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Ginny is sitting at the kitchen table with her muggle laptop in front of her. She typing away at one of the articles she’s working on. This might be one of her favorite parts of the day. She usually gets up before any of her other family members. The house is quiet as she lets in the owl delivering this morning’s paper and gets her muggle laptop. About an hour later she will hear soft footsteps making its way down the stairs and Albus Severus will be walking into the kitchen.
Ginny looks up from her laptop as her youngest son walks into the kitchen. He yawns and rubs his eyes with his hand. His dark hair is a mess atop of his head, reminding her of how her husbands hair looks every morning that she wakes up next to him. A pair of sleepy, half closed brown eyes meet hers and he mumbles a soft good morning.
She greets him with a warm smile before she gets up to make the both of them a fresh cup of coffee. The smell of fresh coffee beans fills the kitchen and she happily breathes it in. The smell of a new day. She hears Albus slump down into one of the chairs at the dining table. She walks over to her son, putting the cup of coffee down on the table in front of him. She presses a soft kiss to the crown of his head, wishing him a good morning, before handing him the newspaper that had been brought in by owl that morning. Albus breathes in the smell of freshly brewed coffee before opening the newspaper.
Ginny takes place behind her laptop again, typing away at the news articles she has to check and approve for tomorrow morning’s paper. She peeks up at her little boy over the laptop screen as he scrunches his nose up at the article he’s reading. With a flick of her wand she summons his reading glasses, sliding it toward him.
‘I don’t need them,’ Albus mumbles as he doesn’t take his eyes of the newspaper.
Ginny shrugs as she gets back to the article in front of her, checking for grammar mistakes. After a few minutes she hears Albus move, reaching out for the glasses case. Ginny flashes him an amused smile and he can’t help but sheepishly smile back at her, sticking out his tongue after. As his glasses are now balancing on his nose, he looks even more like his father. Though Albus might look like his father when it comes to his looks, except for the big, brown Weasley eyes, he’s much more like her in every way possible.
Neither Ginny or Albus are big talkers in the morning, especially not before they have had their first cup of coffee. Both of them are fierce lovers and they experience their emotions to the fullest, but find it hard to express that through words. Their feelings come from a deep emotional place and can be a lot for them to bear. But they will keep it inside no matter what, having it build up until it’s too much for them to bear. As a child Ginny struggled a lot with opening up to the people around her. At home she was surrounded by all of her older brothers, always falling a bit more into the background. She felt repressed, overshadowed by her older brothers who were louder, causing trouble and getting her parents attention. So she mostly kept to herself, inside of her home as well as inside of her mind.
It’s why, even at Hogwarts, she always kept to the background. She wasn’t used to getting attention. So she figured that if she’d stay quiet and in the back, no one would notice her and no one would ask her any questions. Though she felt alone, causing her to fall into this downward spiral that eventually led her into the arms of Tom Riddle. Her first years at Hogwarts were hard, it send her to a very dark and lonely place. Until Harry Potter came along. She’ll be eternally grateful for that game of exploding snap that he invited her to play. He showed her what kindness and love looked like. From that moment on she gradually started to feel more comfortable around people. Luna, Neville, Harry, Hermione even her brother Ron. She started to grow. She felt like she could be herself around the friends she made.
For Albus the first years at Hogwarts, were a struggle. The fear Ginny had felt throughout those years was overwhelming. The feeling of slowly losing her little boy, feeling and seeing him slip away from her. She wanted to help him, to hold him, but he couldn’t let her. The feeling of not understanding what was going on inside of his mind, not being able to figure him out, was one of the worst things she had experienced in her entire life. Nothing compared to the feeling of losing your child.
When he started to open up to her, after the horrible events of the 4th year at Hogwarts, he had told her how lonely he had felt in the last few years because he didn’t feel like he fit in at Hogwarts and neither did he feel like he fit in at home - with his family.
Until Scorpius came along. He had told her that Scorpius showed him what true friendship is he still does every single day that they are together or apart. He feels seen when he is around him. Scorpius accepts him for the person he is and it was exactly what he needed most. Scorpius is the person that he feels comfortable with, that gives him the courage and a safe space to find himself, to learn who he is and who he wants to be. Encouraging him to try out new things, to break old habits, to go out and explore the world that is around him. He was the light in the darkness that Albus needed, like Harry was Ginny’s light in the darkness, and she will be eternally grateful for the young Malfoy that came into her son’s life and made it that much brighter.
Albus looks up at his mother and she can feel her heart swell when he smiles at her. She loves her son so incredibly much and she makes sure to tell him that every single day. She has no idea what she would do without him and her other beautiful children. She is grateful for every day that she gets to spend with them.
Albus gets up, collecting both of their cups as he walks up to the counter to pour the second cup. He kisses his mother on the cheek as she gratefully takes the cup from him. Ginny prepares the first cup of coffee and Albus the second one, it’s tradition in their morning routines. After their first cup of coffee, they’re ready to talk. So like always Albus lets himself fall into the chair next to her as he pulls up his legs, balancing the cup of coffee on his knees. She carefully pushes the laptop away from the edge of the table before Albus rests his head against her shoulder, cuddling up to her. With her free hand she combs through the messy hair as they sit in silence for a while. It feels good to have her son back with her, to understand his mind a bit more, to hold him close to her. In these little moments she is the happiest she can ever be.
‘What are you working on, mom?’ Albus breaks the silence.
‘The announcement of your brother joining Puddlemere United as their new Chaser,’ his mother replies before she presses another kiss to his hair.
‘You can’t write too many good things about him, mom.’
‘Why’s that?’ she asks as Albus peeks up at her from under his curls.
‘He’s already got a big head, if you do that his broom might not be able to hold him up anymore,’ Albus replies and Ginny can’t help but laugh at her son’s remark.
Laughter rings through the kitchen, merging with the smell of fresh coffee beans, the recipe for a wonderful morning with coffee in the Potter-Weasley house.