The Littlest Love - Ch 7 by DarkGoddessK, literature
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The Littlest Love - Ch 7
Harry was hearing things, he was sure of it. He was thinking that maybe he should enlist Dobby to help him with Lily until he felt like telling Molly and Arthur about her. Then again, he was still unsure of asking Dobby to do anything. Even after all this time, he was still wary of any help Dobby could possibly provide. Harry sat back in the armchair and watched Lily play on the floor. She was happy. Well, at least she seemed happy. He could only hope that she'd be happy here with him forever. But, until then he'd have to settle for watching her play quietly on the floor like she had been.
He sat back even more comfortably and kept
The Littlest Love, Ch 2 Pt 3 by DarkGoddessK, literature
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The Littlest Love, Ch 2 Pt 3
He couldn't tear his eyes from her little round face. Something told him that she could just be the only person, however small, that he had truly had all to himself to love and protect. As exasperating as some of the scrapes they had gotten into were, he couldn't think of anything else he'd rather have been doing.
Like the time Lily had gotten a hold on his wand. She'd been playing in that gym thing he'd gotten her through the muggle post and he was sitting next to her reading a book about babies (also gotten through muggle post.) She had reached over and shocked him before he knew what was going on. She was almost old enough to start w
The Littlest Love - Ch 3 by DarkGoddessK, literature
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The Littlest Love - Ch 3
Harry was beginning to worry a bit. He knew that Ron and Hermione could Apparate to see him at any time. Of course, they'd have to apparate to a secure location well outside the view of muggles. Plus, his flat was unplottable. Good idea, being that he was an Auror. Thankfully, the street his flat was located on was always really busy, so even if they just appeared out of nowhere, no one would notice really. He knew firsthand that muggles rarely saw (or accepted what they saw at any rate) when it was right under their noses.
He figured his two best friends would be at least a bit sore with him for not being told about Lily sooner.
The Littlest Love- Ch 4 by DarkGoddessK, literature
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The Littlest Love- Ch 4
"Oh Harry! She's so gorgeous!" Hermione squealed with delight as Lily gave her a giggle and placed a funny sort of open-mouthed kiss on her cheek. Harry smiled widely and nodded.
"Isn't she? Her hair's getting long isn't it?"It was Hermione's turn to nod.
"Oh yes and it's so fine. . .Harry she's just angelic !"
"Certainly doesn't take much after Harry then, eh?" Ron laughed out loud. "If Harry's angelic, I'm a Blast-Ended Skrewt!"
Hermione chuckled and gave Lily an eskimo kiss. "Then I suppose she won't be taking after her uncle Ronald then either, eh Ronnykins?"
Ron's ears went slightly pink as he blushed. H
The Littlest Love - Ch 5 by DarkGoddessK, literature
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The Littlest Love - Ch 5
After a little while, Harry had begun owling Hermione and Ron regularly. He gave them updates on Lily's day-to-day cuteness and activities, sometimes asking Hermione questions he knew she'd have at least some way of finding the answer to. He had also made them promise not to tell Molly or anyone else in the Order just yet. Harry wanted to tell them on his own time. His patience with some members of the Order would take some time to regain. Severus, Moody, and even Albus...they had all gotten on his last remaining nerves ever since before the war. And although Harry had forgiven everyone for before the war, there were just things he'd hav
The Littlest Love - Ch 6 by DarkGoddessK, literature
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The Littlest Love - Ch 6
Lily was fussy again. Even after owling Hermione all day, Harry still didn't know what to do. He'd tried warm milk, reading to her, rocking her, talking to her - hells, he had even tried to sing to her, and he could sing about as well as The Fat Lady on a bad day. Nothing was working. Not a hells-be-damned thing.
She only wanted to be held , and she cried even more if he even thought about putting her down to rest his arms. He tried holding her laying down, sitting up, leaned back, sideways in the chintz chair, in the bed. . .everywhere he could think of to try. The only other thing left was to pay a visit to his two best friends.
The Littlest Love - Ch 8 by DarkGoddessK, literature
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The Littlest Love - Ch 8
Harry was trying hard to work on his report for the Ministry. It was a week past due and he was trying to think of exactly how to word his last few inches of parchment. However, he was getting a major headache. He figured that the new Minister of Magic, being much nicer and generally a better person than Fudge ever was, wouldn't really mind if he tooks his time. He was still Harry Potter after all. He put down his quill and rubbed his eyes under his glasses. He wondered if anything else could possibly go wrong today.
Since getting up that morning, Harry had already broken a stack of plates while using a spell to wash the dishes, h
You zap a squirrel with the Cruciatus curse.
I use expelliarmus on your wand and accio it to bring it to me
I say, "Nuh uh... bad boy."
You say, "Mine!"
I say, "Nope. Not for those."
You tackle me, stealing it back.
I accio it to me again and shrink down to a cat, with your wand in my teeth, running away. "Mrowr."
You shift into wolf form chasing me.
I reply, " Rowr!!"and rocket across to the Whomping Willow and carefully avoid the branches whilst jumping through the hole in the tree.
You duck and lob the branches still chasing me.
I run into the Shrieking Shack before you get there and hide your wand extremely well.
You dive into
+-+The Two of Us - Part 3+-+ by DarkGoddessK, literature
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+-+The Two of Us - Part 3+-+
As Lana and Draven Apparate just outside the door of the Burrow, they're met by Hermione. Her hair is tied back and she rushes out to hold Lana, crying. "Oh angel, you came!"
Draven steps aside a bit looking curiously around, smiling lightly as the two embrace, his hand gently slipping from hers.
She hugs her Aunt Hermione, one-armed and slips her hand back into his. "Yes Aunt 'Mione, I'm here. And this," turning, she puts her other hand on his chest and smiles, " is Draven."
He smiles humbly and broadly, gently carressing her hand, speaking softly to Hermione. "Pleasure to meet you."
Hermione looks to you warmly, with tears running down