Author's Note: I don't own anything except Kalila!
Summary: Hagrid's daughter Kalila comes to live with him at Hogwarts, but doesn't plan on falling in love with George Weasley.
Hagrid stood outside of his hut and looked to the sky for a sign of his daughter's arrival to Hogwarts. She was of course running late as usual and it very much so irritated her father. Her name was Kalila, but unlike her father, she was not a half giant. She was a normal sized girl with hair that curled tightly framing her face and sweet soft brown eyes. Her skin was a cream color. She was twenty years old and was a kind hearted person.
Hagrid found out about his daughter one morning when he was out buying food. He ran into a former flame of his and when his eyes fell upon Kalila, he was shocked to discover she was his. So it was decided between the two parents that Kalila, when she was old enough, would spend both summers and winters with Hagrid until she was eighteen, and then she could make her own choice about what she wanted to do. And of course she had decided to live with her father.
Just when Hagrid was about to go back inside of his hut, he turned to see his daughter landing on her broomstick in hand. "Dad wait for me!" she giggled.
"Bout time ye got here yah silly girl!" he hugged his daughter and kissed her cheek, "Come inside, I'll make ya a spot of tea."
Kalila smiled as she walked into her father's hut and saw all the wonderful things her father hung up on the ceiling and walls. "You haven't changed a bit Dad!" Kalila jumped onto her father.
"Well now missy, I wouldn't be so sure," he teased, "I'm now a teacher, teaching them youngins about creatures and such."
Kalila walked over to the couch looking at all of the photographs. She grabbed one of her father and Harry Potter, the boy who lived. "I've always wanted to meet him and his friends," said Kalila.
"Well ye can," laughed her father, "Tomorrow we are going to town to get some supplies for the upcoming school year. We are going to go to Hogsmeade and you can go about town. Harry and I meet once a month for butterbeer. Usually he is joined by Hermione, Ginny, and Ron, oh and then there's George. You haven't met him yet. Bit o a goofball, but bit more serious now. He lost his brother in the war you know!"
"It's hard to believe that the war has been over for a year now," Kalila mumbled.
When the war outbroke, Kalila's mother refused to let her go to see her father and it broke poor Kalila's heart.
"Would ye be a dear and water the roses for me?" her father asked.
"Sure Dad."
Grabbing a water bucket, filling it to the brim, Kalila swung it about and went to water the roses. She smiled as the roses seemed to come back to life as she watered them. Feeling rather playful, she began to swing and dance around with the water bucket. She was laughing and feeling great.
The next morning it was time for Hogsmeade. "Come on Kalila, we be on our way!" boomed her father as she finished trying to get dressed.
Finally emerging from her room, Kalila sighed and she pulled her hair off to the side in a blue ribbon. Hagrid and Kalila walked over to the fireplace and threw some flu powder and they were in Hogsmeade. Urging his daughter along they approached a candy shop where inside awaited Harry Potter and his group of friends. "Harry me boy!" exclaimed Hagrid embracing the young man with a hug.
Turning to his daughter, Hagrid smiled and said, "Harry, this be my daughter Kalila!"
"Well Hagrid, I'm surprised you didn't tell me sooner you have a daughter," Harry smiled.
Harry held out his hand and Kalila shook his hand. "Nice to meet you," Kalila greeted him.
"This is my girlfriend Ginny, her brother Ron, and his girlfriend Hermione," explained Harry.
"No George eh?" Hagrid asked.
"He said he wanted to work today," piped in Ron.
"Well then what say ye guys? Eh? Let us get our butterbeers!"
Kalila looked around the store and said, "Dad do you mind if I go wander around?"
"Go on ahead ye silly girl, I'll wait for ye in a bit."
Without a moment to lose, Kalila walked out of the candy store. She began to walk around the streets taking in the sights and the smells. This surely felt like heaven. She looked in the windows at all of the wonders. When she was looking in one of the windows, she saw a sad looking young man staring out the window. He was resting on the counter. Kalila paused for a moment. Should she go in and try to cheer up this sad looking young man? It would be her good deed of the day! So she decided to go in and try to talk to the poor fellow.