Author's note: All the characters belong to J.K. Rowling.
This is just a one-shot, any and all constructive criticism is welcomed, I appreciate any ideas for future fics. Thanks for reading!
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Her smile was beautiful.
It made him feel warm every time he saw it.
Her smile was infectious.
It caused his lips to turn upwards every time she did it, even when he was really sad.
Her smile was reassuring.
It reassured him that everything will be fine and that the future will be brighter.
Her smile was brave.
Brave when she talked about her brother, Fred, brave when she didn't let tears define her. It gave him the strength to continue.
Her smile was kind.
Kind towards the little children who asked for her autograph, kind towards the people who suffered in Voldemort's reign. Kind towards any and everyone. It made him feel thankful.
Her smile was forgiving.
Forgiving him for leaving, forgiving those who asked for it. It made him feel grateful when she allowed him back into her life.
But most of all,
Ginny Weasley's smile was special. And when she smiled at him the way she did only for him, his breath was taken away because he felt loved, he felt safe and he felt blessed.
Yes, he decided, she was the only one who Harry Potter could imagine spending his life, and as he watched her smile at him from across the room, even if he was tired and achy, even if he was sad and down-trodden, even if he was angry, he could only do one thing: smile back.