Imagine it's 4am you and Harry were alternating shifts with your newborn baby girl. It was his turn to get up and calm her down. He gets out of bed and walked into your daughter's nursery as she was crying. "Hi Princess." He says as he picks her up out of her crib. He holds her close to his chest as he walks over to the rocking chair in the corner. He carefully sits down and gently rocks back and forth.
"Goodnight sweetheart, well, it's time to go
Goodnight sweetheart, well, it's time to go
I hate to leave you, but I really must say
Oh, goodnight sweetheart, goodnight
Goodnight sweetheart, well, it's time to go
Goodnight sweetheart, well, it's time to go
I hate to leave you, I really must say
Oh, goodnight sweetheart, goodnight"
He lightly sings until she was asleep. He slowly gets up and walks back over to her crib and gently places her back down. "Goodnight angel." he whispered. He then quietly walks out of her room closing the door and then headed back into yours and his room. "That was quick." You mumble. "Yea I just sang her a quick lullaby and then she was out." He got back into bed and pulled the covers over him. "Go back to sleep darling." He whispers before leaning over and kissing your forehead. "Mhm." You mumble.
