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Summary- Harry and Ginny one-shot fic [Fluff] Harry and Ginny's life after the War, getting ready to go to Ron and Hermione's place for dinner. But they seem to be getting ready for more than that!
Title: My Phoenix
Chapter: Epilogue
-Eight Years Later-
Ginny stood, watching the snow fall from the kitchen window. The night was cold and the sky was a deep sapphire with dancing snowflakes in the air, then slowly falling to rest on the roofs. A faint involuntary smile spread on her lips as she swam with her trance. The muffled sounds coming from the living room stood distant.
Four little hands pushed a raven-haired man into the room, snapping her from her revere. She looked at her husband; maybe he had grown a bit mature over the years, she thought. She looked into his lucent eyes, to his messy oh-so-father-like hair, then green sweater she had made for him the previous winter. Yes, she had taken after her mother in something besides her temper.
"Honey, I was, well, the kids were, were wondering if-" Harry stammered cautiously. She could see two figures behind him urging Harry to continue.
"Yes, Harry? What were you wondering?" Ginny asked sweetly, knowing exactly how this would end.
"Er-" he said before turning his head back. "Guys, a little help here!"he whispered wildly, making Ginny laugh out loud.
"Come on now." Harry cleared his throat and opened his mouth but was quickly silenced by the two children behind him. They stepped forward, their hands hold Harry's whispering, 'Great job, dad.' sarcastically. Harry pouted before they spoke.
"Mum, we were wondering if we can play in the snow!"
"Mum, it's fresh! Look, look outside, it's fresh!"
"We'll come back, as soon as we finish-"
"Making a snowman!"
"Mum!" Ginny, overwhelmed by the bombard of pleads, shook her head.
"Stop!" she said, putting a hand up making everyone in the room quiet. "One at a time, please. Seth, Evie, what do you have to say?" she said, looking at both her children. Seth, a eight-year old boy stood like his father. The sharp features of his face reflected his father, yet the messy hair was not black, Ginny smiled mentally, it was a intensified red like a cherry at dawn. The soft chocolate eyes of amber from her and the rosy cheeks leaving everyone with a smile. He stood next to his six year old sister, Evelyn, who was a true image of her father. The long black hair swept her shoulders and sea green eyes stared back at her.
"Mum, it's snowing! Can we go outside and make a snowman?" Seth asked with a squeaky voice with Evie flashing her puppy eyes.
"Oh mum! Please!" they both said. Harry glanced at the begging children before he saw Ginny's face with amusement.
"Yeah mum, please!" he whined with his kids. His wife stood serious for a moment, then let out a sigh of her yielding.
"Oh, alright, but as soon as you make a snow man, come back in, we have tp go to Uncle Ron's." she said. Seth and Evie jumped up and down with excitement before running off to prepare for the elements. They ran past their father, who smiled at her. Her eyes rested on him just before he motioned towards her into an embrace. Ginny leaned on his broad shoulders and took in some of his radiating heat. He butterfly kissed her neck lightly towards her mouth. Ginny shivered at the sudden connection and dug her fingers into his silky hair. He lingered on the corner of her lips before sweeping her into a deep kiss that lasted until they heard the happy squeals from their children outside. They both broke apart just in time to look through the window to see Seth sneak up behind Evie and throw a huge snow ball at her. Ginny giggled and settled her head back on Harry's shoulder.
"Sometimes I like Seth it too much like you." she said. Harry rested his head on her's, feeling Ginny smile.
"And you say it like it's a bad thing." he said, sounding hurt. Suddenly the fire in the corner gave a loud crackle as Ron's head popped in it.
"Oh god, Harry, do you have to snog my sister every time I see you?" Harry smirked as he let go Ginny and settled into a chair, an arm still around her waist.
"Hey, it's not my fault you come at the wrong times!" he said, making Ginny's brother roll his eyes.
"So, big brother, you ready for the Potters to come over?" Ginny said, crossing her arms, watching Ron's hair bend in with the fire. He opened his mouth but another crack sounded then Hermione's head appeared beside his.
"We sure are Ginny! Christian is itching to show Seth his new toy broomstick." she said, smiling.
"Hey 'Mione." Harry and Ginny said, looking at the couple. Harry smiled when he thought of Christian, Ron's son. He certainly had been much like his mother, begging Ron to buy him books. But he also got Ron's infatuation of Quidditch, he even caught the Snitch before Harry in a game once. Harry smiled wider at the thought of Ron and Hermione being together, finally.
"Hey guys! I haven't seen you in so long! How is Evie? And Seth? Oh, it'll be such a wonderful weekend! I assure you'll love it here-" she began, but Ron cut her off.
"Ok 'Mione, they get the point!" Hermione narrowed her eyes at him then snapped back to Harry.
"Harry, I just wanted to say before you come, no emergencies at all this weekend!" she exclaimed. Harry sighed.
"Hermione, you know, being an Auror, it-"
"Shush Ron, I know that being an Auror really requires full dedication, but not in my house!" she said, the last bit to Harry.
"Don't worry Hermione, " Ginny said, putting a hand on Harry's chest, "He's not going away this time, I'm sure of it!" she said, reassuring her best friend. Hermione smiled, " Good thing, I made a lot of food." she said before a pause. "Anyway, it's time for Christian's bathe so I'll see you both in an hour! Bye!" she said before another popping around and her head disappeared.
"Well, best be off mate, 'Mione doesn't like it when there's no one to dry her off afterwards. Bye."
"Bye." Harry and Ginny repeated as Ron to went away. They sighed and looked at each other again.
"Mrs. Potter, how can you be so sure that I will stay?" Harry asked playfully pushing his hand through her hair. Ginny put her hand on his arm and breathed in the moment.
"Because, Mr. Potter, you wouldn't want to leave your poor wife alone in the streets on Paris with handsome men, would you now?" she asked, just as mischievously. Harry chuckled, cupping her face in his hands.
"No I would not." he said, their noses linking together. Crash, slam, crash. Seth and Evelyn came running back the kitchen, their faces eager and flushed from the cold. Ginny looked proudly at her kids as they came rushing through the door.
"Mummy! Daddy! Come and see the snow angels we made!" Evelyn said, grabbing hold of Harry's hand and Seth Ginny's. Harry laughed and picked Evelyn up on his shoulders and went to the door. He paused at the door with an enthusiastic Evelyn in his arms.
"Are you coming?" he asked. Ginny blinked and held tight to Seth's hand and stepping for Harry.
"Come on mummy!" he urged her before the four of them stepped out into the night.
Harry smiled at Ginny as Seth threw a snow ball at her. Evelyn and her brother both attacked their mother to the snow crested ground. My phoenix, he whispered, my phoenix.
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