Enjoy the drabble!
Harry regarded the little bundle that was in the arms of his wife of one year, Padma Patil. Padma noticed the sad smile he was giving the baby as he lowered his head and gently kissed his forehead.
"Goodbye, Virender," Harry said gently. "You be good for your mum, okay?"
"Harry, this isn't really 'goodbye', just so you know," Padma gently reminded. She understood that he was still shaken up by the war, but right now he was being silly. "You're just going to work like normal. You'll be back home this evening."
"Yes, I know. I'm sorry," Harry said.
