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Ginny Potter ([info]justginny) wrote in [info]the_8th_floor,
@ 2012-03-12 22:06:00
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[Who] Ginny & Harry (and probably the boys, let's be for real)
[Where] New House :) Godric's Hollow!
[When] Monday Evening
[What] Unpacking and a break from unpacking

Ginny Potter was exhausted. She was grateful that all the large items were moved to the house without much effort and that she could slowly see their house coming together, but it seemed like such a gargantuan task that she didn't know how to tackle it at first. The boys things had been unpacked first and foremost, and that seemed to aid in keeping them content while everything else was sorted out.

She knew the next logical step should have been working toward their kitchen, but the sitting room seemed so empty and dull that she didn't want to leave it as is. So she began rummaging through the box labeled photographs, the nostalgia kicking in. She ran her thumb gently over a photograph of James and Harry playing in the yard at the Burrow, smiling each time James fell over in his anxiety to run faster. She hung the photo carefully, deciding that that particular patch of wall would be for photographs of the boys. She came to their wedding photo next; it still made her stomach flutter nearly five years later just looking at the image. The way they were looking at each other, the softly spoken words to one another, followed by a hearty laugh and a kiss. She was so caught up in the image and the memory that she didn't hear Harry enter the room.


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