Daddy's Little Princess

Harry

Felicitas

He let his eyes roam the hall, couples were twirling around on the dance floor, while others were sitting at the small tables. Ron walked over, all the way holding hands with Hermione. Ron gave him a hug, eyes discretely searching for any sign of injury.

''Hey, mate. You like the big entrance, it is only the second dance.'' Ron said with a smile, while he was hugging Hermione. Ron greeted Neville and Harry answered sarcastically.

''You know me. Always the centre of attention.''

''My family sits over there, Ginny and Gwen are here as well.'' He pointed over his shoulder and Harry nodded, he turned towards his father.

''Dad, I go with Ron and say hello to his family.''

''Sure, have fun.'' He said, looking at him. Ron lead the way over to the crowd of redheads.

He addressed the parents first, as was tradition.

''Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley it is nice to see you again, the same to you of course.'' He gave a nod to Ron's brothers and felt a hand close around his arm. Ron tugged on it and he followed the movement.

''Come on, it is time you meet my favourite sister.'' Harry gave a short laugh. ''I was under the impression you only had one.''

Ron waved his hand dismissively. ''Details, details. Ginny this is my best mate Harry, Harry my little sister.''

He looked at the red-haired witch who sat straight-backed in the chair, a small girl held securely in her lap. Her forehead crinkled slightly, before she stood up and met his eyes. She had bright brown eyes. He could barely stop a gasp from escaping, the woman he had seen in Diagon Alley. The one he was still dreaming about. She had put her daughter on her hip.

''It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Weasley.'' He extended his hand and she did the same. He felt the softness of her skin and using his manners as perfect excuse he gave her a hand kiss. Her eyes were fluttering like butterflies and she looked a bit shocked. He wasn't sure if she heard Neville's greetings. He turned to Ron and poked his side, Ron looked utterly lost, not understanding his silent movement in Gwen's direction. He sighed and rolled his eyes. He smiled when he heard the little giggle.

''Since your uncle is incapable, I am Harry and you are?'' The little girl was a small version of her mother.

''Me Gwen.'' She said clear but quiet. ''A pleasure.'' He moved his fingers for more effect and a second later there was a white lily in his hands, he gave it to her. ''Oooo, dank yuu.''

Ginny cleared her throat, blushing a little. ''The pleasure is all mine.'' Harry smiled at her.

There was snickering in the background, Ron's twin brothers enjoying the embarrassment of their sister. That wouldn't do. He turned a little, so he was able to see them, but without losing focus of her. The both of them were pointing at her.

''Fred, George looks like you are healthy again, how delightful.'' Harry said loudly.

''What do you mean, Mr. Potter?'' Their mother asked, her eyes narrowing like only a mother's could.

''Oh, don't you know?'' He asked cheerfully, enjoying the frantic waving of the twins.

''The two got themselves into a tight spot last month, testing a new product. Something about boils in certain important areas.'' Molly's eyes grew wide and she rounded on Fred and George, making sure to keep quiet enough. Harry winked at Ginny and she smiled gratefully back at him. He would have to make sure that she smiled more often, because it was absolutely breathtaking.

A new song began. ''Ron, that is one of my favourites, can we dance?'' He heard Hermione ask. Ron sighed dramatically and rolled his eyes at Harry, mouthing the word 'woman'. He took her hand and they left.

Harry chuckled deep, before he caught her eyes again. ''Would you grace me with the honour of dancing with you?'' Please, say yes.

''She would love to, come on Gwenny come to your Granny, Mummy wants to dance.'' Molly answered instead of Ginny. Harry was having mixed feelings about that. He wanted Ginny to say yes, but at the same time this gave him the opportunity for a dance. The small witch wriggled in her arms, so she let her down and she went into the open arms of her grandmother.

''Ginny, it is very impolite to let Mr. Potter wait.'' The tone was getting sharper, although most people wouldn't have noticed it. The brown eyes were looking at him and she gave a small nod, he smiled back. He wanted her trust, so he had to make sure she didn't fear him. He turned his attention to her daughter.

''Can you do me a favour, princess?''

''Yeah.'' She breathed and nodded excitingly. He smiled again and shrugged out of his leather jacket. ''Can you hold that, while I dance with your Mummy?''

''Kay, Hawwy.'' He gave her the jacket and turned back to Ginny, once again a stunned look on her face, smiling he took her hand and lead her on the dance floor.

He layed his right hand on her waist and took her right in his left and they started twirling in circles. She avoided his gaze, eyes looking around the room and he heard her sigh, when she noticed the whispers. He let go of her hand and gently touched her chin. He tilted her head up till he saw those big chocolate brown eyes look up at him. He was lost in them for a second.

''Ignore them, they are just jealous.'' He said quietly and earned a nod in return, he was disappointed when she closed her eyes. ''Right, I can do that.''

''Wonderful.'' Her eyes were open again, he grinned and gave her a big twirl, she gave a little shriek of surprise, before he twirled her back in, she laughed heartily. ''Thanks, I guess I needed that.''

''You are welcome.'' They danced for a bit, before she addressed him.

''Can I ask you a question?'' She sounded too shy for a Gryffindor.

''Certainly.'' I wonder what you want to know?

''Why me? You could have asked any other girl.'' Her tone was so insecure.

''True. But I asked you, in the good hope you wouldn't say no.''

Her eyes widened and she looked incredulously at him. ''Of course I can't say no, you are from an old House.'' And what difference does that make?

''That is completely irrelevant. A woman always has the option of saying no to the man, which is the reason for us asking permission. I am yours for the rest of the ball if you will have me.'' Which I hope you do, but she shook her head, crushing his hope immediately.

''You don't mean that, you are just trying to sweet talk me.'' She bit her lower lip, testing his self-control. He chuckled, trying to ease the building tension.

''Maybe you should have a little talk with my parents, I'm sure it would be enlightening for you.''

''No, please, I didn't mean to insult you, I just don't trust men- I mean- I -'' Why was she so scared?

''I apologize, I didn't want to scare you. I realize I probably didn't make myself clear, what I wanted to say is that my father asked my mother out, exactly 947 times. She said no every single time from half way during fourth year up to seventh.'' Hopefully she would calm down now, he wanted her to enjoy the ball. Her mouth was slightly open, showing her surprise. He smiled again, he was doing that all the time now, because it seem to relax her, but at the same time simply because he enjoyed himself. The song came to an end and he pulled her close, her warm body fit so well against him. He could feel the rings on his necklace warming up, he needed to clear his head.

''When he asked for the 948 time, she said yes.'' Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a blonde woman approach them.

''Lord Heir Potter can I have the next dance?'' Harry noticed with utter dislike how she flutter her eyelashes in fake innocence and do a small curtsey. He turned his upper body to her, to keep up the minimum of manners, his hand stayed were it was, he didn't know what Ginny's decision would be, so he treasured every second.

''Miss Greengrass I'm afraid I promised myself to Miss Weasley already, I am only waiting for her affirmation.'' Shock wasn't a good combination with her still fluttering eyes, but his attention was solely focused on the red-haired woman. Her eyes found his and he just watch her, completely ignoring everyone else. Many emotions flickered in her eyes, too fast to really catch them all, but finally she answered, ending his torment with a simple clear. ''Yes.''

He gave her the biggest smile and happily turned towards the blonde.

''Miss Greengrass if you would excuse us.'' He gave a short nod and pulled Ginny back in for the slow dance that was just starting.

He could see the blond storming of to her friends, who waited at the edge of the dance floor, sitting at a table. She reached them and the talking started along with evil glares heading straight her way. He turned them both around and glared at the obnoxious women.

They danced for another two songs before he lead the way back to their table to grab a drink.

''What do you like?''

''Just a Butterbeer for me.'' He put that information away for later.

''Got it and you little one? You deserve a treat for keeping my jacket safe.'' The almost two-year-old looked just too cute, clutching his jacket like a teddy-bear.

''Gwen too.''

He raised his eyebrow and looked at Ginny. ''Just a pumpkin juice.'' Gwen pouted but stayed silent. ''Be back in a second.'' He and Ron left to get the drinks.

''The ball is pretty decent, huh?'' Ron asked calmly. ''Yeah, good work, Head boy.'' Harry grinned at him. ''Your sister is really nice, about time I meet her, with you telling me so much, it's good to have a face to all your stories now.'' He wouldn't mention his little meeting in the shop.

They walked back with the drinks in hand.

''Here we are.'' He handed Ginny the drink, he had chosen the same for himself. He put the juice on the table, knowing how fast accidents happened around small children.

''So when do you reckon it is safe to leave?'' Ron asked Harry. He let his eyes wander over the crowd. ''Another hour give or take.'' Ron nodded as well as Hermione.

''Sorry?'' Her soft voice asked confused.

''Oh I beg your pardon, Ron was talking about another less formal party, it is in a different part of the castle. You may have noticed my family slipping out during the next to last song.''

''Ohm, no I didn't, sorry.'' He laughed softly, did she realize the implication? He hoped she was so focused on him, that she hadn't noticed the leaving people.

''Of course your family got a invitation by now.'' His father would have taken care of that.

''We did?'' Showing once again surprise.

''Certainly, the question is if you are going to join us?'' Please, say yes.

''Yes, we will.'' It was her father who answered this time. He grumbled on the inside, why was it so hard to get a yes from her.

The hour was up way to fast, he walked her back to her parents and bowed in front of her, giving in to his desire to feel her skin again he gave her another hand kiss.

He took his jacket back, said goodbye and left with a little wink.

Enjoy!