It was a bit busy after Rose’s birth; first Hermione’s parents came to visit, then all the Weasley came by. They all found Rose a perfect name for the little girl. Harry presented them his baby present. The mobile they had seen in Diagon Alley, the one with the roses. It was perfect.
After a week peace and quiet returned to the household and Ron and Hermione could finally start to live as the happy little family they now were.
It was nearly 2 o’clock when Hermione woke up, the loud crying from the bedroom next to theirs told her that her daughter was awake. Hermione let out a deep sigh. She did not want to get out from under the covers. It was so warm and perfect in here. Instead she turned over to wake her sleeping husband. She found that he was already awake, his eyes searching for hers.
“Shall I go?” He whispered.
“Please.” was Hermione’s answer. He got up on his elbows and placed a kiss on her lips before stepping out of the bed. Hermione could hear him pick up the baby. Rose stopped crying for a bit while she was carried to their bedroom. Hermione sat up a little before she took the baby from him and placed her on her breast. Rose drank as if she had not been fed for days. Her eyes had grown darker over the last week. She would sure have brown eyes in a month time. Her hair had grown a bit as well. It was a miracle to her how much she had grown in only one week time. Her small hand was placed on the hem of Hermione’s pyjamas, her eyes closed while she was drinking.
After a while she stopped drinking all together. Hermione place her in Ron’s arms and lay down again. She watched while Ron sat there, holding his baby daughter in his arms a look of wonder still on his face. With a soft movement he cradled her against his chest. He smiled as her eyes opened again and found his.
“Hey sleeping beauty,” He said in a soft voice. “You look just like your mum.” Rose gurgled a little then fell silent again. “You know Rosie; in all my live I have never heard someone say something as true as that.” He grinned and kissed her little cheek. Her little eyes closed again and she yawned.
“Yeah, me too. It is tiresome to wake up three times a night. You much be exhausted.”
Hermione giggled. She was used to this by now. He complained to everybody how tired he was. But he did not seem to care.
“You know Rose, I’ve been thinking, ” Ron continued his talk with his daughter “I was thinking about what will happen now. You know I’m a little worried, now that you’re not save in your mothers belly anymore we have to make sure you’re still kept save. But we are going to do everything we can to protect you of course! You will not have to be afraid. Never in your entire live will you have to be afraid, because your mum and I will protect you. And you know your mom; she’s the best witch in the century. She can do everything, that's why I chose her. She’s very smart, so you are going to be just as smart as her.” Ron smiled at the idea.
He looked down at his little girl. She was fast asleep again. Slowly he got up and placed her in her crib. When he got back to his bed Hermione was watching him. A smile was playing across her face.
“Hey sleeping beauty!” Ron said, his grin barely hidden. Hermione giggled and pulled him close under the covers. Her head rested on his shoulder her hand on his chest, his arm was curled around her back and his lips pressed a kiss against her hair. She breathed in the warm scent of her husband and sighed.
“Life can be perfect after all, can’t it?” She asked. She felt Ron’s chest vibrate when he chuckled.
“Yes, it can!” He answered.
And it was.
That was my version of how little Rose came in our lives. I hope you liked it. I do not own de characters, they are the proud property of JK Rowling.
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