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Written for; Button Bonanza, Green 14. "You're hurt." and Disney, C3. Write about a protective father.

Word Count - 438


Kiss It Better


Harry raced down the garden, his heart in his mouth. Albus' cries sounded in his ears. His son lay on the grass, sobbing as he clutched at his leg.

"You're hurt, where are you hurt?" Harry asked, falling to his knees.

"I fell, Daddy," Albus sobbed. His jeans were a little torn, and Harry could see a a graze beneath the material.

His heart rate slowly returning to a steady beat, he scooped Albus up in his arms and started back to the house, careful so he didn't jostle the little boy too much.

Ginny stood by the back door, a fond look on her face as Harry approached. Harry ignored her smirk and carried Albus inside, laying him down carefully on the sofa. He pulled the jeans off him and checked over the graze.

Albus' cries had tapered off, but he let out a yell when Ginny came up behind Harry and swiped the graze with a disinfectant wipe. She handed Harry the plaster she'd fetched with her.

"It's all fine, Albie," Harry murmured. "Daddy will kiss it better and put a plaster on it, and it'll be all fine."

Albus nodded, and Harry followed through on his words, smiling when the little boy grinned up at him. Ginny returned to the room with a fresh pair of jeans and Harry helped Albus into them.

Within minutes, Albus was wiggling from Harry's arms and scampering back out to the garden. Harry followed on, sitting at the kitchen table where he had a full view of the garden.

"You're so protective," Ginny murmured, standing behind him and wrapping her arms around his neck. "I thought it might have worn off a little, after all the bumps and scrapes James gets."

Harry shrugged, lifting her hand to press a kiss to the back of it. "I want them to know that we'll always be there if they need us. They'll never feel alone like I did growing up, you know? They'll always know that they're loved."

"I know, sweetheart," Ginny replied. "I hope you're ready to expand that love though. We'll have another one to worry about falling over soon."

Harry twisted his neck to look up at her, his smile taking over his face. "Really? Already?"

Ginny kissed him soundly. "Uh huh. Already."

"Are you going to be okay?" he asked, a little concerned about the effect on her body, to have three consecutive pregnancies so close together.

"I'll be fine," she assured him. "Besides, it just means you've got another nine months of back rubs and cravings to deal with."

Harry kissed her again. "I can't wait."