Daddy's Little Princess

Prelude

She had watched with sadness when her brother Ron and his friends had been congratulated by Dumbledore and McGonagall for their graduation. It should be her next year, but no, she had been stupid and believed the lies her boyfriend told her. Now she was sitting in the great hall with the rest of her family watching the first dance of the evening, reserved for the graduates. She had to leave Hogwarts after her fourth year, but even when she was sad about not being able to have this special day next year, she never regretted her decision.

The little girl in her lap was her pride and joy, she loved her more than anything. Michael her ex-boyfriend had told her he loved her and she young and naïve had given him her virginity, it was short and painful, he had barely finished when he redid his pants and left. Six weeks later she had fainted in potions class only to wake up in the hospital wing, her parents sitting next to her bed.

Her whole world had crumbled down upon her when Poppy told her and her parents that she was pregnant. Crying in her mother's arms she told them what happened, her dad hugged her tightly. Telling her that everything was going to be okay and then he left, to hunt down the little bastard who dared to hurt his baby girl.

He returned two hours later and told her, that he refused any participation in this and that he didn't believe for one second the child to be his, she thought her father had only told her the basics to keep her from getting hurt more, but she didn't know for sure.

She was able to finish the year, because her precious daughter was born a week after school was over.

She had been scared that the baby would look like the sire, but thankfully the opposite had been the case. Everyone of her brothers always joked about how she was the clone of her mother, red-golden hair and big brown trusting eyes, although her own had lost that trust. She had written to her classmates but they quickly lost interest in her, news about her daughter and life at the burrow wasn't as fascinating as the school gossip, only Luna hadn't abandoned her and Ron's best friend Hermione, who had spent part of her summer with them became a good friend over time.

Ron's other best friend was Harry, heir to the Potters, but she had never met him. After his first year and Voldemort attacking the school to kill him and if rumour was true Neville Longbottom as well, the Potters and Longbottoms had removed the boys from school. The papers were having a blast, printing about the way Lords Potter and Longbottom had shouted at Dumbledore being totally incompetent to protect the children in school. Since then the school governors had kept a tight leash on him and the teachers he hired.

They had to have an O or E in the NEWT's of the subject they wanted to teach and prove that they could work with children. The both heirs returned to take their NEWT's at school though, but the parents came along as well, after the disaster with a ministry witch in Ron's fifth year, she had used a Blood-Quill for detention, she was replaced with Prof. Lupin.

He was so popular that the students were collecting signatures demanding his return next year. He did along with Sirius Black, ex-Auror and school governor, Lupin was teaching first till fifth-years and Black the sixth and seventh-years. Lady Potter was teaching Potions first and second-years, relieving her friend Snape from that exhausting task. Lady Longbottom was helping in the hospital wing. Their husbands working from the castle on their business along with protecting their families.

Over the last two years the war was getting worse, the attacks getting closer together and more violent. Many families were seeking shelter in Hogwarts and Hogsmeade.

She had to smile to herself, for only having three friends in Hogwarts she was perfectly informed. With more and more of her friends leaving her, Ron, Hermione and Luna had took it upon themselves to inform her of every little detail happening here.

She readjusted her daughter in her lap, trying to not hear the whispers or see the pointing fingers in her direction. She knew what they thought about her, her brothers had been in detention every other week for hexes and punches against Michael and some others who had happily sprouted rumours and called her names.

They all believed her to be easy and a slut, trying and failing to trap a remotely rich wizard in marriage, so she wouldn't need to study and work. They didn't know that she was studying when her daughter was playing or sleeping or that her parents and brothers were teaching her, she had taken the OWL's at the ministry like all home-schooled children. She even had a part-time job in Diagon Alley, till the shop had closed down because the owner had fled the country with his Muggle-born spouse.

She watched Ron twirl Hermione around and little Gwen was rocking in her lap to the music, a big smile on her chubby face. She kissed her fiery curls and her daughter graced her with a little giggle.

Last week had been an attack on the Muggle village near the burrow and now her family was staying at Hogwarts as well, her parents had told her it was easier this way, because after her brothers had joined the order of the phoenix her parents had as well. Most of the resistance was stationed here, but she knew that the truth was that her daughter was unfortunately not a pure-blood. Out of all members from her rather large family, her little girl was the one who was in the most danger. She could barely contain the shudder at the thought.

Even tonight she could feel the underlying fear. The Potters and Longbottoms were nowhere to be seen all day, she had been looking forward to it. Ron had promised to finally introduce her, but even he had no idea where they were, only that there had been an attack somewhere in Wales and they had left shortly after they got the news. To most it was incomprehensible why two seventeen-olds were going, but they were the most skilled fighters the light side had.

Something that made the dark side want to kill them even more. Ron was completely devoted to his Captain, as he called him sometimes, even if they only had spent first, sixth and seventh year together along with letters in the time between, according to him Harry was like another brother. That is why she wasn't surprised that he turned to look at the door every five minutes.

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