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Red and Gold
The rolls of parchment lay on the coffee table in front of her and she felt a wicked urge to cast a shredding charm to reduce them to small bits. Each one contained information about a different house. Pictures and details of big ones, little ones, tall ones, flat ones, houses inside London, houses in the country, houses that were muggle built and houses were built by wizards.
“Mummy, can I have a room just like this one?” He asked, picking up his stuffed snitch and shuffling closer to where she was sitting.
As Harry and the Weasley twins moved the last of the furniture out of the flat, Ginny stood at the window in the living room and looked down at the street below and at the park that lay just on the other side. A blanket of snow lay across the open area and one solitary person stood in the middle as he waited for his dog to finish its business. Sighing, Ginny reached out and touched the window pane. She was going it miss the summers in that park. It was the first place she had explored with James when they moved.
The days of February rolled by quickly for the Potters as they settled down into their house. The creaks and groans that once startled them late at night were now welcome noises as they settled down each evening. And while March started off with traditional storms it soon gave way to the milder weather of spring.
Evan Sirius Potter
“What’s his name?” James asked as he continued to watch his brother and didn’t notice the look that passed between his parents.
Chapter Six - A Job Offer
Ginny rolled her eyes as Harry started to fuss over her for what seemed to be the twentieth time.
Chapter 7 - Birthdays at the Burrow
Looking down at her sleeping son, she stroked her finger down his tiny nose. “You need to start letting Daddy help you know.” Hearing a crash from downstairs, she rolled her eyes and looked at the door
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