Harry crossed the landing warily, his wand extended in front of him. Low murmurs trickled out of Teddy’s room. Teddy had been asleep when he stepped out for milk ten minutes previously.
Harry peered inside. Ginny knelt by Teddy’s bed, stroking his hair as he fell asleep. When she saw Harry, she smiled, rubbed noses with the little boy, and walked out of the room.
“Nightmare,” she explained, shutting the door softly behind her.
“You’re amazing, you know that?” Harry grinned.
Ginny wrapped her arms around Harry’s neck. “Would you like some eskimo kisses too?”