Author's Note: I am so sorry for not updating for such a long time.. I was still am swamped with work and was trying to focus on one story.. But will try to update an chapter here..thanks for being patient with me and in some cases not emailing me every day hehe.. Your comments are as always appreciated

Disclaimer: Yup still the same

Chapter 7 Harry's Angel

" Why is the snow so white Gin?" asked Harry, lying down on the bench near the lake with his head on his wife's lap.

"Hmm..cause it's just freshly fallen?" she replied, thinking about it.

"Why is the moon so bright?" he asked again after a while.

"Cause it's full moon Harry," Ginny said patiently, smiling slightly as she stared up at the starry night above them.

" Why do you feel so warm and safe Gin?" Harry asked again, in a very vulnerable voice.

Ginny's heart went out to him, as she stroked his hair sifting her fingers through the fine locks.She knew Harry didn't really want that answered. It was one of those moments where he just wanted to be held, and experience moments of childhood that he was robbed off.

After a few moments in a much more collected voice he asked, " Do you think Remus is doing alright Gin?"

" I hope so love," Ginny replied, sighing and truely wishing that their friend was doing ok.

It was the day before school opened after winter break. They were enjoyiingthe last few hours of solace amongst themselves. Christmas had been wonderful. Aside, from Hermione's constant questions to find out the mystery regarding Harry, the experience was very pleasant.

They had all gone to the burrow. Ginny had suppressed her tears when her mother had hugged Harry and each of her brothers. She missed hugging her mum. She missed her jumper that was made for her. Her heart tightened when she saw that her mum had still made one for her, it was hidden deep below the presents but she knew. It was blue. She always like blue. And she could see the initials of her name on it.

Her dad had mentioned her at the table when they sat down for turkey dinner, claiming it had been her favourite meal of the year. Every one had toasted to her happiness where ever her spirit may be, including Harry whose hands she had been holding at that moment. He had given her a smile, when no one was looking. She had felt tears well up in her eyes, as she noticed her dad looking sadly at her photograph. She wished she could hug him and tell him that his little girl was right there.

She hadlaughed at the jokes, that Fred and George shared from their store. The big moment came after the presents when Hermione and Ron hadannounced they were pregnant and named Harry the child's godfather.

She could tell her husband was overwhelmed at the gesture from his friends, although it was rather expected looking at the closeness the three of them shared.

"Congrats Guys! I am so happy for you," he hadtold them smiling, truly happy for his friends. " Though I must say, both you and Remus might cost a bundle on my pockets when I get brooms for my god children," he had joked.

" Harry James Potter! Don't you even be thinking of that until he is atleast twelve years old!" Hermione had exclaimed, with her hands on her hips.

" Twelve! Hermione give the child a break!" Ron hadcountered.

"Now Ronald Weasley," Hermione began, but stopped when every one hadburst out laughing. The twins snorted into their drinks.

"This is without the kid being born, Can you imagine them once he/she arrives in this world?" Fred hadsaid clutching his stomach from laughing.

Everyone hadlaughed some more. Her mother had packed Harry tons of food to take home. "Take care of yourself won't you dear?" she said handing him the bundle.

" I will mum," he hadreplied. Her mum had burst into tears at that and hugged him.

" That was nice," Ginny had told him when they had returned back to Hogwarts.

" I meant it," Harry had said simply kissing her softly. " She is the only mother I have known."

" Gin I wanted to get you something, but I didn't know," he hadstarted but Ginny, had placed her finger on his lips.

" Shh, that's alright Harry I understand. At the moment I am not exactly the easiest person to give a gift to," she hadchuckled slightly. " I couldn't really get something for you either Harry, except for chocolate frogs that I ordered from owl post."

Harry hadchuckled himself. " You are impossible," he said smiling. " You are the best present I could ask for,"

" O so you view me as an object now Mr. Potter?" she hadasked mischievously.

"Absolutely! You are the object of my affection Mrs. Potter," Harry hadretorted.

" Prat," she had said chuckling but kissed him anyway.

She smiled as she remembered that moment.

"What are you smiling about?" Harry asked from her lap.

"Christmas," she replied.

"O," he said smiling himself.

" I will miss this tomorrow," he said, sighing into her lap.

" What are you on about Potter I am bugging you in every class!" she said meaning her words.

Her husband chortled, he knew his wife would do just that. And he would love every moment of it.

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