tampered with the past

Could it be that my eyes are blurred?

For some reason, I always feel that Harry is looking at me very strangely - no, not at me, but at my stomach.

That inscrutable expression is filled with feelings that I can't describe.

Maybe I should ask him, after all I'm planning on making him godfather to this kid.

I decided to just do it.

Trying to have a private conversation at a family gathering at the Weasleys was a difficult task, but Harry, who was obviously preoccupied, saved me a lot of trouble. He went outside to blow the cold air, so I made excuses I wanted to get some fresh air and went out.

"I thought you'd be happy for me and Ron."

Seeing it was me, Harry seemed a little dazed: "I...I...Of course I'm happy."

"Is a sullen face the way you express your happiness? It's so different."

Harry made a scary face: "Wouldn't it be better?"

"Forget it." I pretended to shrink back, "I don't want to find a crooked godfather for my child."

"godfather?"

"You're not going to refuse again!" I narrowed my eyes dangerously, "Rose you made a lot of excuses that time, fortunately there are plenty of people who want to be Rose's godparents, otherwise I would doubt myself and Did Ron fail too much as a human being?"

"That's not what I meant." Harry seemed startled by my unfriendly tone, "I just..."

"Don't worry, Ginny has agreed to be godmother."

Seeing that the back road was cut off, Harry looked very depressed, which made me feel very wronged.

"If it's really so reluctant to you, I think it's better to forget it. I didn't expect that since my friend of more than ten years, since you are so invited..."

I was taken aback by my own crying, and so was Harry, obviously.

"I really mean it." He looked hesitant, as if he was making a major decision, "I...I just don't want Ginny to be the godmother of this child."

"why?"

"Godfather and godmother...you know..."

I get it: "Did you and Ginny fight?"

Harry nodded reluctantly.

Everything made sense, Harry's unkind look - he was pissed at Ginny!

Harry helped me sit on the bench (he insisted on supporting me as if I were an invalid), looking hesitant and bewildered.

"Let me guess, it must be Ginny's beauty that has attracted someone's attention, isn't it?" Ignoring the faint pain in my heart, I teased with a relaxed expression.

"That's it!"

It was the first time I saw Harry with an embarrassed expression, and I couldn't help but playfully: "Don't worry! Ginny is very obsessed with you, no one can take her away from you, I promise you. "

I was expecting Harry to breathe a sigh of relief or smile with relief, but he just stared blankly at my belly, sending chills down my back.

"actually……"

What he was trying to say, I don't know, because Ron joined Rose with him.

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