Spring 2008

Ginny Potter gazed down contentedly at the newborn redhead in her arms. It was a hard labour, worse than either of the boys, but it was worth it. Her daughter was the most beautiful thing she had ever laid eyes on.

But there was one thing wrong.

"We can't call her Luna."

"What?" Harry looked up abruptly from his chair by the bed; he'd been dozing off.

"We can't call her Luna. She doesn't look like a Luna," Ginny insisted, stroking her daughter's vivid red hair.

Harry stood up, examining the baby's face from many different angles. "I suppose you're right," he said reluctantly; it had taken so long to decide on a name in the first place. "What do you want to call her?"

Ginny paused. The answer was so obvious, once you thought of it. "Lily. Luna as the middle name."

"Are you sure?" Harry asked immediately, but his face lit up. "We said you would get to pick the name this time, I mean—"

"Lily Luna," said Ginny firmly. "It's perfect."

He turned his head, trying to hide it, but Ginny was sure that tears had just formed in her husband's eyes. "Thank you. That... that means a lot, Gin," Harry told her, but Ginny waved away his thanks.

"It's fine. It suits her."

"Lily Luna," he said in wonderment. He'd done this twice before, but it didn't detract from the amazement of seeing his new daughter. "She'll have a lot to live up to, won't she?" he observed quietly.

"Yes," Ginny agreed, a hint of sadness in her voice. "But we'll be there for her every step of the way."

A/N: I have a lot of headcanon on Lily Luna, but I don't feel like I've written anywhere near enough of her. So here's my attempt to change that. :)

I'm thinking there will be around ten drabbles in this, give or take a few. So enjoy!

Disclaimer: I'm not JKR. Sorry.