The Untold Story Of Harry and Ginny
Part 31
"Muuuuuummmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyy!"
Ginny heard this loud yell coming from the family room. She looked over at the clock. 11:00. She sighed and looked over to the spot next to her. Harry was gone. Oh, that's right. It was Thursday. He's at work.
Ginny then immediately got into "mum mode" (though, she never really got out), slipped on her robe, and walked out of her room into the family room where she found James sitting on Albus, milk and apple juice spilled on the rug, and Lily hiding behind the arm of the sofa.
All of the noise stopped once the three children saw their mother standing up looking at them sternly with her hands on her hips. James's glasses were besides him on the floor, and then he put them back on his face, abruptly got off of his six-year-old brother, and ran into the kitchen to get a paper towel. He then brought it out and handed the three sheets he took to his mum.
"Sit down," she said to him softly. After this, the three kids hurried over to the couch and sat down on it (not wanting to see her really angry; they didn't like it when she got angry), looking at their mother with innocent eyes.
"Tell me what happened," Ginny ordered quietly and sat down on the chair next to the couch they were sitting on.
"Well…James-" Lily began.
"Hey don't go blaming everything on me-"
"James, shh, you'll get you turn later," Ginny stopped him. "Go on."
"Well…he took some of mine and Al's apple juice and milk and Albus said that he couldn't do that," Lily said.
"And then James said that he was in control now that Dad was gone and that he could do anything he wanted to," Albus summed it all up.
"So what did you do about that?" Ginny inquired. Albus sunk back on the couch before answering.
"…I pushed him," Al murmured, ashamed of himself.
"Ah-hah," Ginny said and stood up. "So here goes my talk that violence should never be the answer. So I'm guessing this is how your drinks spilled?"
"Well I had to push him back!" James tried to defend himself.
"No, Jamesie you didn't," said Ginny as she kneeled down in front of him. "But now, the table is wet and you're going to have to clean in up and spend a half an hour after you do in your room. And…you're not the boss just cause Daddy's gone. Remember I'm just a few doors down." James exhaled after he took a deep breath and was about to protest when he mum beat him.
"Al, you're going to too," she said. This made James slightly more relaxed. Albus huffed and stalked into his room and slammed the door shut.
"How come he doesn't have to clean it up?" James wondered, but not loud or any way that sounded impatient, just irritated.
"Albus get back out here!" Ginny projected to her son. It took a few moments, but he stomped out of the room and grabbed a paper towel, and whipped up about half of it. James joined him, not speaking to him younger brother.
"What about Lily?" he asked as he did this.
"Now, according to what you guys said, she didn't do anything," she replied. "But I will have a stern talk with her."
James groaned and then he was finished with his share. Albus had thrown away the towel (purposely missing the trash can) and marched off into his room; Ginny would talk to him later.
When no one was left in the room, Ginny sat down on the couch next to her four-year-old daughter.
Lily looked up at her with a pouty expression.
"It's hard being the youngest," Ginny whispered to her. Lily put her head down, not saying anything.
"Next time, don't hit your brothers and push them," she continued. Lily looked up at her, wondering how she could've known that she had done something wrong.
"Only James could yell like that to me when it was something you did," Ginny explained. "And plus, you looked guilty." This last addition was partly a joke. Lily seemed to loosen up at this a little.
"Lets make sure this table is dry," Ginny said. Lily nodded and with her mum, placed her hands on the table ad felt if it was dry or not.
"I figured it could use some more paper towels," Ginny laughed. Lily joined her shyly and walked over to get some more paper towels. When she returned, she handed one to her mum, and then the two of them wiped up what was still wet. They had finished after a few moments. Lily took her paper towel from her mother and then threw both of them away. After this, she wiped her hands off with a small towel on the stove. Ginny followed her in and did as well.
"Do I have to go to my room now?" Lily wondered up to Ginny.
Ginny nodded and said, "Think about what you did and you'll come out in fifteen minutes. Don't tell your brothers, though. They'll get mad. And you get less time because you didn't fuss. I'm proud of you for that."
Lily nodded and then walked off to her room with her head down. She only became shy and didn't talk much when she was around her parents when she knew she did something bad that they didn't know about…sometimes. She couldn't help but feel guilty, like he mother had said she looked.
After a half an hour passed and Lily had decided to stay in her room the whole time Albus and James had to, Ginny went and gave each of them a talk. She had finished with James, and then went to Albus's room.
"You know why you're in here?" Ginny asked as she sat down on the end of his bed. Albus didn't look at her, but he nodded in response.
"Tell me," she continued. Albus looked at her, a sad expression on his face.
"I kept fighting with James when I could've got you or told him to stop," he said, thinking that was a rather satisfying answer.
"That's right," said Ginny. "But remember, don't always count on me. Try to work it out yourself, and if things seem to get a little bad, then come get me."
Albus nodded and said, "I'm sorry mummy," and then sat up and hugged her. She hugged him back.
"It's all right," she sighed. "But next time, don't go marching off missing the trash can purposefully. It'll only do you more harm than you've already done." Albus hung his head. Ginny lifted it and tickled his neck. He began to laugh.
"No, stop it!" Al laughed as she squirmed. Ginny smiled and obeyed her middle child.
"Now go on out and help James put your quidditch toys away," she said to him. He did as she told him and walked out of the room, leaving in a better mood than he had been. Then, Ginny got up and went into her daughter's room.
"Lily?" she said as she creaked opened the door one quarter of the way to see Lily turned to the wall on her bed.
She gave no answer. Ginny frowned a bit, and then walked over to her and sat down on the bed next to her.
When she did this, Lily turned to her and hugged her waist. Ginny then rested down on the small bed and placed and arm around her youngest child.
"I think you and Daddy should have another baby so that I don't have to be the youngest anymore," Lily said and buried her face in her mother's stomach. Ginny chuckled at this.
"Oh, darling we have so much going on as it is," Ginny replied to this. "But you know what?"
Lily looked up at her mom and asked, "What?"
"Being the youngest means you'll have to go through things like what happened today," Ginny answered. "It means that you're the strongest."
Lily smiled and said, "Yeah! I'm stronger than James!"
"You bet you are! Just don't tell him we agreed on that," Ginny whispered this last part and Lily laughed.
"Now, lets go out and get some lunch," Ginny said to her happy daughter. She was glad she was.
"Okay," Lily agreed and instantly got up and ran out of her bedroom. Ginny followed, smiling.
"What do you guys want for lunch?" she wondered as she emerged the family room that was next to the kitchen.
"Grilled cheese!" "Apple sauce!" "Cranberries!"
Ginny paused at the cabinet and looked at her three children who had cleaned up everything and were sitting at the table.
"Okay well we can have two of those things…I don't know where cranberries came from," she said.
"When we went over to Theodore, Uncle Ron, and Aunt Parvati's, they gave me some and I liked them!" Albus seemed excited about this.
"Well unfortunately we don't have of those so we'll just stick with the grilled cheese and apple sauce," Ginny told them. Albus pouted.
"…Why would they have cranberries?" Ginny wondered while taking out some the bread.
"You're each going to only get half of a sandwich because you're getting apple sauce too," Ginny said to the kids awaiting lunch. James had gotten up and gotten milk for himself.
"Get some for you brother and sister," Ginny ordered. James rolled his eyes and then got some, but when his mum saw this, he smiled and hurriedly got the drinks for both of them.
"Who's going to tell your father about what happened today?" Ginny wondered as she cut and sliced the bread and cheese.
"Nose goes!" James yelled and he and Albus immediately placed their fingers on their noses. Then, they looked over at Lily who had put her finger on her nose seeing as Albus and James did. Her two brothers laughed at her and pointed fingers, which made her pout and look down at her hands in her lap. Then, she looked up at her mother. She lifted her arm up briefly and made a small muscle briefly. Lily smiled at this.
"And thank you James for volunteering," Ginny said after three grilled cheeses were in the toaster oven.
"Wha-ugh," James grunted, but secretly laughed with Albus once he'd looked at his younger brother.
Ginny was done with all of their food about ten minutes later, and she ate the other half of Albus's sandwich.
"Why don't you ever eat the crust?" she wondered to him.
"Cause it's too crunchy," he responded to her. She rolled her eyes and took all of their plates back to the sink and threw all of their uneaten food away.
*StarStarStar*
"Dad!" The three children shouted as their dad walked into the flat.
"Hey shh! You'll disturb the neighbors…hi," Harry shushed them, but then bent down to kiss all one of them separately. He then half-folded his robe and placed it on the living room couch.
"So, how did today go?" he asked his three kids. Ginny looked at James, who was looking back at her nervously. Lily noticed this and tried not to smile. Harry noticed this too and then sat down in front of then and crossed his arms.
"Ah-oh," he started. "What'd you do?"
"Not just me!" James began, knowing his father was looking at him. Ginny cleared her throat from the kitchen loudly, telling him not to try and get away with it.
"…I sat on Al," he answered. Harry raised his eyebrows, and then laughed. Ginny walked over to him and flicked his head. He looked up at her and rubbed the back of his head.
"Hey! You tell us not to hit!" Albus said to his mother, a smile on his face.
"You're right," Ginny said and squatted down in front of Harry. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that."
"It's okay," Harry said and the kissed her.
"Eck," James sounded. Harry and Ginny looked at him.
"Well that's what you should do instead of hit back," she said. "I mean apologize, you don't have to snog anyone." James ruffled his nose at the word "snog."
Ginny laughed at this, along with Harry. Then, the two parents stood up and walked into the kitchen, their kids following them. Harry sat down at the small table separating the kitchen from the dining room.
"So how did James end up sitting on Albus?" Harry wondered.
"He pushed me," James answered.
"You said you were the boss," Albus accused again. Harry looked up at Ginny for some help.
"James took a sip of Lily and Al's drinks, they got mad and hit him after he said he was the boss, he pushed them back, Lily hid behind the couch, and James and Al continued to fight, spilling the drinks along the way. It was until James called for me that I was asleep," Ginny explained. Harry immediately looked towards Lily, knowing that the only person who could make James call for his mum when he was the one who started the fight was she. She sank back in her seat.
"They each went to their rooms for thirty minutes," Ginny said.
"Hmm," Harry began. "If I was here…they'd be in there for a hour."
James narrowed his eyes at his father, who copied him mockingly.
"That's not fair!" he said, talking about what Harry had said about staying in their rooms for an hour.
"It's completely fair," Harry disagreed. "This isn't the first time something like this has happened. We send you to your room for a reason: to think about what you've done so that you won't do it again."
James scoffed and Ginny said, "Hey!"
"Gin, let me make dinner," Harry told her as he got up out of his chair and walked into the kitchen.
"No it's fine," she defended and continued to stir the pasta in the pan.
"Okay, but I'm making breakfast," Harry told her from behind and placed his hands on her shoulders and kissed the top of her head. She smiled at this.
"You know, Lily thinks we should have another baby," she said.
"No, not anymore!" Lily said and held up her arm and flexed it like her mum had done earlier. She smiled at this.
"...You didn't tell her how-" Harry began, thinking that the "not anymore" was because Ginny had told her how they were made.
"No! No, of course I didn't, Harry," she replied and giggled.
"Didn't tell me what?" Lily wondered and suddenly became excited.
"Didn't tell me what?" James wondered after her. "If she knows I should too!"
"James, that's most definitely not true," Ginny said. "You're not the boss when Dad's not here like you said earlier today."
Harry shook his head jokingly at James. He grunted.
"But what didn't you tell?" all three asked at the same time.
"Remind me to tell you in ten-"
"Twenty-"
"Years," Ginny and Harry said together, and then looked at each other.
"They would've known by ten years anyways!" Ginny whispered.
"Oh well!" Harry whispered back. Ginny laughed at this. Ginny turned back to the pasta she was stirring and Harry had placed his head on top of hers. He had not taken his arms off of her shoulders yet.
"Why can't you tell me?" Lily wondered.
"It's a thing you'll learn when you're older," Harry replied.
"Hah! I'll beat all of you there!" James said.
"Don't get all excited, Jamesie," Ginny warned. "When you first learn about it, it's not the best thing."
"Oh, is that so?" Harry whispered in Ginny's ear. She shoved him away (without the kids seeing). He laughed and walked over to the cupboards and got out five plates: three small and two large. Soon after, they ate dinner.
*StarStarStar*
Ginny woke up when she heard something next door. She got out of bed and walked to the room next to her and Harry's. She silently opened the door and found Lily squirming in her bed. She ran to her daughter and turned on the lamp beside her bed. This made Lily wake with a start, and turn to her mother.
"Mum!" she said and crawled over to her quickly. Her mother hugged her back.
"What's wrong?" Ginny asked as she stroked Lily's wavy hair that was cut just above her shoulders.
"I had a bad dream," Lily sobbed. Ginny picked her up onto her lap.
"Do you want to talk about it?" she wondered. Lily shook her head.
"Can I sleep in your room?" she asked. Ginny nodded and picked her up and carried her into her bedroom. Harry was asleep on the left side of the bed (if you looked at it coming in through the door). Ginny quietly crept into the bed and placed Lily between her and Harry. Then, she pulled the covers over both of them, still soothing Lily afterwards.
She wiped away her daughter's tears with her thumb, and once she had stopped crying a few moments later, she kissed the top of her head and murmured, "It's all right. You'll feel better."
Lily nodded and buried her face close to her mum. Soon following this, she fell asleep. Once she was, Ginny did as well; making sure her child was okay.
A/N: Aw, Ginny. Anyways, hope you all liked it! Haha parenting. Fun stuff. Anyways…only a couple more chapters left (probably)! Next chapter coming soon!