leanna wrapped in his arms crying until she had no tears left to shed. She eventually fell asleep but despite this, Harry remained where he was just watching her. He didn't know what to do. He loved both her and their daughter more than he ever could have imagined. It pained him to know that Leanna did not feel the same way. He'd had no idea about things like post natal depression. He'd done all his research on pregnancy and birth but he hadn't even thought to think forward to after the baby was born. He sighed to himself. He'd been told that becoming a parent was hard but he didn't realise it was this hard.

There was a quiet knock on the door. He shifted from the bed and opened it. Hermione stood on the other side with Lily in her arms. Lily was awake and looking around. Harry smiled and accepted the baby from his friend. Lily's face twisted as she was passed to her father.

"Remember what Molly said, about her being comfortable." Hermione reminded him. He nodded and shifted her so she was in a better position in his arms. She relaxed and opened her eyes, her gaze found his and held it. He smiled at her and babbled at her in a high pitched but quiet voice. Lily stretched her hands out towards his face making both him and Hermione smile.

"Is she okay?" Hermione asked indicating to Leanna, her voice was barely above a whisper. Harry shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't really know." He replied. That familiar stabbing pain in his heart returning.

"Just give her time." Hermione said before she bid him good night and left him standing in the entrance of the bedroom holding their daughter. He was unsure what to do. He looked at his girlfriend before turning and leaving the room.

"You're not keeping her in here." Ron said as he sat up in his bed and shook his head at the baby. Out of all of their friends Ron was still coming round to the idea that Lily was real and there to stay.

"Well what else am I supposed to do with her?" Harry asked, his temper starting to rise. He couldn't believe how his best friend had been behaving recently, he was becoming a stranger to him. Ron shrugged his shoulders.

"Leave her with Leanna, she has a cot in her room." Ron said as if he was stating the obvious. Harry shook his head.

"I can't, Leanna's not coping very well right now, she needs a good night's rest." Harry explained. Ron nodded he was going to be so mad if that baby kept him awake all night.

"Fine." Ron said with a huff as he laid back down in bed and faced the wall. Ever since Leanna had fallen pregnant everything had revolved around her and the baby. Even now that the baby was here, all it did was cry all day and night. Harry rolled his eyes and carefully placed Lily on the bed. He smiled when he saw a pile of new nappies and clothes on the dresser. He picked up a clean nappy, wipes and a sleep suit for Lilly. It was pale pink with different colour flowers on it.

"Daddy's going to change your nappy now baby girl." He whispered to the baby on the bed. He was too busy fumbling around trying to change his nappy that he hadn't noticed Ron turn around and start watching him.

After Harry had successfully changed her nappy and won his battle against the poppers of her sleep suit, Harry scooped Lily into his arms and softly kissed the top of her head. He then carefully sat on the bed. With one hand supporting Lily, he used his other hand to prop his pillows up. He carefully held Lily as he shuffled against the pillows. He laid her on his chest and sighed. She yawned and stretched her little arms out wide.

"Good night baby girl." Harry whispered to her as she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

"You really love her don't you?" Ron asked from his side of the room. Harry smiled.

"More than anything in the world." He replied.