Thank you for the birthday wishes! I had a great day!
This chapter is a double prompt because I think they go hand in hand and are pretty short. I love requests for prompts so keep them coming!
The second one I would say took place during Ginny's first pregnancy.

Prompt: Time
Rating: PG
Pairings: Harry/Ginny
Word Count: 160

Time, such a peculiar thing, a thing that could pass without so much a thought, or drag slowly on to an anxious persons protest. Not to be meddled with as Hermione and Harry once did. It could slip through your fingers like water, surprising you when it has all left.
Harry smiled as he watched Ginny make her way down the aisle, dressed in a white gown with her vivid red hair curled and loose.
"We have the rest of our lives together," he whispered as she stood beside him.
Tears welled up in her eyes, but did not shed.
"We have forever," she whispered back.
The invisible hourglass is ticking, not as explosive as a bomb, there is no escaping the end of life on earth, but death is the beginning of another world; another place, another time, another thing. Harry knew he would make the best of it, with Ginny by his side, they would get through anything.

~H~G~

Prompt: Pudding
Rating: G
Pairings: Harry/Ginny
Word Count: 191

"Harry, Harry," Ginny whispered as she shook her husband awake.

"Wha's'matter?" Harry asked, still half asleep.

"Can you get me some pudding?" Ginny whispered back.

Harry sat up, rubbing his eyes. The sentence finally getting through to his sluggish brain, he nodded and got up. It was 2 o'clock in the morning, but that didn't stop the very pregnant Ginny from having her cravings.
After digging out the pudding and putting it in a bowl, Harry started looking for a spoon and some banana to chop up.

As he was cutting the banana, he could hear Ginny making her way to the bathroom, and then back to bed. She wouldn't risk walking down the stairs this early in the morning any day.

Finally getting the pudding together, Harry made his way up to the bedroom. Upon entering the room, he saw Ginny fast asleep; propped up on pillows and taking up the entire bed. Chuckling softly to himself, Harry gently pulled his pillow from the bed, tucked Ginny in and kissed her, grabbed a blanket, and sat himself down on the window bench to have pudding and to go back to sleep.