White Lilies

Rose

Chapter 14

       The last day of the holiday found the entire Weasley/Potter clan in the burrow. Every year they hold a big feast full of pranks and laughter. People were laughing this year but it wasn't as much. Some of it seemed stiff and forced.

During dinner Ginny stands up, letting go of Harry's hand and putting it in her other, ringing her hands together.

The entire table turns silent as they look at her.

She sighs, her husband giving her an encouraging smile before his eyes flickered to the old rocking chair in the corner of the room. 

The rocking chair is very old.

It was there when Molly rocked Bill to now as Ginny rocks her new born daughter.

Its been in the same spot for years.

Now as Harry quietly walks into the room he smiles.

A look of pure love is in his wife's face as she sings to Lily, her eyes shut peacefully, a pink blanket on her lap.

The words are soft and sweet, just loud enough for Harry to hear.  

Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose,

Will I ever see the wed?

I will marry at they will sir, at they will.

Ding, Dong, Ding, Dong,

Church bells ring on an April morning.

Carve your name on a moss covered stone, a moss covered stone.

Hey, Ho,

No body's home.

Eat nor, Drink nor money to take nor,

Carve your name on a moss covered stone, a moss covered stone.

     The beautiful melody fills the room as Ginny closes her eye. Harry walks over and places a gentle kiss on her forehead. "I love you" he whispers as he pulls away. 

Ginny looks at every face at the table, some scared, so e anxious, some curious, and some knowing. She sighs before saying the two words every body dreads the most. "Its back."