Between Walls and Harvest Moons

"Gin," Harry began. He took her hands in his. "I wish he'd gotten more from you and less from me." Ginny studied his aching eyes. Her heart was a swollen, stinging beast. Lately, she could've used a break from it, but there was no telling where those two would've ended up without its guiding light. "I don't." [Post DH, takes place during Albus' third year in Cursed Child.]