Not Really A Sacrifice
Title: Not Really A Sacrifice (prompt: sacrifice)
Word Count: 100
Rated: G
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Ginny watched her oldest son with a frown. He’d been oddly quiet and Ginny often caught him looking at her with a rather pensive face. For James, pensive was an apocalyptic sign.
“What’s wrong, Jamie?” she asked, tucking him in.
“Mum, you played Quidditch, right?”
“For the Harpies, yeah.”
“Victoire said you quit because you were pregnant,” James sniffed “I’m sorry that I made you quit.”
“Honey, it wasn’t your fault. I’d planned for that to be my last year. Daddy and I wanted kids, and we were so excited that I was pregnant so quickly. You were a blessing.”
Word Count: 100
Rated: G
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Ginny watched her oldest son with a frown. He’d been oddly quiet and Ginny often caught him looking at her with a rather pensive face. For James, pensive was an apocalyptic sign.
“What’s wrong, Jamie?” she asked, tucking him in.
“Mum, you played Quidditch, right?”
“For the Harpies, yeah.”
“Victoire said you quit because you were pregnant,” James sniffed “I’m sorry that I made you quit.”
“Honey, it wasn’t your fault. I’d planned for that to be my last year. Daddy and I wanted kids, and we were so excited that I was pregnant so quickly. You were a blessing.”