Harry laid in bed, his left arm wrapped around the shoulder of his wife, his right soothingly rubbing circles on the three-year old's back who was sprawled out across him. It seemed that Teddy and Ginny took turns letting out a snore or a coo in his ears, tickling his neck with their hot breath, or finding new places to kick him in their sleep.

But he didn't dare wake them. It had been the first time either of them had slept more than an hour at a time for the past three days. He glanced at the clock on the bedside table, if getting in four hours of sleep for the two of them meant he had to live as a human cushion, he would make the sacrifice.

He felt the soft hum of Ginny's yawn, and knew she was slowly inching out of sleep as her hand instinctively reached for Teddy. Harry placed a silent kiss on Ginny's head as she took the back of her hand and felt the toddler's forehead.

"When did his fever break?" she whispered.

"About an hour ago," Harry replied. "How are you?"

"Better now that I've gotten some sleep. You want me to take him so you can get some rest?"

Harry shook his head, careful not to wake the sleeping boy. "No, I'm fine."

"You're still thinking about what Andromeda said."

Harry looked down at his wife, her face still buried in his chest. It always amazed him how she seemed to know exactly what was on his mind without even having to look at him. "Yes," he said, just barely audible.

Ginny rolled off him gently and propped herself up on her elbow. She moved her hand to Teddy's soft, red curls and brushed a few out of his face. That little boy had become part of their world since arriving back at the Burrow the summer after the war. They had standing dates to watch him every two weeks, which Harry continued even after Ginny went back to finish her seventh year at Hogwarts, and they often found themselves visiting or volunteering to babysit in between. He was the ring bearer in their wedding, he came to every quidditch match, he and Harry were her life. But she knew her husband's hesitation did not lie with how much he loved and cared for their godson.

"I know, I didn't know Remus as well as you did," Ginny started. "But I did know Tonks quite well," she smiled, "I mean, she did ask me to be his godmother. But I think this is what she would have wanted."

Harry let his head fall back on the pillow and closed his eyes. "I just keep going back to when I was little, I was so desperate for a family, but I never wanted anyone to replace my mum and dad."

"I don't think either of us are trying to replace his mom or dad," Ginny replied softly. "All of us, you, me, Andromeda, we just want what's best for him."

"But wouldn't it be best for him to stay with his grandmother?" he continued so quietly, he wasn't really sure how Ginny could hear him at all. "I mean, at least she's-"

"What?" Ginny questioned, and even at a whisper, Harry could hear the sharper edge behind her voice. "At least she's his real family? You of all people, Harry Potter, should know that blood is that last thing that makes a family a family."

Harry closed his eyes again, feeling silly and stupid. "You're right," he admitted. "I just, I don't want to take him away from Andromeda. He's all she has left too."

Ginny continued to let her hand rub circles on the little boy's back. The subject of what would happen to Teddy once Andromeda got older was a subject they had breached before, but it became all the more real when she called Tuesday to see if they could take him for an emergency visit since she had come down with the flu. They agreed without hesitation, even though they realized it would probably mean them all contacting the sickness at some point. Upon Harry going to pick him up, he peaked in on Andromeda to make sure there was nothing else he could get her. It was then that she had admitted, with tears in her eyes, that it might be time to look into a different living arrangement for the young boy. "I love him with all my heart," she had said. "But you tend to forget the energy of a three-year old, and it's something this old witch is struggling to keep up with."

Harry stayed with her for a while after that, holding her hand as she cried, and reassuring her that he knew she loved Teddy and that they could find a solution that would benefit all of them. He suggested letting them take him for a few extra days, giving her some extra time to rest, and she gratefully agreed.

"And you're scared," Ginny said knowingly. "The great defeater of Voldemort, afraid of raising a three-year old."

He smiled at her jesting, but nodded in agreement. "I am terrified," he admitted. "For a lot of different reasons. I never had a dad who was around. I don't know what I'm doing."

"And you think I do?" Ginny smiled. "I might have grown up with a mum and a dad, but that doesn't mean I know how to be one. But did you know what you were doing when you came to the Chamber of Secrets to save me? Or when you went off destroying those horcruxes?"

"No," Harry shook his head sheepishly.

"Exactly," Ginny smiled. "We'll figure it out."

Harry nodded.

"There's something else," Ginny prodded. "Come on. Let's get it all out now."

"It's selfish," Harry admitted.

Ginny gasped teasingly. "Harry Potter having selfish thoughts? Should I call the Daily Prophet? Or a healer?"

"We've been married less than a year," Harry pointed out. "And I don't know about you, but I've quite enjoyed this honeymoon stage. I love our Teddy visits, but I also really love it when it's just you and me."

"I quite love it too, Potter," Ginny winked at him enticingly. "But it's not like we're giving all that up completely. We'd still get those moments. Might have to work a little harder to find them, but we'd still get them."

Harry nodded in agreement.

"Hey," Ginny whispered still seeing the gears turning behind Harry's eyes. "I know that you feel this insane amount of pressure to do right by Teddy and Remus and Tonks, but you are. Teddy is loved, taken care of, and safe whether he's with Andromeda or with us. We have time. This isn't something that needs to be decided right now. Maybe we start taking him once a week to give Andromeda a little more help?"

"You're right," Harry agreed.

"Come again? I didn't catch that."

"You're right," Harry repeated grudgingly. "Happens every once in a blue moon."

"I'm going to make tea," Ginny stretched and sat up careful not to disturb the boy. "Want anything?"

"I'm good for now, thanks," Harry replied.

Ginny placed a final kiss first on Teddy's forehead, then Harry's before fetching her dressing gown and disappearing to the kitchen.

Harry let the weight of his thoughts escape in a deep sigh as he rubbed the young boy's back. Teddy's face remained buried securely in Harry's chest. His sweet little fists, clinging to Harry's shirt as if it were a security blanket. "You know, Ginny was right about a few things, mate," he whispered to the sleeping boy. "Family is so much more than sharing genetics or a last name. You have a lot of people who love you and care about you. Your mum and dad, your grandmum," he continued, "All the Weasleys. And Ginny and me. And when you have people who love you like that, they don't ever leave you really. We'll be here for you." He let his head drop a bit and kissed Teddy on the head. "Always."

This has been saved on my hard drive for a while now, and while it isn't my favorite thing I've ever written, I needed to be done with it. I do love the idea of this quiet moment between Harry and Ginny. As always, follows, favorites and reviews are welcome and appreciated as well as requests for future pairings/prompts. I have bits and pieces of chapters I'm slowly putting together while my kiddos sleep - a few different Harry/Ginny prompts and Ron's reaction to Rose's dating as requested by chemrunner57. Thank you all! Until next time...