So first off, sorry for my absence from the blog lately - I've been reading Harry Potter fan-fiction and writing some of my own! It's been a long time since my Muse led me to Harry Potter so I thought I'd take advantage of it.
I'm writing a Star Wars: The New Rebellion missing moment... stay tuned!
Here's a fan-fiction I wrote for the Harry Potter universe that will be crossposted to fanfiction.net sometime, but not today. Enjoy!
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When the rain is blowing in your face
And the whole world is on your case
I could offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love.
A smile spread over Harry Potter’s face as he sat
cradling his firstborn son. It was mere hours since James Sirius Potter had
come screaming into the world, and already he was second only to Ginny in
Harry’s heart. After Ginny, he had thought that he could never fall in love
again; she completed him – but he was wrong. Little James stole Harry’s heart
as easily as Ginny had, and then and there Harry vowed that his son would live
a normal life, compared to the one he had had.
When the evening shadows and the stars appear
And there is no-one there to dry your tears
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love.
Ginny’s labour had been a long and hard one, lasting
for six straight hours, at the end of which Harry felt as if all the bones in
his hand had been cracked a million times over. In the end, though, it was
worth it, seeing his beautiful wife rocking their son minutes after he was
born. Harry had kissed her on her sweaty forehead and then done the same for
their newborn son. She’d smiled up at him and whispered, “I bet I look a mess now.”
I know you haven’t made your mind up yet
But I would never do you wrong
I’ve known it from the moment that we met
No doubt in my mind where you belong.
“Even if you do, I love you,” he’d replied, and seen
her face light up. “You’re so beautiful, Gin. Thank you, for everything.”
Leaning forward, he had placed a soft, featherlight kiss on her lips and
whispered, “I love you.” Then he had wrapped his arms around her and held her
close, breathing in the flowery scent her hair still managed to give off even
when it was wet with sweat and sticking to her temples. The three of them –
father, mother and son – had stayed there for several minutes before a Healer
disturbed them to take James away for weighing and general looking after.
I’d go hungry, I’d go black and blue
I’d go crawling down the avenue
No, there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do
To make you feel my love.
While James was away with the Healer, his mother had
fallen asleep against Harry’s chest. Ginny’s blazing red hair was spread out
over his chest, and he had tightened his grip on her, kissing the crown of her
head and whispering, “Thank you, Gin.” Moments later, the Healer had brought
their son back and Harry had taken him with whispered thanks, so as not to wake
his wife. Now he sat here, next to her bed, rocking his son and staring into
those chocolate brown eyes that James II had inherited from his mother. He was
beautiful, just as Ginny was. In that moment, Harry vowed to protect her and
their son. He would lay down his life in an instant if it meant his wife could
live, and James.
The storms are raging on the rolling sea
And on the highway of regret
The winds of change are blowing wild and free
You ain’t seen nothing like me yet.
Today Harry felt different. He had been a friend,
brother and lover for so long, and a husband for three years. But this was
different – he was responsible for another tiny, defenceless human being.
I could make you happy, make your dreams come true
Nothing that I wouldn’t do
Go to the ends of the earth for you
To make you feel my love.
He was a father. And no matter what life threw
at him in the future, he would always love his wife and son as much as he did
now.
To make you feel my love.
