A/N: Well I'm back with the second year of Emily's time at Hogwarts. Fudge is still missing, Dumbledore is still evil, and the twins are born. What else will happen to Emily during this school year? Well just read and find out!
Venom of the Darkness
Chapter 1
Emily sat up in her bed. There was a light rain, gently pouring down outside. Emily felt a few drops of water fall on her arms from her open window. She looked towards her door and saw the hall light on. Emily pulled off her covers, covering Angel up in them in the process and slowly tiptoed to her door. She opened her door and saw her father helping Gina down the stairs. Mrs. Granger was in her nightgown, bathrobe, and slippers holding a small suitcase in her hand.
"Don't forget this, and can't you just appear at the hospital or something?" Mrs. Granger asked.
"It's not safe with the baby, Gina will floo powder over and I'll apparate there," Harry explained taking the suitcase.
"Well then I'll tell you what I told Hermione when she had Emily," Mrs. Granger said.
"What's that?" Gina asked.
"May the Lord be with you and protect you and the twins during this birth. I'll bring the kids with me once you're ready to see them. Good luck and have faith," Mrs. Granger replied.
"Thanks," Gina said as another contraction came on.
Harry rushed her down the stairs and ushered her into the living room. Mrs. Granger smiled and went back into her bedroom. Emily quietly stepped down the stairs and into the living room.
"Mom, is it time?" Aaron asked as Harry threw floo powder onto the fire. Gina nodded and stepped into the fire.
"You can come visit some time tomorrow," Harry said and disaparated.
"Why are you still up? It's one in the morning?" Emily asked, looking at her watch. Aaron turned to look at her and motioned for her to join him on the couch.
"I love this TV your Grandma has. I've never realized muggles were so smart," Aaron said, turning down the volume on the television set.
"Have you been watching this since I headed up for bed?" Emily asked.
"Yeah, I never knew the Brady Bunch could be so interesting," Aaron said.
"You've been watching TV for three hours. Aren't you tired of it?" Emily asked.
"Nah, I've never heard of a TV in my life. Are you ready for the birth?" Aaron asked.
"I don't know, is the attic ready for you and Josh to move into yet?" Emily questioned.
"We just have to move our beds up there and there is a few boxes left that Harry might want to look through. But we need Mom or Harry to move the beds up. I hate the stupid no magic during the summer rule," Aaron replied.
"Can I look through the boxes?"
Aaron stood up and Emily followed him up the stairs. They walked down the hall and Emily heard Josh snoring in the room the twins would be sleeping in once they came home. Aaron opened a door at the end of the hallway and he turned on the lights. They walked up a small staircase and Emily saw for the first time what the boys had done to the attic. The few boxes that were left were in the corner by the stairs. Blue curtains had been put up on the window and most of the boys belongings had already been brought up.
Emily remembered the look on the boy's faces when they had realized they would have to share a room. Harry had suggested that Josh and Aaron fix up the attic, so they would have more room to themselves and their room would be made into a nursery.
Emily opened the top box and drew out a photo album. She sat on the cold floor and opened it. There were pictures of her when she was a baby playing with her mother. Emily looked at a picture of her mother trying to teach her how to play her grandparents piano. She turned the page and saw her mother smiling brightly as Emily tried to plant the garden. A few tears started to role down Emily's face as she looked at a picture of her fifth birthday. Emily was holding a toy to her mother's plump stomach trying to show the baby in her mother's womb what she received.
"Sometimes I can't remember what she looked like anymore. Pictures help, but I can't remember her voice anymore or her smell. Daddy says I look like her, but how can I look like someone I can barely remember?" Emily said, letting her tears fall freely.
"I feel the same way about my Dad. I was only like two or three when I lost him. The only things I have of him are pictures. Mom said I have his build and his eyes. She says Josh looks just like Dad, except for Josh has Mom's eyes. Emily, you know more about your Mom then I ever will know about my Dad," Aaron said, sitting down next to her on the floor.
"But why would Daddy put all these pictures in boxes in the attic? Doesn't he still love her? Has he forgotten everything about her? Daddy never even told me what they were going to name my baby brother. I haven't been to my mother's grave in over a year," Emily cried.
"Emily, Harry probably wanted to move on just like my Mom did. She divided all of Dad's things and pictures up between Josh and me. I know Mom still loves him, but he's gone Emily, and so is your Mom. It's natural for Harry to move on," Aaron explained.
"I know that, it's just, I'm afraid he doesn't even love her anymore. He doesn't talk about her anymore. Daddy used to tell me stories about my Mom. He told me how afraid she was of brooms and how she worried constantly about me. He told me she was so excited to have another baby to fuss over. Why did she have to die so young? She wasn't even 30 yet!" Emily replied.
"You still have your Grandma to tell you things about your mother. All my grandparents are dead. Emily, you're lucky you have so many people who love you," Aaron said, closing the open box.
"No! I want to see if there are more pictures of my mother! I'm starting to forget her and it scares me," Emily said, leaning over to pull the box away from Aaron.
"Emily it's late, Josh and I have to start setting up the twins room and we have to finish moving in here before Mom and Harry bring the babies home. We should both go to bed," Aaron said, putting out his hand to help Emily up.
"Can I bring this box to my room?" Emily asked.
"Sure, I'll carry it down for you," Aaron said, picking up the box.
"What about these one's? Do you know what's in them?" Emily asked.
"No, but they aren't going to disappear. You can look at them in the morning," Aaron said, heading for the stairs. Emily followed him reluctantly and refused to go to bed until Aaron put the box in her room.
Emily turned on her light and closed her door. She took the covers off of Angel and pulled a blanket off of her bed. Emily wrapped her blanket around her and sat on her carpeted floor looking through the box. She found album's full of pictures of her mother. Most of the pictures Emily looked at were of her and her mother when she was a baby. Emily found an album of her parents wedding. Emily looked at the picture of her parents dancing. They both looked so happy together. Emily felt a few more tears roll down her cheeks.
"Why did she have to die?" Emily whispered.
Emily couldn't take her eyes off of the picture. Mrs. Granger opened Emily's door at nine in the morning. She found Emily sleeping near a box. The box was empty and photo albums were scattered across the floor. Mrs. Granger picked up the open album and looked through the pictures of her daughter's wedding. Mrs. Granger looked at the picture of Harry and Hermione dancing. She missed her daughter dearly. Mrs. Granger looked down at Emily sleeping on the floor. Emily had her father's spunk, but she reminded Mrs. Granger of her Hermione. Angel meowed from the bed and jumped off, rubbing against Mrs. Granger's legs.
"Is it morning?" Emily asked, sitting up on the ground.
"Yes, the boys have been up for a few hours now. Sirius came over and helped them move their beds upstairs. The nursery is almost finished now. We'll be going to see your new siblings in a few hours," Mrs. Granger said.
"Grandma," Emily said.
"Yeah?" Mrs. Granger said.
"Will you tell me about my mother sometime?" Emily asked.
"Of course, I see you found her pictures in the attic," Mrs. Granger replied.
"Yeah, what's in the other boxes?" Emily asked.
"Some of your baby outfits and baby toys that will be going in the baby room. And the other box was Aaron and Josh's baby stuff. They were moved to the nursery and set up there," Mrs. Granger said. "Breakfast is downstairs."
"Ok, I'll go say hi to Grandpa Sirius first," Emily said.
Mrs. Granger nodded and left Emily's room, closing the door behind her. Emily put on a new outfit her Grandmother had bought her and put her bushy hair up in a ponytail. Emily opened her door and went down the hall to the nursery.
"No, the girl's things should go on her side," Emily heard Sirius say.
"Why?" Josh asked.
"Because Josh, would you like to find Emily's things in your room?" Sirius asked.
"No," Josh said.
"Grandpa Sirius!" Emily said, running into Sirius arms. Sirius hugged her and smiled.
"Emily, you've grown at least an inch since I've seen you last," Sirius said.
"You saw me last week, I don't think I've grown that much since then," Emily said rolling her eyes.
"You're so much like your father," Sirius laughed.
"What do you think of the nursery?" Aaron asked.
"It looks wonderful, except the girl should have pink blankets, not green," Emily said.
"Girl's like green," Josh said, looking at Emily's green shorts and tank top. Her shorts matched her eyes.
"But baby girl's have pink stuff, you should see some of the pictures of my room when I was a baby," Emily replied.
"Your room still is pink," Josh remarked.
"I know, but it's not all pink anymore, my old blanket should be in one of these boxes," Emily said. Aaron knelt down and rummaged through a box. He found a fuzzy pink blanket, with teddy bears on it.
"Emily, how could you use that?" Josh asked.
"My Grandma made it for me. I think the new baby girl should have it," Emily replied.
"Sirius, have you seen the babies yet?" Aaron asked.
"Nope, I'm going when you guys go," Sirius replied.
"When does Rosie get back from the states?" Emily asked.
"The beginning of August," Sirius replied.
"Is breakfast ready?" Josh asked. Emily nodded. Aaron and Josh ran down the stairs towards the kitchen.
"Grandpa Sirius, do you remember anything about my mom?" Emily asked.
"Yes I do," Sirius replied.
"Can you tell me?" Emily asked.
"Sure, what do you want to know?" Sirius asked.
"Anything you can tell me. Pictures don't help much. Grandpa Sirius, I think I'm forgetting everything about her. I don't want to forget her, but I can't remember anything anymore," Emily replied.
"Your Mother was such a nice girl. She loved you and Harry with her whole heart. She wanted to have a household full of children. She had so much love to give, but not enough time to give it. She wanted to protect you. She was afraid anything would hurt you. You're father took you on your first broom flight. Hermione was terrified you would fall. She couldn't even take the pictures. I had to take them myself. Emily, your mother loved you so much," Sirius explained.
"Do you know what my brother was going to be named?" Emily asked.
"Harry, would be the only one who knows that," Sirius replied.
"I'm just so afraid I will forget everything about her. She wasn't supposed to die. Daddy wasn't supposed to re-marry, and I'm not supposed to be getting siblings from Gina," Emily replied.
"Emily, your father took the death of Hermione worse then anyone. It was time for him to move on and it's time for you to move on as well. I'm not telling you to forget Hermione, but you can't keep pretending she's still living," Sirius replied.
"I know, but I don't want Gina to give birth to twins. I don't want Daddy to have more kids. I'm his little girl and I didn't want Mommy to die," Emily said.
"No one wanted her to die, Emily," Sirius said.
"Then why did she die?" Emily asked.
"I don't know, Emily, she was Voldemort's last victim," Sirius said.
"Well some of Voldemort's supporters are back, and we won't be safe again," Emily replied.
"If you guys want breakfast you better come down," Josh yelled up the stairs.
Emily left the room and Sirius followed. Josh was at the bottom of the stairs holding a piece of toast.
"Hurry and eat Emily, then we can go see the twins," Josh said, heading back to the kitchen. Emily followed and quickly ate her breakfast while Josh and Aaron talked to Sirius about Quidditch.
"Are you sure I can't just drive there?" Mrs. Granger asked, when Sirius explained the concept of Floo Powder.
"There is no way to get there unless you floo powder over or apparate," Sirius replied.
"Oh, fine, but I better not get hurt," Mrs. Granger said.
After a few minutes of re-convincing Mrs. Granger that she would arrive safely with floo powder, they all managed to arrive in the lobby of the hospital. Mrs. Granger wiped the soot off of her clothes and put her hand to her head. Emily gently led her grandmother over to a chair.
"Don't worry Grandma, you won't be dizzy in a little bit," Emily said reassuringly.
"Next time you should close your eyes," Josh said.
"They are just down this hall," Sirius said.
Sirius helped Mrs. Granger stand up and they headed down the hall Sirius had pointed out. Aaron was in the lead, and he walked right into the room his mother was in. Emily stood back in the hallway, not wanting to go in. Emily heard Mrs. Granger exclaiming over how cute the twins looked.
"Do they just sleep?" Emily heard Josh ask.
"Where's Emily?" Harry asked.
"She was right behind us," Aaron said. "I'll go find her."
Emily heard a scraping of chairs and found Aaron pop his head out of the doorway.
"What are you doing out here Emily?" Aaron asked.
"I don't want to go in," Emily replied.
"Why not?" Aaron asked.
"Because if I go in, it will mean things have really changed," Emily said.
"Things have already changed, Emily," Aaron pointed out.
"But if I go in, that will mean Daddy is really married to your Mom, and that they actually have a family together," Emily replied.
"Emily, just come in," Aaron said, grabbing Emily's arm and pulling her into the hospital room. Emily stood in the doorway and scanned the room.
Gina was sitting up in a bed, holding a baby in a pink blanket in her right arm, and a baby in a blue blanket in her left arm. Harry was sitting by the bed, talking to Sirius, whom was standing next to him. Mrs. Granger had taken a chair on the other side of the bed and was in a deep conversation about the twins with Gina. Josh was looking bored, sitting in another chair in the corner of the room.
"Emily, I'd like you to meet some people," Gina said, spotting Emily in the doorway. "Don't be shy, they're not going to bite."
Emily walked slowly towards the bed, and Aaron followed her.
"They wouldn't tell us their names until you came in," Aaron said.
"This is Cora Elizabeth, and Brent Harold," Gina smiled.
Emily stared at the blankets with little pink heads sticking out. The boy already had bits of black hair sticking out of his head. The girl had brownish blonde hair like her mother. Emily took a step closer and saw that they were sleeping soundly.
"Who was born first?" Aaron asked.
"Brent was," Harry replied with a grin.
"So you finally got the son you've always wanted," Emily stated.
Harry looked up at Emily with a confused expression on his face.
"You never really wanted a daughter did you? You always wanted a son who would follow in your footsteps. Well now you have one," Emily said, turning around and storming out of the room. She stomped down the hall and found herself in the lobby again. Emily took a seat and sat staring out the window.
"Emily," A voice said in front of Emily. Emily looked up and saw her father standing there. Emily glared at him, but didn't speak.
"Emily, what has gotten into you?" Harry asked.
"You never asked me how I felt about all this, did you? Maybe I don't like it; maybe I don't want to be in this family. You know you had another son, but you don't seem to care anymore," Emily snapped.
"Emily Hermione Potter, you listen here, No one is ever going to take your place, I love you Emily, nothing can change that," Harry said angrily.
"Do you even care that your first son was never born?" Emily asked.
"Emily, I wanted him to be born as much as your mother did. I never expected her to die. If I could change the past, I would have let Voldemort kill me instead of her," Harry replied.
"But you didn't," Emily said.
"Emily, I still love your mother, but she has been gone for almost seven years now. It's time to move on. I have moved on, but I still have a place for your mother in my heart. Now come on back and see the twins," Harry said.
"I don't want to see the twins. They aren't my real siblings. They are yours and Gina's kids, not Mommy's and yours," Emily said.
"Emily, you're mother is dead, I loved her more than anything…"Harry began.
"Then why did you let her die and my baby brother as well?" Emily cut in.
Harry didn't answer, but he glared down at his daughter. Emily feared her father for the first time in her life. He had never glared at her before. Harry took one more look at his daughter and left, heading for the hospital room where his wife and newborn children were. Emily felt a tear fall down her cheek, but she ignored it.
"Why did he have to marry her, why did Mommy have to die? Why?" Emily whispered angrily.
Emily pulled her knees up to her chest and let her tears fall freely.
"Only another couple weeks of being here," Emily kept telling herself. "Then I can go back to Hogwarts. Only a couple more weeks."
A/N: Well what do you think of the first chapter of Emily's second year? I hope you like it. It will get better if you don't like this chapter, I promise! So please leave a review. When I get reviews I post faster and it makes me happy!