I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. I ONLY OWN MAGGIE AND STEPHANIE, ALONG WITH ALL MY OTHER OCs

Mending Hearts

Chapter 1

"Margret Lily Kingston!" Goddamn it I sounded just like my step-mother. "Come here." Her eyes finally shifted away from the large dog which had just walked by and heard me. Kids…..

"What mommy?" she asked, walking back toward me and placed her small hand in mine. It was amazing that just 3 short years ago she was inside me. At only 20 years old I had to grow up fast, raising a child by myself.

"How would you like to go visit grandpa and Charlotte today?" I asked as we began walking down the crowded New York street. Charlotte was my step-mother. She, unfortunately, married my dad some years after my mother, Caroline, was killed. After awhile of resenting him, I accepted his decision. My two older brothers, Gabriel and Sean, seemed to have a more difficult time with the marriage. But we'll get to that later.

"Okay mommy, just as long as Kims nice to me this time." Kim is my half sister, a total witch (no pun intended) just like her mom.

"Kim better be nice to you. Just tell mommy if she's not okay?" My baby girl nodded. "We gotta go home first though okay? Mommies gotta check and make sure she left all the windows closed. Its suppose to rain in a bit."

"Alright mommy." She hugged onto my leg tightly as I apparated back to our apartment. With a thud we landed on the hardwood floor. Maggie let go of my leg and trotted off around the kitchen corner and out of sight. I sigh, before pulling my curly brown hair into a ponytail and ran my hand over my face. The apartment wasn't exactly clean, or at least not to most people's standards. With a heavy sigh I walked over to the couch and picked up the pillow laying on the ground, throwing it back on the couch before walking over to the nearest window to close it.

Our apartment wasn't cheap by any means. It was beautiful, with two bedrooms and two full bathrooms. It had a wonderful kitchen, complete with a countertop to sit at and stainless steal appliances. In the family room was an entertainment center with everything you could think of. There was a deck, overlooking New York city from the 5th floor. It was an incredible view and an incredible place to live.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are-

'Hermione' my brain automatically said as I grabbed my cell from my back pocket. "Hello?" I greeted.

"Hey Steph!"

"What's up, I haven't heard for you in far too long. What's going on in fabulous London?" I waited for an answer.

Silence.

"Would it be a lot to ask for you to come here?" I shifted my eyes as I heard a noise from the kitchen.

"Can't you come here?" There was no way I was going to see him again. Not ever. I could hear her sigh from across the phone.

"I'm pregnant."

…

"WHAT!?" I shouted into the phone, sitting onto the couch. Hermiones PREGNANT!?

"I found out last night, I thought I'd call and let you know. Oh please Stephanie it would mean so much to me!"

I sigh, glancing back at the kitchen where Maggie came out with a half eaten banana. "Yeah, I'll defiantly be dropping by. Someone needs to smack Ronald upside the head." I could hear a giggle from the other end.

"Oh thank you so much Steph! This means so much to me, when can I be expecting you?"

"Today. In a few hours." I smiled at the thought of finally visiting after all this time.

"I can't wait."

"Talk to you in a few, Mione."

"Steph?"

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Thanks."

"No problem." I said, just before clicking end. Without missing a beat I went into contacts and clicked 'talk' when I came to my brother's number.

The phone rang once.

Then twice.

And a third time.

"Hello?" Thankfully his girlfriend didn't answer.

"Hey Gabe its Stephanie. I was wondering if you'd maybe be able to watch Maggie for me for a few days. I gotta head out of town right away."

"You know I always love watching that kid. Just bring her over whenever you want, but why are you going out of town so suddenly?"

"Hermione, my old schoolmate from London just found out she's pregnant." I explained. On the other end of the phone I could hear him take a deep breath. My brother Gabriel remembered what hell I went through when I was pregnant. Thankfully for Hermione she had a father for the child, something I wasn't blessed to have.

"Wow, well good luck with that. Do you want me to come get her?" He asked kindly. Gabriel was always such a sweet guy, which is why I know I can always depend on him.

"No, no its alright. I'll bring her over to your pad." I said smoothly. "Just give me about… an hour or so to pack our things."

"Alright."

"Love you Gabe." And I always meant it.

"Love you to sis, see you in a bit." And then there was a dial tone.

Hanging up the phone I walked past the TV and into the kitchen, smelling the apple pies my neighbor, Mrs. Mason, baked every Wednesday. Sitting at the counter was Maggie, chewing happily on an apple as she watched Sponge Bob on the small television.

"Come on baby, we need to pack your things up. Your going to stay with Uncle Gabriel while mommy goes to visit a friend." Maggies my best friend and I wouldn't keep anything from her. Well, almost anything.

"Okay Mom." she replied, grabbing the remote off the marble countertop in front of her and flipping off the TV. Without asking twice (which by the way is usually pretty rare for us), she jumped down from the stool and walked out of the kitchen, still grasping her apple. I smiled, watching her walk away. Maggie had my eyes, along with my smile. But everything else about her reminded me of her father. I wondered how he was doing, if he was safe and if he'd moved on. I couldn't always hide how much it hurt me to keep Maggie away from him. I never wanted her to be a secret but I told myself it was about protecting her. And her father just wasn't safe to be around. Not that I doubted he could take care of her. I knew that if he discovered her that he would love her with everything he had. Unfortunately that just wasn't enough. I needed to keep my daughter safe, no matter what the cost.

With a deep sigh and running my fingers through my loose, brown curls I turned around to begin packing for what would be the trip that would change my life.

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