A/N: Just an idea I had. I've never actually watched How I Met Your Mother, but obviously that's what the title is inspired by. I just like the ring of it xD. Hope you enjoy!
The young, fiery red head sat down on the couch, her small frame practically sinking in to it. She was sixteen years old, but due to her stature she was often mistaken for closer to eleven or twelve. She had wide, dark chocolate brown eyes that were constantly looking around. "You look just like your mother, you know that Daphne?"
Daphne looked up as the man set the tray of tea on the coffee table. "I know Uncle Ron, you always tell me that." She offered him a bright smile.
"Yeah, I do don't I?" He chuckled as well and poured the tea before sitting down beside Daphne. "Aunt Hermione will be back tomorrow. She said something about you two going school shopping."
"Great! I already have a list made."
"Of course you do." Ron laughed and ran a hand through his hair, a sad look passing over his eyes for a moment. They sat in silence for a few minutes, sipping their tea when Daphne finally spoke up again.
"Can you tell me about Mom and Dad?"
Ron looked over, mildly surprised. She hadn't asked about them in a few years, but maybe that should have surprised them more. He turned to face her and smiled gently. "Of course I can sweetheart."
He sighed inwardly as he looked her over a moment. Daphne was the spitting image of Ginny, but she had gotten Draco's rather calm demeanor…and a combination of both their tempers. She was beautiful and it made him sad that his sister and his brother in law would never get the chance to watch her grow up.
It had been fifteen years since Ginny and Draco were taken. The authorities said it was an accident, but Ron didn't believe it because the details just didn't make sense with an accident. Still, Ron only knew so much. Harry and Hermione both worked for the Ministry but neither of them could find anything useful. It was like the higher ups had just buried all the details of their deaths to make it near impossible to track.
Ron still remembered the day it happened. Ginny had called him, asking if he and Hermione could watch Daphne. It would only be for a few days- a week at the most. She had a look about her that was…well not the usual Ginny, but it seemed important so Ron agreed to it. He wanted to get more details but knowing his sister, if she didn't provide them up front then he wouldn't get them so easily.
Draco and Ginny showed up the next day with enough stuff to last a month at least, which wasn't too suspicious. After all they were new parents and Daphne was only one year old, so they wanted to make sure Ron and Hermione had everything they would need.
Then two days later Harry showed up at the door in his Ministry uniform with a rather somber look on his face. He had just received word that Ginny and Draco were dead. It was classified as an accident but he had caught a glimpse of the pictures and it didn't look like an accident.
Ron cleared his throat and shook his head, taking a sip of tea. Then he started the story like he always started the story, "Well, you father was a real piece of work when we were in school…."