"Um, James?"
"Yeah?"
"Where's Des?"
"I don't know..."
Lily peered into her magic pool that reflected the ongoings down on earth.
"Oh my God... Look James!"
James looked into the pool and laughed.
"All I see is Hermione and Harry... knecking."
"No! Not that! Beside them!"
"Oh..."
There, standing next to Hermione was Desiree.
"How did that happen? I mean, is it possible?"
"I don't know..." Lily said, puzzled. "But I don't think there's anything I can do about it." She paused. "I hate being up here... I hate it. I can see everything and I can do anything to help. I didn't get to help my little boy grow up and watched as he was abused but my sister and her family and I have seen all he goes through... and I can't do anything... not a single damn thing!"
James wrapped his arms around her. "Shh, Lil. Relax. I hate it up here too, but it's better than not seeing at all..."
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"Desiree?" Harry repeated. "You mean, as in Desiree who collapsed on your dining room floor in the middle of your birthday Desiree?"
"Yeah..." said Hermione. "Des, how did you get here?"
"Well... well..." The little girl began to cry. "Don't be mad Hermione, please. I was just holding your hand, but I didn't want you to leave. I remembered what you said about having to go back though, to see Harry and Ron and everybody. So I wished really, really hard I could go with you. Please don't be mad..."
Hermione picked her up and wiped the tears of her face. "I'm not mad, I just don't know how you got here..."
"Don't send me back... I don't want to go..."
"Don't worry Des, I don't think I can send you back." She faced everyone else. "This is Desiree. Des, this is Harry, that's Ron, that's Ginny, Ron's sister and this, is Professor Dumbledore."
"Hello" she said shyly.
"Ah, yes. Desiree Koenig..."
"Wait a sec... how do you know her name?"
"Well, she was in the magical register of course. Except her name disappeared, pending her death."
"What? You mean I could have already been friends with someone who was going to Hogwarts. Not fair!"
"Alas, life may not be fair, m'dear. But at the moment, we have to figure out what to do with Miss Koenig."
"You can call me Desiree." She said happily.
Dumbledore laughed. "Well, I guess she can stay with you guys for now, while I made arrangements. But at the moment, I have business to attend to." He walked toward the door. "Welcome back, Miss Granger."
And with that he was gone.
"Man, I'm starving." Ron said. "And since we depleted Harry's store of junk this morning, I think I'll go pay a visit to the house elves." He gave Hermione a hug. "I'll catch up with you later."
"Yeah, I think I'll join him." Ginny said. "Bye!"
Ron and Ginny left together, leaving Harry, Hermione and Desiree alone.
Hermione flopped onto the couch and Harry sat down beside her.
"So, do you want to hear what happened while you were gone?"
"Not really... I already know that. I think m story will be much more interesting."
She leaned into him. "Really?"
"We were on the border of Tir Na Nog!" Desiree said. "Oh sorry... I gave it away, didn't I?"
Harry laughed. "Oh well... Hermione wasn't ever the best at telling stories anyway."
"Hey... that's not true!"
"Okay, then tell away..."
Hermione began her tale, Desiree helping her out at the appropriate time.
"You saw my mum?"
"Yeah, I was with her the whole time. Except when she disappeared. That was when Dumbledore brought her back."
Harry smiled at the memory. "I felt like a baby. She sang me a lullaby and I fell asleep."
Desiree yawned. "Sing it Harry, sing it!"
"Oh, well, Des... I don't sing..."
"Come on Harry, sing it, for me..." Hermione said.
"Fine." He cleared his voice.
"Baby mine, don't you cry
Baby mine, dry your eyes
Rest your head close to my heart
Never to part, baby of mine
Little one when you play
Don't you mind what they say
Let those eyes sparkle and shine
Never a tear, baby of mine
If they knew sweet little you
They'd end up loving you too
All those same people who scold you
What they'd give just for
The right to hold you
From your head to your toes
You're not much, goodness knows
But you're so precious to me
Cute as can be, baby of mine..."
Hermione sighed. "How come you never sang for me before... you have a gorgeous voice."
"I did sing to you. Remember your birthday party? I sang Happy Birthday." He grinned.
"It seems like so long ago..."
Harry pointed. Desiree had fallen asleep. He stood up and picked her. He placed her in one of the comfy chairs in the corner and pulled a blanket up over her.
He sat back down and Hermione leaned into his again, eyes closed. They sat in silence, as he absentmindedly played with her hair.
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That was really short, but I had to end it there because the next part is going to be a songfic. But I'm posting it at the same time, so don't worry! I just think it should stand alone. It will lead off rexactly where this ended.
Please review!
~Danie
Thanx to all my faithful reviewers, and to all the 7 people who have this story on their favorite lists!
"Yeah?"
"Where's Des?"
"I don't know..."
Lily peered into her magic pool that reflected the ongoings down on earth.
"Oh my God... Look James!"
James looked into the pool and laughed.
"All I see is Hermione and Harry... knecking."
"No! Not that! Beside them!"
"Oh..."
There, standing next to Hermione was Desiree.
"How did that happen? I mean, is it possible?"
"I don't know..." Lily said, puzzled. "But I don't think there's anything I can do about it." She paused. "I hate being up here... I hate it. I can see everything and I can do anything to help. I didn't get to help my little boy grow up and watched as he was abused but my sister and her family and I have seen all he goes through... and I can't do anything... not a single damn thing!"
James wrapped his arms around her. "Shh, Lil. Relax. I hate it up here too, but it's better than not seeing at all..."
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"Desiree?" Harry repeated. "You mean, as in Desiree who collapsed on your dining room floor in the middle of your birthday Desiree?"
"Yeah..." said Hermione. "Des, how did you get here?"
"Well... well..." The little girl began to cry. "Don't be mad Hermione, please. I was just holding your hand, but I didn't want you to leave. I remembered what you said about having to go back though, to see Harry and Ron and everybody. So I wished really, really hard I could go with you. Please don't be mad..."
Hermione picked her up and wiped the tears of her face. "I'm not mad, I just don't know how you got here..."
"Don't send me back... I don't want to go..."
"Don't worry Des, I don't think I can send you back." She faced everyone else. "This is Desiree. Des, this is Harry, that's Ron, that's Ginny, Ron's sister and this, is Professor Dumbledore."
"Hello" she said shyly.
"Ah, yes. Desiree Koenig..."
"Wait a sec... how do you know her name?"
"Well, she was in the magical register of course. Except her name disappeared, pending her death."
"What? You mean I could have already been friends with someone who was going to Hogwarts. Not fair!"
"Alas, life may not be fair, m'dear. But at the moment, we have to figure out what to do with Miss Koenig."
"You can call me Desiree." She said happily.
Dumbledore laughed. "Well, I guess she can stay with you guys for now, while I made arrangements. But at the moment, I have business to attend to." He walked toward the door. "Welcome back, Miss Granger."
And with that he was gone.
"Man, I'm starving." Ron said. "And since we depleted Harry's store of junk this morning, I think I'll go pay a visit to the house elves." He gave Hermione a hug. "I'll catch up with you later."
"Yeah, I think I'll join him." Ginny said. "Bye!"
Ron and Ginny left together, leaving Harry, Hermione and Desiree alone.
Hermione flopped onto the couch and Harry sat down beside her.
"So, do you want to hear what happened while you were gone?"
"Not really... I already know that. I think m story will be much more interesting."
She leaned into him. "Really?"
"We were on the border of Tir Na Nog!" Desiree said. "Oh sorry... I gave it away, didn't I?"
Harry laughed. "Oh well... Hermione wasn't ever the best at telling stories anyway."
"Hey... that's not true!"
"Okay, then tell away..."
Hermione began her tale, Desiree helping her out at the appropriate time.
"You saw my mum?"
"Yeah, I was with her the whole time. Except when she disappeared. That was when Dumbledore brought her back."
Harry smiled at the memory. "I felt like a baby. She sang me a lullaby and I fell asleep."
Desiree yawned. "Sing it Harry, sing it!"
"Oh, well, Des... I don't sing..."
"Come on Harry, sing it, for me..." Hermione said.
"Fine." He cleared his voice.
"Baby mine, don't you cry
Baby mine, dry your eyes
Rest your head close to my heart
Never to part, baby of mine
Little one when you play
Don't you mind what they say
Let those eyes sparkle and shine
Never a tear, baby of mine
If they knew sweet little you
They'd end up loving you too
All those same people who scold you
What they'd give just for
The right to hold you
From your head to your toes
You're not much, goodness knows
But you're so precious to me
Cute as can be, baby of mine..."
Hermione sighed. "How come you never sang for me before... you have a gorgeous voice."
"I did sing to you. Remember your birthday party? I sang Happy Birthday." He grinned.
"It seems like so long ago..."
Harry pointed. Desiree had fallen asleep. He stood up and picked her. He placed her in one of the comfy chairs in the corner and pulled a blanket up over her.
He sat back down and Hermione leaned into his again, eyes closed. They sat in silence, as he absentmindedly played with her hair.
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That was really short, but I had to end it there because the next part is going to be a songfic. But I'm posting it at the same time, so don't worry! I just think it should stand alone. It will lead off rexactly where this ended.
Please review!
~Danie
Thanx to all my faithful reviewers, and to all the 7 people who have this story on their favorite lists!
