Author's Note: Honestly people, do I really need to threaten to "hold my story hostage" in order to get more reviews? I don't want to sound greedy, but one (or none) review per chapter just won't do. (Thanks again, Sweets5236!) So, until I get three reviews, or a date of my choosing, I am once again holding this story hostage. This can last two or three days, a week, or a month. Only I will know, so I suggest you review. The more reviews I get, the faster I update.

Chapter 16: Love and Support Forever

"Happy Birthday, dear Lily, happy birthday to you!" The Weasley/Potter/Lupin clan sang to my daughter, who was turning three years old. Ginny showed Lily how to blow out the three candles atop her birthday cake, and everyone applauded and cheered when they went out. I could hardly believe that my little girl was three years old already, when it seemed like she was only born yesterday. If time flew by then, imagine how I will feel when she goes off to Hogwarts in eight years. Everyone, even the older kids such as you and Victoire, showered Lily with attention, and eventually wore her, James, and Albus out, making it easy for Ginny and I to put them to bed.

Later that night, as Ginny and I sat together on the couch, just talking, Ginny said, out of the blue, "I want another job."

"Isn't being a stay at home mum with three kids under the age of seven hard enough?" I teased.

Ginny rolled her eyes at me. "I meant, I want to go back into the work force. I enjoy being a stay-at-home mum, but sometimes, I just need a break from the kids. Do you see where I'm coming from?"

"Of course, I do." I replied. "What exactly do you want to do?"

Ginny hesitated for a moment. "I want to do something that has to do with Quidditch. Maybe a writer, or a reporter."

"Ginny, whatever you decide, I want you to always know that I will love and support you, no matter what."

"Thanks, Harry." Ginny said with a smile, and I gave her a kiss.

A few weeks later Ginny applied to be the senior Quidditch correspondent for the Daily Prophet. The Prophet liked what she had to say, so they hired her immediately. Ginny's new job consisted of going to Quidditch matches and reporting them. She would also write articles about Quidditch news, advances in Quidditch technology, such as new brooms, and emerging players. She was really enjoying her new job, but unfortunately, James, Albus, and Lily had a hard time adjusting. One her first day, Ginny had to be at work early, so she and I dropped the kids off at The Burrow. Just as Ginny and I were about to leave for work, Lily clamped on to Ginny's leg. As much as she loved Grandpa and Grandma Weasley, Lily didn't want her mummy to leave, as she was used to spending everyday with her.

"Lily, sweetheart," Ginny said softly, bending down to Lily's level. "Mummy has to go now. Can you please let go?"

"No!" Lily screamed as she began to cry.

It took several minutes to pry Lily away from Ginny's leg, but even when we finally did, she still continued to bawl. Ginny and I felt guilty for making our little girl so upset, but she will adjust. It may take awhile, but eventually, Lily won't even remember what life was like before.

And, now, my dear godson, we are back to the present. I will continue to write to you, but now, I will date every entry, so you know when everything happened. You are thirteen years old and just starting your third year. My third year was a special one to me. I was the year I found my godfather, Sirius, and began to dream of the day that I would go to live with him, and he would become my legal guardian in place of my aunt and uncle. Although that dream never came true, a special bond between Sirius and I was created. That bond was extremely strong despite only having about three years with him. What hurt the most about Sirius's death was never knowing what could have been, and how my life could have changed for the better. Luckily, you and I are more fortunate than Sirius, and will have more opportunities to spend together than I had with him. I will continue to write to you so that, many years from now, when I am gone, you will have something to remember me by. I hope your third year is as special as mine was.

Author's Note: Sorry for such a short chapter. Remember, the more reviews I get, the faster I update. And now, as even more incentive to review, here is a preview of the next chapter:

As I walked into the kitchen, I couldn't believe my eyes. Sure, at nineteen, you were out of Hogwarts and perfectly able and free to make your own decisions, but yet, I couldn't believe you were doing that, right in the middle of my kitchen.