Hey everyone! This one is just small and (hopefully) sweet, because you all had to wait so long. The next one is already almost done and I PROMISE it's Lily's view of her kidnapping.

Love

Ginny Stark shifted her back a little, careful not to jostle her newborn daughter and disturb her blissful nursing. She was so tiny. So small and squishy. Had her other kids been this small? Ginny didn't believe it possible, but her healer had actually claimed she was the biggest of her children. Memory truly was a funny thing.

When Ginny tried to adjust her back again, probt up against the bed's headboard and a whole bunch of pillows, Harry reached out to carefully stabilize her and rearrange one of the pillows and her blanket.

He looked almost as tired as she felt, but his beautiful green eyes were sparkling with happiness and tender love and every time she looked at him, Ginny almost forgot how tender, achy and just plain exhausted she was.

Thank Merlin for healers, she thought. If she had to go through healing after giving birth WITHOUT magic, she would probably have stopped after Emmy.

With Emmy she had been in labour for over 40 hours and prepared to jump out of a window to make it stop. Afterwards she had slept so deeply, she hadn't even noticed the healer bringing in Emmy to nurse.

Jimmy had come into the world like he did everything: with a bang. He had been two weeks early and Ginny had been doing some shopping in a local supermarket, both Teddy and Emmy with with her, when her water broke.

It had all gone so fast, someone had called an ambulance and before Ginny knew what happened, Jimmy had been born at Raigmore Hospital.

Alec on the other hand had been her little worry child. The pregnancy had been difficult and dangerous. She had spend much of it in bed, with Harry taking time off and eventually completely resigning from field work and taking a desk job instead. Alec, too, had been early. Tiny and sickly, but he had pulled through. Her strong little boy.

And now here she was, this tiny little baby in her arms. Not even 30 yet, but a mother of five. Life was so weird sometimes.

Carefully she brushed over the baby's head. She was bald. That was new. Maybe this one wouldn't inherit her father's wild, unstoppable hair.

"I am ready.", Ginny proclaimed and looked at her husband expectandly. The children were staying at the Burrow, but they'd be back in the morning and their little sister should have a name by then.

Harry reached over the side of the bed and came back with a small notebook, opening it right in the middle, where they had written the possible girls names.

They had given up picking a name in advance. Somehow they needed to meet the little human, before settling them with something so important as a name.

Emmy had been stubborn and strong. She had practically demanded to be named after Harry's Aunt Peggy, who had MADE men listen to her. And his Mom, who had the quiet strength to deal with everything.

Jimmy was impatient, eager and mischievous. He had practically named himself, too.

Alec… Alec had deserved a strong name, that was only his. He had fought right from the start. So Alexander. Alec. And Arthur. For his quietly strong grandfather.

And now here they were again.

What did this little one look like?

"Amber.", Harry started, leaning forward.

"Mh," Ginny sighed, "does she look like an Amber to you?"

"To be fair, she looks like a Bruce or Willis to me.", Harry grinned, carefully placing his hand on his daughter's head, "But should she turn out to be a redhead, Amber would be… cruel."

"Was that a joke about bald people I don't understand?", Ginny asked, raising one eyebrow.

"Mmmmmmaybe.", Harry admitted, a goofy smile on his face.

"Then I vote Jean. Like Jean-Luc."

Harry stared at her for a second, before laughing out loud, "So you HAVE been joining Teddy in front of the TV!"

Then he kissed her tenderly and rested his head on her shoulder, still watching the tiny girl in her arms, drinking slowly.

"Grace?", Ginny offered, then shook her head, "Lily."

"What?", Harry looked at her, dumbfounded. They had discussed Lily as a middle name. For the mother that had loved him so much, she had died for him. Saving all of them.

"I think I got it. The whole time I've been looking at her, I… I've been thinking of how much I love her. Not about how strong or fierce or eager she is. Just… I look at her and I just feel… love. Lily. That name means love to me. Molly does, too. But Percy has us all beat there."

"Teddy, Emmy, Jimmy, Alec and Lily.", Harry declared, "Lily Stark. It's a good name. And I have an idea about her middle name."

"Shoot."

"Luna."

This time at was Ginny's turn to look at him with a question in her eyes, "Lily Luna. We'd have another alliteration. Margaret Maria, Alexander Arthur… we might look crazy."

"We are rich and famous. Eccentric, yes, but never crazy."

"I like the name. I'm not saying no. And I love Luna. She's family. I just want to know why."

"For the reasons you just named. We love Luna. She is family. She belongs to us and it doesn't matter, if we are related by blood or not. She will be little Lily's aunt any way. Lily Luna, the two kinds of love that matter. The one born through family and blood and the one that emerged from friendship, common values and shared suffering.", Harry declared, "It's a promise. To Luna, that she will always be part of this family and to Lily. That she is loved and always will be."

Ginny felt tears well up in her eyes. Harry was right. Family and love didn't have to mean blood. Especially not in their family. Just like her parents had decided to take in Harry and Tony after their parents had died. Like they had adopted Teddy out of love. Like Maria Stark had loved Harry with all her heart. And Luna, her best friend, who had the biggest heart of them all. Who loved unconditionally and never judged people unfairly.

"Lily Luna Stark.", Ginny proclaimed with conviction.

"And don't worry, Little Lily Luna,", Harry added, stroking her soft, red cheek, "I will buy you the best bonnets in the world. And should it become necessary, 3000 wigs or a hair transplant. Or you can stay bald. We love you, always."