Lunch with Daddy. [CLOSED]

[Harry Potter]

Harry smiled at Lily and hugged her tightly. "I know princess. And it would make daddy worry if you worry about me. I promise that I'll come back safetly. I always do." he told her. Then he swiped the tear that fell from her face again and his eyes began to sparkle again.

"Weren't we supposed to have a good time together? Come on, lunch is over and time for us to play now. I'm sure you got better . However, can you beat daddy?" he teased her. Lily was a cross between Ginny and him when it came quidditch. Lily was aggressive and strong-willed during a game. Even those little mock games they play at the Burrow with her cousins and Uncles.

"Ready for a game with daddy now, princess?" he asked her with a wide smile. He was going to enjoy the day with his daughter. And hopefully with his sons too. If they ran into them that is.

[Lily Potter]

Lily knew she had to put on a brave face for her dad. She couldn't let him worry at all, even if that meant acting like everything was fine while she was with him and then stay up at night worrying about him. Wondering if he was safe, or fighting, or whatever it is he truly does on missions . She hated it. Ever since she was little she had to worry about him. Worry about whether or not he'd come home from missions and long trips. He countlessly told her not to worry, but it never worked. She always did.

"Sure, daddy! I'd love to go play now. And I won't worry too much. I know whoever it is, you'll beat them!" She put on a false smile and looked up at him with loving eyes. No matter where he was going after, today they were going to spend having fun and not worrying about it. It was why he came here. To tell her he was leaving and to have a final day of fun. That day would be spent playing Quidditch. She was dead set on that.

"Let's go!" Lily exclaimed joyfully. Maybe a little too joyful. But she was trying to act like nothing was wrong, after all... She grabbed her dads hand and pulled him out of the Great Hall, which by that time, was close to being empty, and straight to the Quidditch Pitch.

(OOC: Want to set up the thread at the Quidditch pitch after replying, or do you want me to? Sorry for the late reply, btw.)