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I was content with my life.

Lily and I are sat on the sofa, watching the ten o'clock new. A Television is a muggle contraption were you are watch people, as if they were there with you, what will they think of next? I asked shaking my head in disbelief.

After just putting Harry to bed, we're curling up on the sofa, with the baby monitor on the coffee table. Lily's cuddled right up to me, with my arm rapped securely around her. She was lying on one arm, whilst the other was tugging down on my top. She was mumbling my name as she slept. I smiled. It had taken my nearly 7 years to win her heart, and I was not letting go for a second.

I non-verbally accioed a blanket and draped it over us, as I moved slightly to get comfortable.

I had just kissed Lily on the forehead, and had closed my eyes, when the baby monitor, started up. Stifling a yawn I got up to see what mini me wanted.

But still I was content with my life