Harry couldn’t believe how grown up his little girl was. She acted like such an adult. He missed her being his little girl, his little Daddy’s Girl. Now she was a teenager, away at Hogwarts for most of the year, and out with her friends when she was home. He was satisfied though- however grown up Lily acted, she still hugged him every time she left.
All the precious time
Like the wind the years go by
Spread your wings and fly
The time flew by so fast. Harry felt like he blinked, like the wind shifted, and his baby girl was already all grown up. Harry remembered all the times he had spent with his girl, his ‘daddy’s girl’.
“Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Potter. She’s a beautiful baby girl,” the nurse handed Harry the small pink bundle. The baby’s eyes blinked open, and he was captivated by the warm brown eyes, identical to his wife’s. He ran his hand over her head, brushing the tiny tufts of red hair away. “Carrying on the Weasley tradition,” he told his wife.
“Come on Lily! You can do it!” Harry said to his unsteady child. He was kneeling across the room, patting his lap, as Lily clutched to the side of the chair, holding herself up. Ginny was sitting next to her, holding her other hand. Lily focused on her father, and slowly put one tiny foot out, then another, her mother moving with her. Ginny soon let go of her daughter, but continued behind her, in case she fell. A little ways from Harry she teetered for a moment, then plopped down. She looked up at her father, who had moved over to her, smiling. “Good job Lily! You did it!” Harry said, scooping her up.
“Bye, Daddy!” Lily hugged her father, the scarlet steam engine whistling behind her. “Bye Mum!”
“Goodbye, sweetie. You have everything?” Harry asked, looking at his eleven year old daughter. “Okay, now stay out of trouble! Don’t let James scare you- Hogwarts is fun!” Harry said, knowing what his eldest son could say.
“I won’t, I promise. Listen to James that is,” she grinned, purposefully ignoring the staying out of trouble order. “Write to me! I’ll tell you what house I get into tonight!” She hugged her father one last time, and her mother, before jumping on the train. “Bye!” she waved. Harry too, waved until the train went around the bend, and out of sight.
She'll change her name today
She'll make a promise and I'll give her aways
Standing in the bride room just staring at her
She asked me what I'm thinkin'
And I said I'm not sure
I just feel like I'm loosin' my baby girl
And she leaned over
Lily smoothed her hands over her white dress, staring in the mirror. She took a deep breath, and turned to her father, who was watching her.
“Well, what are you thinking about daddy?” she asked, seeing his wet eyes.
“I don’t know. You’re my baby girl. I feel like I’m loosing you” he said, as she smiled.
Gave me butterfly kisses with her mama there
Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair
Walk me down the isle daddy
It's just about time
Does my wedding gown look pretty daddy?
Daddy don't cry
“Remember when we went on that walk, and you put the flowers in my hair?” Lily asked, watching Harry nod. She opened a drawer, and pulled out some of the same type of flowers. “Would you do that again, daddy?” she asked him. Harry nodded, choked up, and twisted the flowers through her hair. Ginny smiled as she watched her husband and daughter together.
“It’s time for you guys to get ready” she told them. She gave her daughter a hug, and went to sit in her seat.
“Well, it’s time. Do I look pretty daddy?” Lily asked as tears began rolling down her father’s face. She wiped them gently with her hand. “Don’t cry. I’ll always be your little girl” She stood on her toes, and brushed her eyelashes against his cheek. “You look beautiful, Lily.” Harry told her. The music morphed into a traditional wedding march, and Lily and Harry started down the aisle.
Oh with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
To deserve her love every mornin'
And butterfly kisses
|Morgan Demeola||as Lily|
|Daniel Radcliffe||as Harry|
|Bonnie Wright||as Ginny|