Butterfly Kisses

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or the song “Butterfly Kisses”.

Author's Note: Happy Father's Day. Sorry if this seems rushed…I just really needed to get it all out so I hope you like the overall feel of it! Please Review.

Always tell your dad you love him…A few days ago I came close to saying “I love you, Dad” the last time…it should have been the last thing I ever said to him…but God gave me a miracle. So it doesn't matter what happens between you and your dad…just love him with all you have…

Dedicated to Paul Gengler…I couldn't ask for a better dad…I love you!

Butterfly Kisses

xxx

“Congratulations, Mr. Potter. It's a girl…”

xxx

There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven, and she's Daddy's little girl.
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes
And I thank God for all of the joy in my life, oh but most of all...

“God bless Mummy, and Daddy, and Auntie Luna and Uncle Ron. Bless Grandma and Grandpa Granger, and Grandpa and Grandma Potter. Bless Uncle Remus and Uncle Sirius. Bless Jenny, Bobbie, Lucy, Annie, and Max. And bless all my other friends and all my family. Amen.”

“Amen,” Harry echoed, looking up at his daughter, who was hugging her favorite stuffed dog close to her chest.

“I get to make my own birthday cake tomorrow, right Daddy?” Audrey asked, as Harry kissed her forehead.

“Of course you can, sweetheart. I love you, Audy, goodnight,” Harry smiled, smoothing out her covers.

“I love you too, Daddy. Night,” Audrey replied, giving Harry a goodnight kiss.

“See you in the morning,” Harry said, before turning off the light and closing the door halfway.

“Is she asleep?” Hermione asked as Harry reentered their bedroom.

“Yeah,” Harry replied, getting into bed beside her. “She wants to make her own cake tomorrow.”

“Oh dear,” Hermione sighed, laughing softly. “I've never been great at cooking…but I suppose I'll have to try and help her won't I?”

“Suppose so,” Harry grinned, pulling the comforter over him. “God I love her,” he stated after a moment.

“So do I Harry, so do I.”

For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair
Walk beside the pony Daddy, it's my first ride
I know the cake looks funny Daddy, but I sure tried
Oh with all that I've done wrong, I must of done something right
To deserve a hug every morning, and butterfly kisses at night.

Happy birthday, Audy,” Harry greeted Audrey after he apparated home from work. “So, where's this cake?

“Well,” Audrey started, wringing her hands nervously, “It's not perfect.”

“Oh, come on, it can't be that bad!” Harry exclaimed, taking her hand and leading her into the kitchen. “Let's see it.”

“Okaaay,” Audrey sighed, and then took the lid off a pan sitting on the counter.

Harry had to stifle the laugh threatening to come out.

“It's horrible!” Audrey cried out, seeing the mirth in her father's eyes.

“No, it's beautiful,” Harry smiled, squatting down so he would be eye level with her.

“But I-I dropped it, a-and it broke into a million pieces, and then the f-frosting made the cake peel off itself, and then I couldn't spell everything right!” Audrey exclaimed, and then broke down into sobs. Harry drew her into his arms and patted her soothingly on the back.

“Oh, love, it doesn't have to be perfect, you did it all by yourself; so it's perfect, and I'm sure it still tastes fabulous!” Harry grinned, looking into Audrey's big, green, tear-filled eyes.

“I'm sorry, Daddy,” Audrey whispered, looking to the floor.

“Sorry? Sorry for what?” Harry asked, staring at her dark brown head.

“For ruining the cake,” Audrey replied, wiping at her tears.

“C'mere,” Harry sighed, lifting her off the floor and sitting her on the counter beside the cake. “Now,” he said, getting out a fork and cutting out a bite-size piece of cake, “try it.”

Audrey lifted the fork to her mouth and cautiously ate the piece of cake.

“Well?” Harry asked.

“Well…it tastes just like when you make it, Daddy!” Audrey exclaimed after pondering the flavor for a minute, her eyes lighting up.

“I always knew you'd be able to cook,” Harry laugh. “See, the cake is just as good as it ever is, it just has a different shape this time.”

“Thank you, Daddy,” Audrey smiled, wrapping her arms around Harry, hugging him with all her might.

“You're welcome, baby.”

Sweet sixteen today
She's looking like her Mama, a little more everyday.
One part woman, the other part girl
To perfume and makeup, from ribbons and curls.
Trying her wings out in a great big world, but I remember...

“Surprise!”

Sixteen-year-old Audrey Potter walked into the basement of her house, two friends in tow.

“Oh, my, GOSH!” Audrey exclaimed. “Mum! Dad! You did this?” She asked, seeing her parents among the beaming faces before her.

“Happy birthday, Audrey,” Hermione smiled, hugging Audrey.

“Thanks Mum. How did you pull this off?” Audrey asked, pulling back from Hermione.

“Oh, a little help here and there,” Hermione winked.

“Happy birthday, Audrey,” a small voice said from behind Audrey.

“Oh Evelyn, is this from you?” Audrey asked, bending down to be eye level with her four-year-old sister.

“Yes,” Evelyn smiled sheepishly, handing Audrey a gift that was wrapped in an assortment of different wrapping papers and had a big pink bow on top. “I did it myself.”

“Thank you, it's wonderful,” Audrey grinned, giving her little sister a hug.

Next Audrey turned to Harry.

“Dad,” she smiled.

“Audrey. Happy birthday,” Harry smiled at her and gave her a hug as well.

“Thanks Dad, thank you to everyone…this is amazing!” Audrey laughed.

“Well, there's a whole heap of presents over there, and if you don't hurry up I might claim some of them,” Rachel, one of Audrey's friends, told her.

“I'm going, I'm going,” Audrey grinned and made her way over to the table.

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“Did you have fun?” Hermione asked Audrey as they cleaned up the party decorations.

“Yeah. It was great,” Audrey sighed, glancing at Harry, who was saying goodbye to the few remaining guests.

“Audy, can I talk to you?” Harry asked after a few pops sounded through the room.

“Sure Dad,” Audrey replied and followed Harry onto the porch.

“I didn't give you my gift,” Harry smiled slightly after a minute, and handed Audrey a small box wrapped in pale pink paper with a simple white bow on top.

“What is it?” Audrey asked, shaking it slightly.

“Open it,” Harry laughed, watching his daughter's actions.

Audrey quickly ripped the paper off to reveal a velvet jewelry box.

“Dad,” she gasped, and opened the box slowly, as if it would bite.

“It was my mother's,” Harry said softly as Audrey held up a gold chain with a sizable ruby dangling from it.

“But Dad, you should give this to Mum or something!” Audrey exclaimed.

“I wanted you to have it…it just felt right, giving it to you,” Harry whispered.

“Thank you,” Audrey smiled, eyes welling up with tears, as she gave Harry a hug.

“I love you, Audy.”

“I love you too, Dad.”

Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair.
You know how much I love you Daddy, but if you don't mind
I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time.
With all that I've done wrong, I must of done something right
To deserve her love every morning, and butterfly kisses at night.

All the precious time, oh, like the wind the years go by.
Precious butterfly, spread your wings and fly.

She'll change her name today, she'll make a promise, and I'll give her away.
Standing in the bride room just staring at her
She asks me what I'm thinking, and I said I'm not sure.
I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl, and she leaned over...

Harry stood in the doorway of the small room; it's contents in disarray. His eyes moved over to the young woman standing front of a standing mirror. Hermione was putting the veil on and checking for any stray hairs.

“Dad, you're staring,” Audrey said after a minute, turning to look at Harry.

“Sorry,” Harry smiled, looking at the floor.

“What's wrong?” Audrey asked, waking over to where Harry stood.

“Nothing; you look beautiful,” Harry told her, an odd expression on his face.

“Thanks,” Audrey smiled, turning back to check her reflection in the mirror.

“Well, I just came to get you. About five minutes till the ceremony starts,” Harry said a few minutes later.

“Oh, okay. Let's go,” Audrey beamed, linking her arm through Harry's.

Gave me butterfly kisses with her Mama there
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair.
Walk me down the aisle Daddy, it's just about time.
Does my wedding gown look pretty Daddy? Daddy, don't cry.
Oh, with all that I've done wrong, I must of done something right.

The music started and the bridesmaids and groomsmen started down the aisle.

“I love you, Audrey,” Harry said, turning to Audrey, a tear running down his cheek.

“I love you too, Daddy,” Audrey replied, and took a deep breath. “Please don't cry.”

“I'm just so happy for you,” Harry smiled, wiping at his tears. “But it still hurts.”

“I'll always be your baby girl,” Audrey said, voice quavering.

“I love you so much,” Harry pulled her into a hug, and finally let go when the wedding march began.

“I love you always,” Audrey smiled, eyes full of tears and then she turned towards the altar. “Let's go.”

Harry walked her down the aisle, almost afraid of giving her away. When they reached the altar he heard the priest ask who would be giving her away and, seeing the happiness radiating from his daughter as she smiled up at her husband-to-be, smiled and said, “Her mother and I,” and then let go of her hand.

To deserve her love every morning, and butterfly kisses,
I couldn't ask God for more. Man this is what love is.
I know I gotta let her go, but I'll always remember...
Every hug in the morning, and butterfly kisses.

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