Author's Note:
Dear Readers,
Sorry about the long wait, during track season things have been hectic since I'm a freshmen and since I'm still adjusting—the updating has been pressed back a little. But now, I should be right on track with a weekly update since my resent writers block and busy schedule seem to have cleared. Also, I'm going to be re-editing the past few chapters (maybe, maybe not). But don't worry; there won't be much of a change.
Much Love,
Wishes On A Star
LiLAzNGrL
.No, this was not Beta-read.
Chapter Thirteen: The Infamous Potter
A sound knock was on her door as she was tucking Lillian into her bed. After what Draco had said about Lucious Malfoy she couldn't bare to have Lillian alone, even for a moment. Even in the bathroom she would wait for her, while having her ear pressed against the door to hear if something sounded out of place. Breathing in deeply, Lillian stirred and rolled over away from Eddie, the teddy bear, and clutched onto a bunched up part of her blanket. With a smile she pushed away Lillian's hair off her face.
I wouldn't be able to take it if something did happen to you, she thought. She pursed her lips and then notice the doorknob slowly began to turn. Being slightly paranoid, Ginny grabbed her wand that sat on her tabletop. Her eyes watched as the door cracked open slightly and in a small whisper she heard, "Ginny?"
She stiffened. Harry.
The door opened even wider and there Harry stood. His eyes locking with hers, she breathed in shakily as she took him in. The light in the hallway hit against him and cast a ghostly shadow onto the floor. She looked down onto the bed as her hands twisted nervously. "Gin?" he asked causing her head to snap back up, "Can I talk with you?" she pursed her lips and a look of worry crossed his face. "Y- you don't have to talk," he said clearing his throat, "just…listen."
She looked back at Lillian before getting up and walking up to him. She looked up at him and a small smile formed on his lips, a nervous smile. Ginny smiled back and before she lost her common mind she hugged him. Her arms wrapping around his neck while her face pressed against his neck. "I'm sorry," she muttered as she felt his arms wrap around her, shakily. "I'm so sorry," she repeated.
Harry pulled away. As he stepped back, he didn't look her in the eye. "Let's talk in the hallway. Wouldn't want Lil's to wake."
An odd feeling of pain flooded into her chest as she nodded before closing the door so that a slight crack separated them from Lillian. Her eyes widened slightly at the look of him. He hadn't shaved, his face looked paler then usual, and it didn't look like he had slept in ages. "Harry-"
"Don't," he said raising his hand to stop her. She pursed her lips and he met her eye, "you don't know how hard it was to…I think I've gone mad, Gin. I just…not seeing you…I can't," he looked away from her and released a shaky sigh. She took a step towards him and he raised his hand again, stopping her. He shook his head slightly, "you are the most complicated person to love, you know that?" he asked.
"Harry, I-"
He covered her mouth before letting his hand drop onto her cheek and caressing it gently. He pushed back a piece of her hair and Ginny's heart began to break. "Every day," he whispered, "every bloody day, I wish that you would at least…consider me instead of him. I just need to know…will it ever come?" he asked, a desperate look in Harry's eyes.
Her brown eyes widened slightly at the thought of choosing now. How could she? Yes, she cared for Harry, that much was true. But, hadn't she said before she hadn't fancied him? However, hadn't Harry said the same exact thing to her yet came out saying her loved her a while later? She pursed her lip and leaned onto the wall nearby. Straining her ears, she hoped the Lillian would wake, just for an excuse.
"I don't…I can't say, Harry." She stuttered, breathing in deeply she closed her eyes. The feeling of her acting like a kid came over her. She squeezed her eyes tightly and fisted both her hands as she exhaled and inhaled a shaky breath. Half-expecting it, Harry pulled her into a tight hug. His face burying into her hair while one hand slid up her hair and fisted it and the other wrapped tightly around her waist. Her throat felt dry as she wrapped her arm around his neck, together they held one another tightly, afraid of what would happen if they were to let go. Memories flooded Ginny about Harry that made her heart wrench causing a sob to escape.
Harry bending for hours helping Lillian learn how to walk while Ginny took a break from it. Harry reading Lillian bedtimes stories until he fell asleep so she would have to wake him so he could go home before finally placing Lillian to bed. Harry grinning when Lillian said, "Rarry," while trying to say his name. Harry and her making dinner together. Harry and her just lying in bed next to each other, exhausted from taking care of Lillian all day. Harry bringing Lillian presents for her birthday, Christmas, and sometimes when he would be gone longer then usual. Harry just being there, with her and Lillian. Harry…just being Harry.
Ginny snapped out of her memories when Harry started to shake. Ginny blinked and felt a tear roll down her cheek. Pushing Harry away from her neck slightly, she wiped his tears away although a blush came to his face and he tried pushing her hands away. Being stubborn, she cupped his head and he stared down at her. His eyes dark; hungry. A shiver ran down her spine as she dropped her hands and looked down. He released her and with quick long breaths, stepped away from her.
"If…when you finally reach being together with…him, let me say good-bye to Lillian." Harry said, looking over her bedroom door and into the crack that separated him from Lillian. "I wouldn't be able to…" his voice died and he looked back onto the ground.
"What- what if I don't choose him? What if I choose…you?" she asked. Harry's head snapped up his eyes shining brightly. Harry came close to her again although Ginny open her mouth to continue, Harry, once again, placed a hand on her mouth. Once he thought she would firmly stay quiet he leaned over and kissed her. Pouring, everything. She returned the kiss, her knees growing weak against the passion in his kiss. Slowly, she raised her arms to his hair and gave a soft sigh at how soft it felt. His hold around her waist and in her hair tightened.
A soft cry of a child having a nightmare, made them pull away with a shock. Before Ginny could rush into the room, Harry rushed into the room first. Pulling her wand out, Ginny lit her room and walked toward her bed in which held her shaky daughter who whimpered in Harry's arms. "Mummy," she whimpered. Instinctively Ginny reached over and took hold of her daughter's hand in hers. Hoping that her daughter, even while sleeping, knew that she was here. Soon the whimpers, came to a quiet causing a relived feeling to go through Ginny before she met Harry's eyes and smiled a small giggle escaping. Harry grinned back, before chuckling softly before adjusting himself so he could sit with his back against Ginny's headboard and hold Lillian's sleeping form.
"Can I stay?" he whispered, his eye staring at Lillian.
Ginny looked down at Lillian too, her eyes softened a great deal before nodding. "Put her in the middle," Ginny whispered, before eyeing Harry. "You're going to sleep like that?"
Harry shrugged, "well, I usually sleep without anything but I highly doubt that you-"
"Harry," she said, warningly before softening again when Harry tossed her a smile.
"Kidding."
Raising her chin, arrogantly, she sniffed. "Right."
Without another word, Ginny walked over to the closet and reached up for an extra pillow. All the while, it lifted her shirt high enough for a glimpse of her stomach. Looking over her shoulder, she was about to ask Harry if it was alright if he slept without a pillow case but what caused her to stop was when she saw his eyes had darkened again while looking at her. Feeling a heated blush crawl up her neck she just grabbed the pillow and stood straight again. Harry lifted his gaze back to her face. Smirking, she threw the pillow at him where she gained a grunt.
"If you want," Ginny said, as she lied down next to Lillian with Eddie squished in-between them. "You could sleep in your shorts instead."
"My…? Are you sure?" he asked, raising a sceptical eyebrow. Yawning, Ginny nodded and closed her eyes sleepily as she placed a protective arm around her daughter. She could hear a faint sound of clothes ruffling before she drifted off into a deep slumber.
A soft giggle woke her up in the morning, which was closely followed by a loud shush. "you'll wake your mum," Harry's voice filled her ears as she blinked open her eyes before stretching leisurely. "Too late," Harry said in a mock disapproving tone. "Now, your in trouble."
"No, you trouble," Lillian retorted as Ginny turned over and saw that they had took out her crayons and markers and were drawing on parchment. Lillian looked over to her and grinned, "look! Uncle Harry here!"
Ginny smiled, sleepily before looking at Harry who was watching her with guarded eyes. "I know, Lillian." She said, before looking back at her daughter. "Are you hungry yet?"
Lillian shook her head before picking up the parchment she was drawing on and putting it in front of Ginny's face. "This Uncle Harry," Lillian said. She pointed at a scribbled figure and continued, "that him like a 'oink, oink.'"
"Oh it's beautiful, Lillian!" Ginny gushed before patting down her ruffled hair affectionately. "I think you picked the perfect animal for him." Ginny said, grinning which caused Lillian to giggle behind her hand before going back to the crayons and drawing.
"Funny, Gin," Harry said dryly.
Ginny grinned, while pushing back a lock of red hair. "So, Mr. Potter, what did you draw?"
A twinge of pink was evident on Harry's face before he muttered, "nothing special."
Somewhat reluctant, Ginny rose out of bed and walked over to the drawing spot. "Can I see?" she asked, sitting on her knees.
"I don't think you should," Harry said pointing the drawing behind his back.
"It pretty!" Lillian said, her eyes wide that he wasn't going to show her mum. "Mummy, daddy Harry draw you!"
While, Lillian had said this Ginny shoved Harry onto the floor which causing him to grunt and move away from her so that she wouldn't be able to reach the picture. Shifting her movements, Ginny reached up and somehow moved so she was on Harry. Her red hair fell on either side of her so it created a small barrier. Harry arched his back so that the picture lied under him. Finally, he realised their position and met her eyes and she was shocked at the sudden look of affection shining in his eyes. Freezing up, Harry placed a hand on her cheek before pressing it on her neck and pulling her down for a small chaste kiss.
When they pulled away he smirked and licked her lips causing Ginny to blush before rolling off. Harry sat up, momentarily forgetting about the picture which gave Ginny a chance to reach for it. Finally getting it in her hands, Harry shot a hand to get it away from her but Lillian got him from behind which cause Ginny to giggle before finally looking at the picture. It was definitely a picture of her and indeed it was beautiful with only a decolouring out of the lines. Biting her lip, Ginny watched as the now animated drawing of her slept soundly. Her hair fanned out against the pillow with the sun hitting it just right to make it glow like fire. Her lips parted as a hand was tucked under her head.
Looking up, Ginny saw that Harry had pinned Lillian to the ground who was going into peels of laughter. A small smile crossed her features, maybe Harry was better for her. But, did her heart say that as well? Merlin, she thought as she pulled her knees to her chest and watched Lillian and Harry colour one another back and forth, I hope so.
Author's Note:
So? Do you hate or love the twist I put in? Don't worry, will have Draco coming in soon.
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