He walked into the living room to find Ginny curled up on the couch. The boys, as usual, were hyperactive before bed, and it wasn't easy getting them to sleep.
Ginny was staring off into space, lost in thought.
The third pregnancy had been harder on her than the first two. The Harpies were in the semifinals when they found out, and Ginny wanted to finish the season. Healers allowed pregnant players to continue till the end of the first trimester.
Lily didn't want to sleep for long spells either, whether it was inside Ginny's belly or after being born. Being born the smallest of all three didn't help assuage Harry and Ginny's concerns either.
He sat next to her and brought his arms around her. She immediately sank into him.
He pressed a kiss to her temple. "She needs time to settle. The boys surely did."
"I know," she sighed, "I'm not worried about that." She let out a chuckle. "She looks just like Jamie when she sleeps."
Harry closed his eyes and hummed. Lily looked a lot like Ginny, except for the mouth and eyelashes, which all three had the same of. So when they were little, they all looked the same, more or less, except for the eyes.
"I want to write about the DA."
This made Harry open his eyes suddenly.
"I know we gave interviews and all that, but lately, I want to tell everyone the whole story. How shitty it was at Hogwarts, how Death Eaters aren't the best of teachers, well, except for Barty Crouch Junior," she joked, as if they weren't talking about the worst year of their lives.
"You sure?" Harry asked apprehensively. Memories of how she would retreat into a shell whenever that topic was brought up flooded him. That summer, Ginny made him promise that he wouldn't ever tell Molly and Arthur the full extent of what happened at Hogwarts.
She nodded, not meeting his eyes. He tilted her chin up with his forefinger. "You don't have to, you know. Just because the tenth anniversary is coming up - "
"I'm not going to lie. That is a big part of the reason. But it's not the only one. I think it's time everyone knows, and we can start learning from it. Parents wouldn't want their children to go through anything like that. So, people will listen to it," she said firmly.
"Nothing's going to happen to them," he said, sensing her fears.
She moved fully onto his lap, and Harry rested his head on her shoulder. "I just worry."
"Me too," he replied.
After a few moments or maybe hours, she said, "The Daily Prophet offered me a full-time job."
He kissed her collarbone. "You're going to finish that book first, aren't you?"
"Exactly," she sighed as his mouth moved to her neck.
"I'll take a break for the next six months, then."
She stopped him. "You don't have to."
"I'm Head Auror," he smirked. "I can do what I want. Besides, Ron is more than capable." He continued what Ginny paused.
"I'll be fine with the kids. I'll have time for the book, too," she threaded her hands through his hair and pulled his mouth to hers. Before Harry could kiss her, she smirked and moved to nip at his earlobe.
"Ginny…."
"Besides," she peppered kisses all over his face, intentionally missing the lips. "I want all three kids' first word to be mama."
He gripped her hips. "So that's your plan, Mrs Potter. I caught you red-handed."
"Yep," she popped the p. "What are you going to do about it, Head Auror?"
Before Harry could reply, Lily started crying, causing them to break apart.
"I'll go check on her," he said, and Ginny slid off.
"She still won't be saying dada first," she called after him.
He turned around and smirked, "We'll see."
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