I must admit that I don't really like songfics... and that I can't write them to safe my life (at least, I wouldn't read it if I had the choice...), but as I said I would write it: hereby the son 'Walking on Sunshine' by... I think Katherine and the Waves...

Warnings: no warnings for this one-shot.

Disclaimer:I don't own Harry Potter, nor do I own the song!

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Walking on Sunshine

Lyrics …

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Harry couldn't help but smile every single time he saw Ginny, nor could he help the weird, giddy feeling in the bottom of his stomach every time shesmiled at him. He loved her, he was sure of that, and he knew that she loved him too.

It had been weird in the beginning, as he had always seen her as his best friend's little sister and he had been too involved in fighting a war against a madman who had wanted him dead since he had been an infant.
But he had always known that sheloved him.

I used to think maybe you love me,
Now baby I'm sure,
And I just can't wait till the day when you knock on my door,
Now every time I go for the mailbox,
Gotta hold myself down,
Cause I just can't wait till you 'rive me or coming around!

For her, it had started with a small crush on a boy whom had featured in her bed time stories – like a modern Prince Charming, though Molly had sworn that she had never told her children anything but the truth about that night and no made-up fairy tales – and later in the stories told by her brother, her crush's best friend. It only became worse after he had come to stay with them and had been nice to her, the Weasley's only girl! Her brothers had always dismissed her as weak, not amusing or a damsel in distress who needed to be protected from outsiders, but he had been nice to her, even when she hadn't dared to speak to him and embarrassed herself every single time she saw him.
Of course, the fact that he had rescued her from a certain death and had risked his own life while saving her had only confirmed it for her: he was herPrince Charming, her saviour.

She had later told him that she had never stopped loving him - not even when she had dated other guys - and that she had been ecstatic when he had told her that he loved her.

I'm walking on sunshine, oooooh,
I'm walking on sunshine, oooooh,
I'm walking on sunshine, oooooh,
And doesn't it feel good, heeh, all right now,
And doesn't it feel good, heeh, all right now yeah.

Harry smiled as he laughed with his friends, the very first friends he had ever had and the best friends a boy could wish for. They were always there for him, even when he had been a moody little jerk during their fifth year.
He had known that they would've missed him fiercely if he hadn't survived his last encounter with Voldemort – the one in the forest, the one in which he had sacrificed himself for 'the Greater Good' – and that they would've resurrected him to kill him themselves for hurting Ginny and for ending up dead. Somehow, that made him feel all happy and mushy inside.

He knew – the moment he had walked towards the forest, his parents, godfather and honorary uncle by his side – that he would survive the war. He didn't know how he knew, he just knew.
It was as certain as the fact that he loved Ginny.

And know, he was happily married to her and they had three beautiful children.

I used to think maybe you love me,
I know that it's true,
And I don't wanna spend all of my life,
Just waiting for you (just waiting for you),
Now I don't want you back for the weekend,
Not back for a day (no, no, no),
See, baby I just want you back,
And I want you to stay,

It had taken him almost half a year before he finally managed to gather his courage and ask the Weasley males for their permission to marry their daughter and sister.
They had, of course, give their blessing but they had warned him against hurting her. He had promised that he would always love her, and he was planning on keeping his word.

Their wedding had been beautiful, Ginny had been absolutely gorgeous – even more gorgeous than Fleur could ever be, and shewas part Veela – and the weather had seemed to want to bless them as it had been sunny, warm and cheerfully.

He had been happy that he had asked her to accept him back after the war.

I'm walking on sunshine, oooooh,
I'm walking on sunshine, oooooh,
I'm walking on sunshine, oooooh,
And doesn't it feel good, heeh, all right now,
And doesn't it feel good, heeh, all right now,
And doesn't it feel good.

He watched on as his children were running around, happily playing a game with the rest of the Weasley children. It was nice to see them have fun and it was nice to realise that the war had been over for decades and that there were no Death Eaters who wanted their lord back, anymore.

He laughed happily as his daughter, Lily Luna, jumped in his arms demanding that he played her horse. He complied with a smile as Ginny, Ron and Hermione laughed at him and their children's antics.

Hey , alright now,
and doesn't it feel good,
hey yeah ,oh yeah,
and doesn't it feel good,

Walking on sunshine,
Walking on sunshine ,

I feel the love, I feel the love, I feel the love that's really real,
I feel the love, I feel the love, I feel the love that's really real,

I'm on sunshine baby oh,
I'm on sunshine baby oh.

Yes, he was truly happy with his life, he realised as he came to stand next to his wife, his daughter still on his back, his bests friends besides him and his sons running around and frolicking with their cousins and friends.
The sun shone upon them and they were all laughing and happy.

I'm walking on sunshine wooah,
I'm walking on sunshine wooah,
I'm walking on sunshine wooah,

Life was good, and he wished it would never change.


So, that was probably the last songfic I'll ever write. I hope you guys liked it.

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~Marwana