Alright here's the third chapter. Hope you enjoy it. Part of this is taken from the Sorcerer's Stone. Speaking of which, JK Rowling owns Harry Potter and I don't.

Chapter 3: Discussions and Diagon Alley

Scarlet felt movement beside her on the bed and she slowly opened her eyes. It had been a long night for both her and her daughter. The girl had woken up twice with nightmares and it had taken Scarlet almost an hour to calm her down each time. She cast a tempus charm and saw that it was almost eight. She turned to see that her daughter was awake, but she was looking at her with sad eyes. Scarlet ran a hand through her daughter's hair. A tear ran down the girl's face. "What's wrong, sweetie?"

She sniffled. "What's going to happen to me? Where am I gonna go?"

Scarlet let out a long sigh. She had hoped that this conversation wouldn't take place until later this week or at least later in the day. However, the woman knew that her daughter was smart and was also someone who liked to know everything that was going to happen. Scarlet laid back down and faced her daughter and decided to tell her the truth. "Scarlynn, I want you first to know that this is killing me inside. I never wanted to leave you alone, never mind so soon. I wanted to see you graduate, fall in love, get married, have kids…I wanted to see all of it. But, as it is, I will only get to see you complete your first year at Hogwarts. As it is, I think I have a good idea on who I would like to raise you."

She paused before continuing. "Scarlynn, remember how I told you that Sirius Black isn't your father? Remember how I told you that that must remain a secret?" She waited until the young girl nodded and those black eyes looked at her questioningly. "Twelve years ago, I fell in love with one of my best friends. We had been friends since our very first train ride when we were eleven. I met him and my other friend, a little girl with fiery red hair, after they had been driven out of their compartment by two arrogant prats. Anyways, the boy was sorted into Slytherin and both of us girls were sorted into Gryffindor. We were disappointed that we had been separated, but we decided to remain friends."

"Mom?" the black haired girl asked.

"Yes?" she brushed a piece of black hair out of her daughter's face.

"Was the girl Lily?"

"Yes. The girl was Lily Evans. She lived by our Slytherin friend and they had been friends for years before they met me. Anyways, in the spring of our third year, our friend's mother died and when he went back to live with his father who was not a nice man. He hurt his son and when he returned that school year, one of the professors found out and removed him from his home. That professor later adopted him. For the next two years, we all got along really well until the end of our fifth year when Lily had a fight with him and the two barely spoke after that. It was rather hard to be the in between friend for these two, but I found that it was worth it.

I started dating your father when we were in our seventh year. We kept our relationship quiet because we wanted our privacy, but it was wonderful. He treated me so well. He made me feel like a princess and I knew that he would never do anything to hurt me. After we graduated, he became a spy against Voldemort. We continued to date for the next couple of years but then I found out that I was pregnant. Don't." She stated when she saw her daughter looking down and had a sad expression on her face. She put a finger under chin and tilted it up so she could look Scarlynn in the eye. "I don't regret having you. You are the best thing that ever happened to me and I wouldn't change any of it. I love you. Do you understand?" The girl gave her mother a smile and a small nod. Scarlet released the girl's chin and wiped the dried tears from her face.

"When I found out that I was pregnant I was so happy, yet I was so scared. Your father was in Voldemort's inner circle as a spy and his life, my life, and your life would have been in danger if he found out. I went to Lily and James and asked them what they thought I should do. James's friend Sirius Black was over at the time and the four of us came up with our brilliant plan. Sirius Black would become your father, but I absolutely refused to use the charms that Lily suggested. She wanted to put a powerful glamour on you to make you look like Sirius's daughter, but I refused until I saw you. I knew that I would never use it unless you looked too much like your father.

The night that I told your father that I was having Sirius's child was the worst night of my life. He was planning on proposing to me that night and I broke his heart. I had never seen him so crushed. I knew that I wanted him in your life and I planned on telling him after Voldemort was destroyed, but then our whole plan fell apart. When Voldemort fell, it was not what we had hoped for. Lily and James were dead, Sirius was in Azkaban, and the Ministry was rounding up anyone with the dark mark on their arm. I had hoped that after about five years or so, I would be able to tell him, but I was a coward. He turned bitter towards me and I was scared to admit to him that I had lied to him. It was easier to take you away from him and hide in the muggle world where you could grow. So, I'm sorry that I kept you from him. I know that if he had been here, he would have loved you with all of his heart."

Scarlet had tears in her eyes, but when she looked at her daughter, she was surprised by what she saw. The girl wasn't crying nor did she show any emotion on her face. Her onyx eyes were piercing her mother's, almost as if they were searching for something. Scarlet let out a laugh at the sight. "You look like your father when you do that."

"Who is he?" The question caught Scarlet off guard.

"What?"

"I asked who he is. You never mentioned a name. Who is my father?" The black eyes pierced the woman's face, searching, hoping for an answer to her question.

"Your father is…" Scarlet took a deep breath. "Scarlynn Maggie Rose, your father is Severus Snape."

Scarlynn's eyes got wide with surprise and excitement. "Severus Snape, the potions master? He's a professor at Hogwarts. Wait, isn't he Minerva's son? So, Minerva's really my grandma, isn't she?"

"Yes." Scarlet nodded in agreement. "Minerva knew of the plan before I even went through with it. She wanted to be a part of your life and by me making her your godmother she could be without raising suspicion."

Scarlynn slowly nodded, trying to take this all in. "So, when you…when you're not here anymore, will he raise me?"

"That is my hope. I have an idea, but you have to be okay with it for this to work."

Scarlynn propped her head up and nodded in agreement. "I will do anything. I want to be with my father. If I can't have you, then I want to know him."

Scarlet gave her daughter a smile, "I know you do. Here's what I was thinking. I plan on letting him meet you first in class then I plan on talking to him and letting him know what's going. I plan on telling him that I named him your godfather and it is my wish for him to raise you. I would like him to get to know you for you, not just because he feels like he has to. I will tell him later. I don't know when, but he will know the truth before you start school next year."

"So you want me to lie to him? Keep who I am from my own father? And what happens if he doesn't want me? What happens to me then? You won't be here, he won't want me, and that leaves me, all alone with no one." Scarlynn buried her face in her pillow as the tears ran down her face again. She didn't want to be left alone.

Meanwhile, Scarlet had gotten out of the bed and walked around to the other side of it. She knelt down beside her daughter and ran her fingers through the black hair. After several moments of this, Scarlet quietly said, "Hey, none of that. Scarlynn, look at me." Scarlynn sniffled before turning to face her mother. Scarlet gently grabbed both sides of her daughter's face and used her thumbs to wipe the tears away. "Scarlynn, I promise you that you will never be left alone. Minerva has already informed me that if your father doesn't wish to raise you, she will take on the job in an instance. She and I both love you very much. Rest assured, you will never be left alone."

Scarlynn shook her head. "You don't understand."

"Then explain it to me. What don't I understand?"

"You're going to leave me. I don't want you to leave. I don't want you to leave and have me be thrown upon someone. I don't want you to leave." Scarlynn broke down again and nothing Scarlet said or did could get the girl to calm down. Finally she just gave up and crawled back into the bed and held her daughter. After half an hour, the girl fell into a fitful sleep and her mother let out a long sigh of exhaustion.

At around midday, the floo flared to life inside the kitchen. Scarlet quietly got out of the bed and walked out of the room, closing the door quietly behind her. As she stepped into the kitchen, she saw a stressed out Minerva McGonagall sitting at the table with her head in her hands. Scarlet went about making a pot of tea and set a cup of it in front of Minerva before sitting down with her own cup. "Rough morning, Minerva?" Scarlet asked with an amused grin on her face.

Minerva looked at her with a serious look on her face. "Scarlet, I have had the worst morning. Harry Potter has not received any of his letters and I've sent about a thousand of them. Albus is sending Hagrid to fetch him at midnight tonight to deliver his letter on his birthday. I'm still trying to sort out timetables and I can't concentrate because I can't stop thinking about you. How are you today?"

Scarlet shrugged. "I've had better days. Truthfully, I've had much better days. Scarlynn was up all night with nightmares then our discussion didn't go at all the way I had intended. She's not upset about the fact that I lied to her about her father or my plan really. No, she doesn't want me to leave her. Minerva, I don't want to leave her. I don't want to die and leave her to fend for herself." Scarlet turned and buried her face in Minerva's shoulder and cried while Minerva rubbed comforting circles on her back.

"I know, I know. Shh. It's not fair is it? I know you don't want this. None of us want you to go, but there's nothing we can do now. Just cry and then try and be strong."

It took several minutes before Minerva was able to calm the woman down. Finally, Scarlet pulled herself out of Minerva's embrace and wiped her eyes and nose with the handkerchief Minerva had offered her. "I'm fine, Minerva. I'll be fine."

Minerva shook her head. "No, you won't be fine, Scarlet. You have a very serious illness that will eventually take your life. Of course you're not alright."

Scarlet slammed a hand on the table top. "Damn it, Minerva! It will not eventually take my life. There is no eventually about this. I have a year. One single year. I…that's all the time I have left with my daughter. That's all the time I have left to convince Severus to take in and raise his daughter. I won't get to see her grow up with him and I won't get to see the woman she'll grow into. I have a year and I can't do all that in a year." Scarlet was out of her chair and pacing in the kitchen furious.

"Part of this is your fault, you know." Minerva said as she re-filled her cup of tea.

"What the hell do you mean?" Scarlet stopped pacing and looked at her old Transfiguration professor.

"You could have watched her grow up with him. You didn't need to keep him in the dark. Now you only have a year left and that is going to be you watching a man bond with his enemy's daughter. Truly, Scarlet, you have gotten yourself into quite the mess here. Yes you have a year, but use that year. Use it to quit your job and do what you wish. Use it to watch Severus get to know Scarlynn. Use this time to your advantage. Don't waste it just because you're bitter about the fact you only have a year left. Use that time to live. Start tomorrow by taking your daughter to Diagon Alley. You may meet a Mister Potter whilst there." Minerva added with a smile.

Scarlet stood and gripped the chair in front of her. Minerva was right of course. She couldn't just waste away what precious time she had left. There were things that she wanted to do yet with her life before this year was up. The only problem was she was afraid and she didn't know why. She slowly nodded as Minerva's words sank in. "You're right of course." She quietly said a moment later. "That is entirely my fault. I shouldn't have hid her from him. I plan on making that right though. No matter what. I think you're right though, I might take her to get her school supplies tomorrow. She deserves a chance to get out and have fun."

"Where are we going Mom?" a sleepy voice asked from the hallway. Minerva turned to see Scarlynn standing in the doorway rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. She opened her arms and Scarlynn walked over and embraced her godmother.

"I know who you are now," the young girl whispered in Minerva's ear.

"And what is it that you know, Miss Rose?" Minerva asked as Scarlynn pulled away.

"That you're my grandmother. You adopted my dad." Scarlynn stated.

Minerva nodded. "Yes, I did and yes I am. I hope that this doesn't change anything with us?"

Scarlynn shook her head. "Oh no, it won't. I'm just glad to get to have a real, whole family."

"Well, you know what this means, don't you? Now that you know you're my granddaughter." Minerva asked the girl with a raised eyebrow. Scarlet let out a small chuckle at the professor's antics.

Scarlynn shook her head at the question. "No, I don't."

"I get to spoil her now more than ever," she said with a slight smirk. "Ow!" she exclaimed as Scarlet lightly hit her arm. "Scarlet Rose! How dare you hit a professor."

"Stop it, Minerva. Just because she found your actual relationship to her does not mean you get to spoil her now and just remember, you stopped being my professor years ago."

Minerva pointed a finger at the blonde haired woman. "That may be, but I am still her grandmother and now that she knows it, I can spoil her. Merlin knows I've done more for her than her other grandmother has." She stopped and placed a hand over her mouth. "Scarlet, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that."

Scarlet waved her off and went about cleaning the kitchen. "Don't worry about it. We haven't spoken to them in months. Did you know that my sister plans on sending her twin girls to Beauxbatons this year instead of Hogwarts? Did you know I didn't even hear that from her? I heard it from one of the women at the clothing shop when I went to pick up Scarlynn's jeans. Yeah, my mother didn't even send Scarlynn a card or anything for her birthday! The nerve of that woman. Minerva," she turned to face her, "make sure she doesn't get custody of Scarlynn. Promise me that you will fight for her if that happens."

"You know I will, Scarlet."

"Don't worry, Mom. I would never go and live with them. They don't love me anyways. I never want to stay with people who don't love me." Scarlynn said as she poured herself a glass of orange juice, not noticing the look that was exchanged between her mother and grandmother.

Minerva spoke first. "Don't worry, kitten, I won't let that happen. Now, I have something for you." Minerva pulled a small pouch out of her robe pocket and dropped it in Scarlynn's open hands. "Here's some money to spend on your trip to Diagon Alley tomorrow. Buy some new books to read at Hogwarts."

"Minerva, didn't we just talk about this. Honestly!" Scarlet exclaimed in mock exasperation.

"Well, what can I say?" Minerva asked as Scarlynn laughed.

"Mom, why are goblins so grouchy all the time? I mean, they get to be around all that money all the time, so I don't get what their problem is," Scarlynn asked her mother as she skipped down the busy walkway leading away from Gringotts to the rest of Diagon Alley.

"Hmm…well, goblins are greedy because they are around money all the time. And I think they also don't like wizards very much from what I remember from History of Magic."

"Oh, I know all about the goblin wars. I read History of Magic in Albus's office when I stayed with Minerva a couple months ago. I think we treated them very unfairly. Did you know that there was this Potions Master that would only work with goblins? I mean he was half crazy but still. At least the man tried to engage in goblin cooperation." Scarlynn told her mother as they headed toward the apothecary.

Scarlet laughed at her daughter's antics. "Did you read that in one of your history of potions books?"

"Yes, you know I did," Scarlynn gave her mother a quick smile then continued walking down the cobblestone path. "It was actually called Potions and Creatures and it was a great read. I still need to complete my History of Potions series. There's three more books to get."

"You're just like your father sometimes. Potions and books. Those were his two favorite things." Scarlet said as they approached the shop.

"Well, he must have liked you as well…and Lily." Scarlynn said.

"Oh, he did, but we were the two that hurt him the most. Now, we need to get your things here. We still need to get robes, books, a pet if you wish, and a wand." Scarlet listed the remaining items off of the list as she opened the door to the apothecary. As soon as the scents hit her, Scarlet was drawn into a memory.

Severus and Scarlet entered the apothecary with Minerva following closely behind them. The two were entering their sixth year and this was Severus's first Diagon Alley trip without Lily. Minerva had offered to take Scarlet with them because Scarlet had written earlier in the summer complaining of her parent's normal selfish behavior. They had decided to make the apothecary their last stop because both women knew that Severus would want to spend a lot of time in there. When they entered the store, Severus went to talk to the shopkeeper while Scarlet and Minerva went to refill both students' potion kits. After they were filled, Minerva gave Scarlet a few galleons to pay for Severus's ingredients and told the girl she would go and get owl treats for both of the students' owls. After she left, Scarlet walked over where some of the plant ingredients were. She breathed in the smells and closed her eyes. A voice behind her startled her. "That's sandalwood. It's one of my favorite ingredients."

Scarlet turned around to see Severus looking at her with an amused expression on his face. He walked over to stand by her side and picked a piece of it up. He held it in the palm of his hand, "Close your eyes and actually smell this." He stood there while Scarlet smelt the plant. She opened her eyes and looked directly into his onyx ones.

"It smells wonderful. I see why you like it so much. Wait…isn't that what you burn in your room in Minerva's quarters?"

He nodded. "It was my mother's favorite thing to burn in the house while my father would go away. She always smelled like it, too. After she died and I moved in with Minerva, I started burning it once a week in my room. It helps me remember her." He put the sandalwood back into the container.

"It is a beautiful smell. You know what, Severus? You smell like it, too." She laughed at the expression on his face. He put an arm around her and joined in a minute later.

"Madame, are you alright?" the clerk asked her, pulling her out of her trance.

She nodded at the man. "I'm fine. I was just bringing my daughter in to retrieve her Hogwarts things and I guess I was just reminiscing. Forgive me."

The man waved her off. "First child to go to Hogwarts?"

"First and only. She is looking forward to Potions class the most, however, I don't know how that will go for her. She's smart, don't get me wrong. She found my old Potions books last month and read the first and second year texts and loved them. She's also read several other Potions books and enjoyed them as well. I'm worried about Professor Snape. He and I don't get along and I'm worried that he will hurt her chance at learning."

The man nodded and looked over at where Scarlynn was being helped by one of the other workers who was in deep conversation with the girl about all the different ingredients. "She seems like she would be a good student. Curious and knowledgeable enough. Don't worry about Severus Snape. I don't know what happened to the excited and bright student that used to come in here and chat with me, but he's still a brilliant professor and one of the best potions masters I've had the privilege of knowing. He's still there, somewhere deep inside that shell of his."

"Yes, I quite agree," Scarlet said, watching as her daughter moved away from the insects and animal parts to the plants. "I remember that man very well. I'm afraid that I built some of that shell."

The man moved from behind the counter and placed a hand on her shoulder, "Scarlet Rose, never look back at your regrets. Yes, you may have helped build that shell, but he kept it up and has let no one break it down. Now, go and help your daughter gather the rest of her supplies. Make sure she gets a good cauldron and equipment set. That will really impress old Snape."

"Ha, I'm sure that it would," Scarlet laughed at the older man's antics while she walked over to where her daughter was. She thanked the shop worker for her help, but she told the woman she could take over from here. Scarlet smiled when she realized what ingredient it was that had her daughter so intrigued. Scarlet picked a piece of it up and dropped it in her daughter's hands. "This was-is your father's favorite ingredient. It reminded him of his birth mother. She used to burn it and so did he when he moved in with Minerva. His robes smell like it…or at least they did back then. Come on, let's get the rest of your supplies." With that, Scarlynn added the sandalwood to her collection and then helped her mother pick out a cauldron and other needed things. When they were checking out, the old wizard added a book into the cauldron.

"Free of charge, make sure you use it to blow your professor's mind," he said with a wink.

Scarlynn beamed up at the man, "Thank you, sir! I will!"

Scarlet smiled while she gave the man the right amount of money for their purchases. "Thank you again, for everything."

"You're very welcome. Now go on, you have lots of other things to buy," he ushered them out of the shop.

"Where to now, Mom? Madame Malkin's for my robes?" Scarlynn asked already heading towards the shop.

"Well, seeing as you're already heading over that way…oh, hello Hagrid!" Scarlet cheerfully greeted the tall man walking back from the Leaky Cauldron.

"Well, 'ello there Scarlet. It's been a long time. And 'ello there Scarlynn, my goodness you've grown since the last time I saw you," Hagrid said beaming at the pair before him.

"What are you doing here, Hagrid?" Scarlynn asked.

"I'm just taking Harry for his school supplies. Left him in Madame Malkin's while I got meself a pick-me up at the Leaky Cauldron. I just thought that I would go and get us both some ice cream," Hagrid explained.

"Well Scarlynn, if you would like to go in and get yourself fitted I will go with Hagrid to get us a treat. I think this should be enough for your robes," Scarlet told the girl while handing her some galleons.

"Thanks Mom. I promise not to cause too much trouble," Scarlynn said cheekily with a smile on her face.

"Go on then," Scarlet gave her daughter a friendly push into the shop.

Upon entering the shop, Scarlynn was not greeted by Madame Malkin, but one of her assistants. "Hogwarts?" the woman asked.

"Yes, ma'am," Scarlynn replied.

"Well, we have two other students back here, but I'm sure we can fit you in back there," the woman said as she led Scarlynn to the back of the shop.

Upon entering the room, she could hear the conversation taking place and immediately recognized the voice of none other than Draco Malfoy. "Know what house you'll be in yet?"

She heard another voice, one that she didn't recognize, respond, "No."

"Well, no one really knows until they get there, do they, but I know I'll be in Slytherin, all our family had been—imagine being in Hufflepuff, I think I'd leave, wouldn't you?"

Scarlynn was curious to hear the boy's reply, but all he said was, "Hmm." Scarlynn smiled to herself. The boy was obviously muggle raised and had no idea about the wizarding world. Oh well, he seemed better than Malfoy.

"Here we are, dear, stand up there while I get you fitted," the woman said as Scarlynn stood up on a stool.

"Oh, hello there. Hogwarts as well?" Malfoy asked her.

"Well, I would hope so Malfoy. Are you going there as well?" Scarlynn asked as the robe was slipped on over her head.

"Obviously. Wait, do I know you from somewhere?" he asked narrowing his eyes.

Scarlynn shrugged, "I'm sure you've seen me around."

"Yes, probably. I say, who's that man?" Both Scarlynn and the other boy turned to see Hagrid standing there, holding two ice cream cones with Scarlet standing next to him in the same predicament.

"That's Hagrid," the boy replied and Scarlynn realized that he must be Harry.

"Oh, I've heard about him. He's sort of a servant, isn't he?" Malfoy asked while Scarlynn rolled her eyes at the boy.

Harry seemed to be thinking along the same lines as she was, "He's the gamekeeper."

"Yes, exactly. I heard he's a sort of savage—lives in a hut on the school grounds and every now and then he gets drunk, tries to do magic, and ends up setting fire to his bed."

The great prat, Scarlynn thought and was about to say something before Harry jumped in, "I think he's brilliant."

"Do you?" Scarlynn wanted to laugh at how big Malfoy's eyes got when he asked the question. "Why is he with you? Where are your parents? Who's that woman with him?"

"My parents are dead and I don't who the woman is," Harry told Malfoy.

"Oh, sorry," he drawled, clearly not sorry at all.

"Malfoy, you know that's my mother, or do you not remember her?" Scarlynn asked, trying to draw the attention away from Harry. Scarlynn and Draco had gone to a child magic camp three summers in a row and Scarlynn knew that Malfoy recognized her mother.

"Oh yes, I remember her now. But, I don't think I was talking to you," he turned his attention back to Harry, "They were our kind weren't they? Your parents, I mean."

"They were a witch and wizard, if that's what you mean," Harry confirmed, clearly not wanting to talk to the boy any longer.

Before Malfoy could respond, the woman working on his robes told him he was done and set to go. "See you two at school." He said before paying for the robes and exiting the shop.

"Prat," Scarlynn whispered under breath and Madame Malkin chuckled. Scarlynn blushed, not realizing that anyone had heard her. "Sorry."

"Don't worry, dear. I think you'll find that most people agree with you," the woman said as she continued working on Harry's robes.

"Who was that?" Harry asked Scarlynn.

"His name is Draco Malfoy. His family is one of the oldest wizarding families out there and also one of the richest. They also have a bit of a dark background, but due to the amount of money they donate to this cause and that, no one really questions it," Scarlynn explained.

"Alright dear, you're all finished." Madame Malkin told Harry and he hopped off the stool. "She's almost done as well, if you would like to wait for her." She told Harry, seeing that he wanted to keep talking to Scarlynn.

"So, you're going to Hogwarts as well?" Harry asked, trying to think of something to say to the girl.

"Yep, sure am. I'm so excited. I grew up in the muggle world, but my mom's a witch and my godmother works at Hogwarts, so the two of them have taught me a lot about magic, but I want to learn as much as possible. Did you grow up in the muggle world, too?" She asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yeah, with my aunt, uncle, and cousin. I just found out I was a wizard yesterday actually," Harry told her.

"Really? Well, that's interesting," Scarlynn said, but before she could say anything else, the woman told her that she was done and ready. Scarlynn hopped down and offered her hand to Harry. "I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm Scarlynn, Scarlynn Rose."

Harry took her hand and shook it, "I'm Harry, Harry Potter."

Scarlynn heard a tiny gasp behind her, but she chose to ignore it. "Pleasure to meet you Harry. Hey, I have an idea. Why don't we see if you and Hagrid could join Mom and me to finish up our shopping."

"Sounds like a great idea," Harry told her with a smile and the two exited the shop to greet the adults outside who had ice cream waiting for them.

"Hey Mom, is it ok if Harry and Hagrid join us? They have to go to the same places we do," Scarlynn asked before taking a bite of her cone.

"I don't see why not as long as Hagrid's alright with it as well," Scarlet told her daughter.

"It's fine by me," Hagrid told the three of them.

"Excellent," Scarlet said before turning her attention to Harry. "Hello Harry, how are you? My name is Scarlet Rose. I knew your mother and father very well. We were friends during and after Hogwarts."

Harry looked at her, his emerald eyes beaming when she mentioned his parents, "You knew my parents?"

Scarlet nodded, "Very well. Your mother, Lily, was my best friend. You look an awful lot like your father, James, but there's no denying that you have your mother's eyes."

"Really?" Harry asked.

"Really. I bet that I have a couple of pictures of your mother and me that I would be happy to give you. I'll look and send them with Scarlynn when she goes to Hogwarts."

"That would be great, Ms. Rose," Harry told the woman with excitement.

"Well, we had better go and get your books," Scarlet said leading the group to the bookshop.

Harry turned to face the adults, "What's a Hufflepuff?"

Scarlet laughed at the question, making Harry blush, "Don't be embarrassed, Harry. It's a very good question. Hufflepuff is one of the four houses you can get sorted into at Hogwarts. There's Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Slytherin. You will spend all seven years at Hogwarts in that house."

"Oh, ok," Harry paused, unsure whether or not to ask his question. "Ms. Rose, what house were my parents in?"

"Both of your parents were in Gryffindor along with myself," Scarlet told him as they entered Flourish and Blotts. "Now, here's your list. Scarlynn, only two other books."

"Yes, Mom," Scarlynn said and the two went to ask the clerk for their books. While they were waiting, Scarlynn walked over to the History section and picked out two books: one involving the history of potion mistresses and the other involving the history of Transfiguration. Harry gave her a curious look.

"Why are you getting the extra ones?" he asked her.

Scarlynn shrugged. "I enjoy reading about the history of things. It helps me understand them more."

"Oh," Harry said. "What's quidditch? The boy in the shop mentioned it."

"It's a sport played on brooms. There's three different balls and seven players on a team. I don't really like it that much, but it can be fun to watch and sometimes I like to play. Hey, I have a book on the history of quidditch. I'll bring it with me to Hogwarts and let you borrow." Scarlynn suggested as the two made their way up to the counter.

"That's be brilliant! Thanks," Harry exclaimed as they paid and thanked the man for their books. As the two exited, they met up with Scarlet and Hagrid.

"We went and picked up quill and parchment for the both of you. Now, we should go and get your wands and then an animal. Sound good?" Upon seeing the two eagerly nod, they entered Ollivanders.

Harry was the first to receive his wand. He ended up testing the before one accepted him. Scarlet had raised an eyebrow at the man's mutterings about Harry's wand and Voldemort's wand sharing the same core. Scarlynn ran into the same problem as Harry and ended up trying about twenty different wands before she found the right one. "Ah, try this one. Ten inches, willow, and Quetzalcoatl feather core, good for Defense."

As soon as Scarlynn held the wand in her hand, she immediately felt warmth radiate from her hand down her arm and she watched purple sparks fly out from the end of it. "Wow." She breathed and Scarlet looked at the man somewhat confused.

"Mr. Ollivander, what is a Quetzalcoatl? I've never heard of it," Scarlet asked.

"It is a type of flying snake found only in the South American regions. I have only ever met one and that was his feather that he gave me. Use that wand well," he said, his last statement directed at Scarlynn.

"Oh, I will, sir," Scarlynn said and the two paid for their wands. After thanking the old wizard, they left the shop and headed towards the pet shop. Scarlet told Hagrid she would take the two inside seeing that the shop was quite small. Inside, Harry rushed over to where he saw a white, snowy owl. Scarlet walked over and placed a hand on his shoulder. He looked up at her and gave her a small smile.

"Do you like this one Harry?" Scarlet asked the boy. She smiled when he nodded.

He reached in the cage and pet the owl, "She's very beautiful. I've never had a pet before."

"Would you like her?" Scarlet asked.

"Very much so," Harry said before he could stop himself.

"I'll buy it for you then. Consider it several years worth of birthday presents from me," Scarlet told the boy.

Harry frantically shook his head, "You don't have to do that, ma'am. I have money. I can—"

"Harry, I want to. I've missed several of them. Let me get you at least one present to make up for the ones that I've missed and the ones that are yet to come that I shall miss as well," Scarlet told the boy.

"What…never mind. Thank you very much, ma'am," Harry thanked her, choosing to ignore the second part of her statement. He figured he would find out later. Scarlet merely nodded in reply and went to find her daughter. She was looking at a small black-banded owl and Scarlet could tell that the girl was in love with it.

"Is this the one you want, flower?" Scarlet asked her daughter.

She nodded, "Yes, Mom. He's beautiful."

"He is indeed," Scarlet agreed. She paid for both birds and the trio left the shop. They met Hagrid outside. "Well, we got everything we needed and should probably be heading home. It was a pleasure seeing you again, Hagrid, and you as well Harry. I hope that you have a wonderful year at Hogwarts."

"It was great to see ya again, Scarlet. Have to have a spot of tea with ya sometime," Hagrid said.

"Yes, we shall," Scarlet agreed.

"Thank you again for my owl, Ms. Rose," Harry said to the woman.

"Your very welcome, Harry," Scarlet motioned to her daughter. "Come on, Scarlynn, let's go home."

"Hey Harry, we should sit together on the train. I'll come and find you. It will be great to have a friend," Scarlynn told him.

"I would like to have a friend entering Hogwarts. I'll see you on the train, Scarlynn," he waved good-bye as both duos parted.

Scarlet looked down at her daughter as she held out her arm, "Did you have fun?"

"Yes, I did. I'm glad I met Harry," Scarlynn said as she grasped her mother's arm.

"As am I." And with that, the two disapparated with a pop.

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