A/N: Hey, I guess I'm into short chapters, but w/e. That way I can update more often. I hope this chapter is helpful, please no flamers. If you have anything constructive to write, knock yourself out, or compliment me but don't piss me off for no reason. P.S. I DID THE MARY SUE TEST AND GOT A 12, YAY, I HAVE A WELL-DEVELOPED CHARACTER!!!
Disclaimer: Oh get off it! I own nothing! Quit rubbing it in!
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I didn't sleep much that night, just a couple of random hours... Emilia... It was as if I had heard it a long, long time ago... but I drew a blank. I knew Emerald and an Emily in Hufflepuff, but no Emilia. Damn, damn, no Emilia!
I awoke before my alarm and trudged into the common room. Harry was there, pressing himself against the door. I almost laughed out loud. "Harry, if you're done humping the door, can I get out?"
He scowled, but didn't move. "Shut it, Cassidy. We need to chat."
I blinked blankly at him. "Cassidy?"
"Your name. Cassidy Emilia Remscraw," he said, as if it was the norm, and I just shrugged and fell back into the couch. "I want to talk to you about your parents and mine." He sat too, and I looked at him, obviously curious.
"I know who you are now. Your Joseph and Elizabeth's daughter."
"Wow, Harry!" Congratulations on figuring it out!" I knew it was a bad time to be sarcastic, but did I claim to be perfect? Hmmm, that's what I thought--no!
Again, he made a face, but continued. "I didn't recognize the name at first, but when you said Joey and Lizzie..." He paused and I made a get-on-with-it face. "Your father, your mother... they were never married. You were born while they were in hiding."
My immediate reaction was dibelief. "Sure, Harry..." I said, but I didn't convince myself.
"Joey Collins and Elizabeth Remscraw... Your mother's maiden name was Remscraw." He looked off into the distance, almost talking to himself. "So I guess Hagrid made a stop on that motorcycle before he dropped me off at the Dursleys..."
"So, what? I'm a bastard child, it's not that bad of a thing."
"I imagine when the ministry arrived they only had heard you called `Cas,' not your full name. So they called you Cassandra, rather than Cassidy. You had a middle name, Emilia. Cassidy Emilia Remscraw."
We sat in silence for a moment. "I don't believe you," I whispered, but more so to myself than to Harry. "I would've been told."
"My mother, Lily... she kept a record, a diary, while in hiding. Reading over it, I found all about you last night." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a tiny book. "This was your mother's."
I gasped, fingering the soft leather and the gold imprint "Diary." I flipped to the first page.
DEAR DIARY,
MY BABY WAS BORN LAST NIGHT AT 11:37, AFTER ONLY 6 MONTHS. PREMATURE, BUT IS PERFECTLY HEALTHY. I IMAGINE SHE WAS BURSTING TO SEE THE WORLD. I FEEL LIKE A TRAITOR, KEEPING MY EXPLORER LOCKED UP IN OUR SECRET HOUSE. BUT, ALAS, IT'S FOR THE BEST... THEN WHY, OH WHY, DO I FEEL LIKE SUCH A HORRIBLE MOTHER?
A MOTHER... I CAN'T IMAGINE I AM A MOTHER, AT ONLY TWENTY. I WISH JOEY AND I HAD BEEN ABLE TO MARRY BEFORE THIS WHOLE ORDEAL, BUT IT IS TOO LATE NOW. OUR LOVE IS ENOUGH.
HER NAME IS CASSIDY EMILIA REMSCRAW. WE WILL CALL HER REMSCRAW UNTIL JOSEPH AND I ARE WED. SHE HAS DARK HAIR AND BLUE EYES, AND SHE IS BEAUTIFUL. HARRY IS ONLY 8 MONTHS OLDER, BUT SHE DOESN'T LIKE HIM MUCH. HE TRIES DESPERATELY TO PLAY WITH HER BUT SHE'S NOT INTERESTED. SHE LIKES TO CLIMB UP ON THE WINDOW SILL.
I DON'T KNOW WHEN WE WILL BE FOUND, BUT LET'S HOPE WE AREN'T. I NEED A BETTER LIFE FOR MY BABY. OTHERWISE, THIS GUILT WILL NEVER GO AWAY. MORE TOMORROW, IF TOMORROW EVER COMES.
WITH ALL MY LOVE, LIZ R.
My breath caught in my throat and a silent tear slid down my cheek. I looked up at Harry, who smiled weakly. A thought occurred to me. "But how does Snape know?"
"Exactly what I was thinking..."
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LOL Samwich, ty for being a faithful reviever, whereas some ppl don't review...hinthint... rn't I subtle? lol
Disclaimer: Oh get off it! I own nothing! Quit rubbing it in!
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I didn't sleep much that night, just a couple of random hours... Emilia... It was as if I had heard it a long, long time ago... but I drew a blank. I knew Emerald and an Emily in Hufflepuff, but no Emilia. Damn, damn, no Emilia!
I awoke before my alarm and trudged into the common room. Harry was there, pressing himself against the door. I almost laughed out loud. "Harry, if you're done humping the door, can I get out?"
He scowled, but didn't move. "Shut it, Cassidy. We need to chat."
I blinked blankly at him. "Cassidy?"
"Your name. Cassidy Emilia Remscraw," he said, as if it was the norm, and I just shrugged and fell back into the couch. "I want to talk to you about your parents and mine." He sat too, and I looked at him, obviously curious.
"I know who you are now. Your Joseph and Elizabeth's daughter."
"Wow, Harry!" Congratulations on figuring it out!" I knew it was a bad time to be sarcastic, but did I claim to be perfect? Hmmm, that's what I thought--no!
Again, he made a face, but continued. "I didn't recognize the name at first, but when you said Joey and Lizzie..." He paused and I made a get-on-with-it face. "Your father, your mother... they were never married. You were born while they were in hiding."
My immediate reaction was dibelief. "Sure, Harry..." I said, but I didn't convince myself.
"Joey Collins and Elizabeth Remscraw... Your mother's maiden name was Remscraw." He looked off into the distance, almost talking to himself. "So I guess Hagrid made a stop on that motorcycle before he dropped me off at the Dursleys..."
"So, what? I'm a bastard child, it's not that bad of a thing."
"I imagine when the ministry arrived they only had heard you called `Cas,' not your full name. So they called you Cassandra, rather than Cassidy. You had a middle name, Emilia. Cassidy Emilia Remscraw."
We sat in silence for a moment. "I don't believe you," I whispered, but more so to myself than to Harry. "I would've been told."
"My mother, Lily... she kept a record, a diary, while in hiding. Reading over it, I found all about you last night." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a tiny book. "This was your mother's."
I gasped, fingering the soft leather and the gold imprint "Diary." I flipped to the first page.
DEAR DIARY,
MY BABY WAS BORN LAST NIGHT AT 11:37, AFTER ONLY 6 MONTHS. PREMATURE, BUT IS PERFECTLY HEALTHY. I IMAGINE SHE WAS BURSTING TO SEE THE WORLD. I FEEL LIKE A TRAITOR, KEEPING MY EXPLORER LOCKED UP IN OUR SECRET HOUSE. BUT, ALAS, IT'S FOR THE BEST... THEN WHY, OH WHY, DO I FEEL LIKE SUCH A HORRIBLE MOTHER?
A MOTHER... I CAN'T IMAGINE I AM A MOTHER, AT ONLY TWENTY. I WISH JOEY AND I HAD BEEN ABLE TO MARRY BEFORE THIS WHOLE ORDEAL, BUT IT IS TOO LATE NOW. OUR LOVE IS ENOUGH.
HER NAME IS CASSIDY EMILIA REMSCRAW. WE WILL CALL HER REMSCRAW UNTIL JOSEPH AND I ARE WED. SHE HAS DARK HAIR AND BLUE EYES, AND SHE IS BEAUTIFUL. HARRY IS ONLY 8 MONTHS OLDER, BUT SHE DOESN'T LIKE HIM MUCH. HE TRIES DESPERATELY TO PLAY WITH HER BUT SHE'S NOT INTERESTED. SHE LIKES TO CLIMB UP ON THE WINDOW SILL.
I DON'T KNOW WHEN WE WILL BE FOUND, BUT LET'S HOPE WE AREN'T. I NEED A BETTER LIFE FOR MY BABY. OTHERWISE, THIS GUILT WILL NEVER GO AWAY. MORE TOMORROW, IF TOMORROW EVER COMES.
WITH ALL MY LOVE, LIZ R.
My breath caught in my throat and a silent tear slid down my cheek. I looked up at Harry, who smiled weakly. A thought occurred to me. "But how does Snape know?"
"Exactly what I was thinking..."
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LOL Samwich, ty for being a faithful reviever, whereas some ppl don't review...hinthint... rn't I subtle? lol