Harry Potter Oneshots

sixty nine-harry/ginny + a dursley

ship: dursley child + harry/ginny

prompt: I just thought how awful the Dursleys were and how I think harry would be if he had to do it and this happened  🤷🏼‍♀️

category(?): sad undertones i guess??

warning/tags: abandoned child, literally whats with that Dumbles?? Poor kids, Idk what else

notes: This has been in my head forever. Kinda want to put a short fic on Ao3??

words: 536

Harry was trying to help James with his mashed peas when the doorbell rang. "Gin?"

She hopped from the counter, where she had been snacking on grapes. "Yeah, I've got it."

Harry cooed at James for a few minutes before he heard Ginny yell. Ignoring the voice in his head that reminded him of the war, he quickly made his way out to her.

"Gin, what's wrong?"

She turned, a little girl in her arms. She was sleeping, thankfully. "She was the only on there, but she was asleep on the doorstep."

Harry frowned. "Get her on the sofa, she must he cold. I'll check around.
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Harry was only away for fifteen minutes, but returned to a very stressed Ginny and two crying toddlers.

"Harry, finally. Did you find anything?" Ginny asked, holding James.

Harry held up a small, bright pink rucksack. "This is all. We should get James to bed. Her as well, now that I think of it. She's about his age, right?"

Ginny nodded. "Right. She can have the guest room."

They put the children in the designated rooms, before sitting on the sofa with the pink rucksack. "Shall we open it?" Ginny asked apprehensively.

Harry nodded and did so. "Looks like a letter, stuffed bunny, stickers?"

Ginny became impatient, and began digging through the small bag as well. "A few changes of clothes, a personalized book, a second letter just to her, and legal documents."

Harry took hold of the letter. "Is it ours to open?"

"Yeah, I think we should if we're to find anything out. You want to read it?"

He nodded, and ripped it open.

"Harry,
This is Vivian Anne Dursley. She is doing the same magicy stuff you did. Her birthday is 20th August 2002 and I can't have her. Mum and Dad are happy without magic. Please keep her and treat her better than we did you. You're the only hope she's got. Tell her I loved her and I'm sorry.
Big D"

They looked at each other.

"Your cousin?" Ginny whispered.

Harry nodded, leaning back. "Merlin, I haven't heard from him in...nearly ten years! Why on earth did he bring her here? How'd he find us?"

Ginny sighed. "Not important right now. What are we going to do? I mean, she's a Dursley."

Harry bit his lip. "But she's still a kid, Gin. You know we can't judge her based on her family."

She nodded. "I know, Harry. But if she'll be a constant reminder of them... I won't do that to this family. If the family knows she's a Dursley, they'll automatically hate her. You know that."

Harry nodded. "Look, this isn't about anyone else. This is us. Do you want this?"

She shrugged. "Do you?"

"I don't know. We're all ready pregnant, can we handle another kid? But at the same time..."

Ginny took his hand.

"It's all too similar, Gin. I was left on the Dursley's doorstep, this girl was left on a Potter's. I grew up hated, she can't be. If we can't provide her that, then we can't do this."

"If you think we should, we will. I think we can do anything, Harry."

Harry nodded. "We're doing this?"

"We are."