Harry found himself standing outside a very pretty house. He couldn't help but hope he lived here. The house was a multi-storied white cottage. There was even a picket fence.
As Harry made his way to the door, he noticed toys scattered about the yard.
Harry smiled, yes, this must be his home.
Harry walked into the house. As he looked around he began to wonder how much time had passed since the twins birth.
"Harry, is that you?" Ginny called from the next room.
"Yes, I'm home." Harry had followed her voice into the kitchen. She had her back to him, and he noticed she was preparing dinner.
"Daddy, Daddy, your home." Harry saw a blur run toward him out of the corner of his eyes. He stumbled as his boys ran into him.
Harry heard Ginny laugh. "Boys, let your daddy catch his breath."
The boys stepped back from Harry and he was able to get a good look at them. They looked to be about six years old. "I hope you have been good for your mum today." Harry couldn't help but smile as the boys looked nervous. Obviously they had been up to some mischief.
Harry was stunned to realize he could tell them apart so easily. James' eyes were very bright green. They made his face light up.
"Daddy, we have been very good, it was Lily that was bad today," answered James.
As Harry was wondering who Lily was, a cry came from the table. Harry spun around and saw the most beautiful little girl he had ever laid his eyes on.
Lily was crying, but only because she was mad. She was looking at Harry and had her arms up in the air. She wanted her Daddy, and she wanted him now.
Ginny was laughing full out now. Harry looked up at her after he took Lily out of her baby chair. He froze when his eyes traveled over her. She was six years older than the last time he saw her. But, she didn't look older. She was the most gorgeous women Harry had ever seen. Her hair was long and her eyes sparkled. His eyes grew wide as he noticed her belly. She was pregnant.
Harry felt himself being drawn to her. He walked across the room, with Lily still in his arms, and pulled Ginny to him. He leaned down and kissed her passionately.
"Ewww," yelled the twins as they ran from the room.
Harry and Ginny smiled as they continued to kiss. Harry's hand rested on Ginny's belly. He broke their kiss as he watched his hand moving over Ginny's large belly.
"So, Have you been good today Gin?" Asked Harry as he continued to caress her belly.
"Always, you know that Harry," laughed Ginny.
Lily pulled Harry's face toward her and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Ginny smiled as she watched her daughter get her way. "She really has you wrapped around her finger, luv."
"Your right, I don't think I can refuse her anything. Just like her mum," smiled Harry.
"Prat," laughed Ginny.
After dinner that night, Harry helped Ginny get the kids ready for bed. He gave the twins their bath while Ginny took care of Lily.
Harry watched the boys sleep from the doorway. He couldn't describe what he was feeling right now. He had always longed for a family. Now he had one. The perfect family. Tears filled Harry's eyes, he couldn't believe that this could be his future. His heart ached for this. Everything he had gone through and would go through was worth it, as long as he could have the life he was living now.
Harry wiped away his tears as he left the boys room. He found Ginny in Lily's room. She was singing her to sleep. She was standing in front of the crib, swaying with Lily in her arms, singing a beautiful lullaby. Again, Harry had to fight back tears. The sight of Ginny, his pregnant wife, holding their daughter, was a wondrous sight.
Ginny laid the sleeping Lily down in her crib. As she made her way to Harry, she noticed he had tears in his eyes.
"Harry, are you ok?" She asked worriedly.
Harry pulled Ginny to him and wrapped his arms around her. "Yes, I'm just so very happy. Thank you so much Ginny. You have given me my greatest wish, the perfect family."
Ginny pulled back from Harry, "No Harry, it is you who has made our life complete and perfect."
Harry was about to kiss Ginny, but he was suddenly thrown out of the Weaver. He landed on the floor. He had the biggest smile on his face, he then noticed everyone in the room staring at him.