Word Count: 100
Author's Note: it doesn't seem to you that something is missing?
When Harry opened his eyes, the watch said "time to get up".
With a deep sigh he extricate himself from the blankets.
In an hour he would leave for a secret mission that would last a month, at least.
He turned his head toward the sleeping figure of Ginny.
Under the dim light of the candle she seemed an ethereal being.
Harry rested his head against his wife's belly.
"Son, be good while I'm gone. Mom will be worried, but you tell her that I do it for you, for a better world, that both of you are my strength"