I'm so lucky to be able to live this life with you"- day ten
didn't know what to write, I admit, but it came out easily
I think it's the best domestic hinny I've ever written
He was at work and that seemed to be the topic of the day.
''It's easy to say you love when it's okay,'' he heard someone say. ''I want to see when everything is a mess, children screaming and running, messy house, dirty dishes, bills to pay... That's when we see true love.''
''That's why she left me,'' Cecil said, still looking sad but now a little angry. ''We wanted to have kids but as soon as our little one was born and things got tough, she dumped me for a new woman.''
''Sorry, sweetheart,'' Someone spoke, compassionate tone and low voice.
''Alright, we're getting through it.''
''But what I said is true, look when you get home, tell them you love them even when the biggest mess is happening, you'll see how their reaction is different from when everything is perfect and we are having the most romantic time together .''
Harry continued to do his work, silently in his office, until it was time to leave. He as usual closed everything, ensured that nothing had been left behind, made sure he hadn't forgotten anything…
He stopped by the kids' school to pick them up, went to the bakery to buy some bread, cheese and some chocolate cookies that Ginny asked for, tried to keep the kids from sleeping in the backseat like they always did, and went home.
As soon as he arrived, he had already started to set the table for dinner — he had left a potato and chicken pie ready in the freezer — and was still trying to prevent them from sleeping without eating. Harry put them to feed Khaleesi and Sir, their cat and dog, and then made them open all the windows and curtains - it was an absurdly hot summer - and water the plants around the house. They made a mess, of course, they weren't tall enough yet and they fought over who would do what, but at least they were staying awake.
Harry and Ginny had already made the mistake of letting them sleep too early a few times, and the price they paid the next morning wasn't low.
When she arrived an hour later, Harry had already finished making dinner and was trying to settle a fight between Lily and Albus over the flavour of the juice they wanted to drink, sleep making them a little angry with each other, but he was doing a good job.
''Hello,'' Ginny walked over to him, giving him a quick kiss and then bending down to hug and kiss the kids. ‘'How are we?''
Lily and Albus went back to talking about the juice fight while James talked about what he had done at school. The three of them followed Ginny upstairs, while she went to change clothes and wash her hands, Harry finished putting all the food on the table and squeezing some oranges to put with the pineapple juice, putting together Albus' and Lily's wishes.
''No Khaleesi,'' Harry took the cat off the table, who meowed angrily at him and headed out into the garden, a place she loved to hang out during the summer.
While everyone else didn't come downstairs, Harry made sure the dirty dishes wash themselves, as well as the clothes in the laundry room, remembered telling James to put away his toys that were scattered in the living room, put away the things that were out of place around the house and took the dry clothes off the line, folding them and leaving them in a pile, later Ginny was going to take each one to its proper place, but now he just wanted to sit down and eat.
''Yummy, it looks great,'' Ginny set the kids up in the chairs and Harry served them, they were both hungry and tired so dinner was always quieter, everyone concentrated on the food.
James was almost asleep on top of his plate at the end of the meal, which indicated that it was bath time.
Harry and Ginny took turns, while she helped with the children's baths, he made the beds and sorted out the pyjamas. As long as they could still get the three of them to bathe in their big bathtub – one of the first things Harry bought with his first paycheck, and he would never regret it – they wouldn't waste time in the shower, having already experienced it. It was faster, yes, but with three kids who loved a mess, it became a very difficult process for a Wednesday.
He helped them dry one by one, wearing only Lily, who was the youngest and still had some difficulties putting on her clothes.
It was Ginny's turn to put the children to bed, so Harry kissed each one good night and left the room, heading for theirs.
They used to sleep late before they had kids, but then during the week, Harry and Ginny were passed out in bed before eleven at night. It was a tiring routine, they would wake up early, Ginny would drive them to school not far away (after a lot of silly arguing between the kids, as their moods were so bad in the morning), they would have breakfast together, go to work, and they only saw each other again during lunch, and that was only sometimes. He wished he could stay awake with her longer, but it was eight-thirty and Harry could barely stand it with his eyes open as he showered, looking at himself in the mirror inside the shower and trying to find the strength to shave.
One more day, that would be for later, he decided, putting down the razor he was using and just washing his face.
When he came out of the shower, Ginny was walking back to the bedroom, a tired smile on her face. ''They didn't even fight today, Lily barely drink her milk,''
''She'll stop asking for the bottle soon,'' Harry hung up the towel and went to their closet, looking for a pair of underwear in the drawer. ''It was like that with the other three too, remember?''
''Yes,'' Ginny hugged him, her warm hand touching his cold skin and making him shiver. ''This weekend, Mum will take them,''
''Hm,'' Harry smiled. ''What do you want to do?''
''Today, if I had to decide, I'd tell us to do nothing, just sleep, no interruptions,'' They laughed, but Harry might have agreed with that. ''But then I thought we could do something. Go out a little, I don't know, it's been a while since we've done anything, just the two of us, outside the house.''
''We can do it,'' Harry took her hand, kissing her ring, as he always did. ‘'I'll think of something. Now go take a shower, I'll make the kids' lunch tomorrow,''
''Let me do it,'' He denied.
''I'd rather you handle the clothes,'' Ginny groaned in frustration, leaning her forehead against his bare back.
''Urg, I hate storing clothes,'' He knew, and that's why he always preferred to spend more time in the kitchen.
She left, went to the bathroom and Harry finished getting dressed, only old trunks and flip-flops, so he went back downstairs and into the kitchen, starting to pack the children's lunch boxes. After a few years of experience, Harry and Ginny realised that losing a few hours of comfort in bed at night was far more worth it than having to get up early to cook; it was a double-edged sword, but this was a less painful stab.
James ate everything, so his lunch box was never a problem; Harry made a sandwich he had already asked, put in two pieces of cake, some fruit, and a granola bar that he loved to eat while waiting on the way out or in the car back home.
Albus didn't like to eat sandwiches like that, so for him, Harry would knead the slices of bread until they were thin, and fill it the same way, but then roll the bread, as if it were a Japanese food that Albus loved. He only got him a piece of cake, as he wasn't eating as much as James. For him, instead of the granola bar, Harry added some more fruit, which he also liked to eat in the car.
Lily was the most selective. For her, at the age of five, everything needed to be more beautiful to the eyes than necessarily to the taste. Harry was more dedicated to hers, with star and bunny cutters, plastic flower sticks and paper towels decorated with her favourite characters. It was the same food, but it took Harry a lot longer to arrange everything beautifully than anything else. She also only got one piece of cake, but less fruit, as she wasn't eating much.
By the time it was all over—and after Ginny had finished putting away the clothes—it was close to ten o'clock. They were talking while she in the laundry room folded the clothes and hung up the ones that were clean now, and Harry made sure the kitchen was clean by tomorrow morning. When they went to bed, they were already too tired to do anything, so he just gave her a kiss and hugged her.
''I'm so lucky to be able to live this life with you" He said, kissing her forehead once more, remembering what he was listening to at work earlier. Ginny laughed softly, hugging him tighter.
''Hm, that took me by surprise,'' she said, smiling. ''I feel that way too,'' She kissed him. ''I love you.''
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