Haunted
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It was very rare that Ginny found herself unable to sleep but the unreasonably hot summer and pregnancy hormones were driving her to insanity.
She turned over and squinted at her husband in the darkness. She always considered him twice when counting her blessings; she counted her sons, family and friends, her good fortune on the Quidditch pitch and at the Prophet. She was truly blessed but her husband was her most prized blessing.
In the dark, with sleep encompassing him, he looked his more his own age; his dreams were no longer haunted by the troubles of his past.