CHAPTER 13 - NOT SO LUCKY THIRTEEN

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A/N - This is a tiny bit longer of a chapter, but I was in a groove, so enjoy! 

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Following my session with Lisa, I spent the entire rest of the day thinking about how I was going to tell Harry about Ginny. After many, many hours of anxiously contemplating and practically pulling my hair out in the process, I decided that I would just let things flow naturally like Lisa said. When the opportunity arises, I will proudly tell him about my beautiful little love and try my best not to be crushed if he says that is too much for him. However, the first step is letting him know I want to hangout again.

I sent him a text that night saying that I would love to get together again soon and asked when he was free. It's Monday morning now and I haven't gotten a response. Although I suppose I should have figured that considering he said he doesn't check his messages. And calling him on the phone makes me extremely nervous, so I guess I just wait and see what happens. It's not that big of a deal if he never answers.

But I really want him to...

The clock reads 8:57am and I really need to get out of bed. Normally I would be in the office by now, but I am working from home today, which means I can do things at my own pace just as long as they get done. Even so, I like to still have structure, so Emma will be coming over soon to keep Ginny pre-occupied while I work. Ginny's still asleep as she had a really tough time going to bed last night. It took me over an hour to get her to sleep as she was screaming and thrashing around on my bedroom floor like I had told her that she was never going to be able to watch Tangled again. I'm just going to write it off as typical nearly three-nager moodiness and hope she behaves better today.

Lifting myself out of bed, I decide to keep my pajamas on for now and go wake Ginny up. My feet patter down the hall as I walk and I gently push Ginny's door open, careful not to startle her awake. She is still sleeping soundly with her bed sheets and covers completely disarray. Her body is slumped sideways in what looks to be a really uncomfortable position, but her breathing is deep and steady as she's knocked out like a light. I crawl into the bed beside her, repositioning her softly and pulling her small frame to me.

"Ginny, love, it's time to get up." I turn her body toward mine and poke her cheek gently causing her to make little groaning sounds.

"Come on, sweet girl, the sun is awake, so you should be too!" I chirp, still speaking softly, trying not to be too aggressive in my efforts.

"Noooooo!" She tries to squirm away from me, but I keep her close.

"Emma's going to be here soon! And Mommy can make your favorite for breakfast..." I try to lure her, hoping she'll be willing to actually get up.

"Waffles?" Her eyes shoot open and a sweet smile appears on her lips, clearly excited.

"Yes, waffles, but you need to get up." She jumps up, literally, as I finish speaking. She jumps up and down in delight as I stand up beside the bed.

"Alright, alright, Miss. Jumping-Bean. Let's not hurt ourselves today, okay?" I snatch her up in my arms, kissing her cheek and placing her on my hip as she wraps her arms around my neck. I walk over to her dresser and grab a few simple pieces of clothing to put her in for the day before heading back to my room where I can get her ready.

Placing her down on the bathroom counter, I place her clothes beside her and open the drawer with all of her things in it. Grabbing the detangling spray and her brush, I begin working on her hair as it is a rat's nest from how much she flops around the bed in her sleep. She's turned facing the mirror and making faces at her reflection causing me to chuckle. She's the goofiest.

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