Chapter 5
Misu stared at him. He stood there with a smug little grin on his face, at their shock.
"You--you're dead..." Misu stuttered.
"Well everyone does seem to think that don't they?"
Being the least shy, Mark walked up to "Derek" and poked him. "Feels real to me." He announced.
Amy didn't say anything. There seemed to be something so familiar about the way he stood. The way he talked. But it wasn't a Derek-like familiar...
Misu could now hardly conceal her feelings. "How though?" she asked staring into his eyes with a giddy disbelief.
Derek looked at her, cocking an eyebrow. His glance was cold. He walked over to Amy.
And bent down.
And kissed her.
On the lips.
Amy jumped back and gaped at him. This was not Derek...could not...he would never...
He glanced at Misu, a defiant gleam in his eyes.
"You...why...she..." She sat down on the cold tiles.
"Misu, it's okay. He was probably just kidding. Weren't you, Derek?" Mark said, glaring at him.
"Kidding?" Derek laughed. Cold as ice, sharp and bold as an--avalanche, Amy realized.
"YOU! Can't you see we'll never be together? That kiss meant nothing. I mean you're the son of a known Enemy, one of You-Know-Who's inner circle! And me, I'm one of Harry--" Amy stopped.
Derek laughed again. "I knew you'd figure it out, my pearl, my Pansy." And then there was only darkness.
"Mommy? We're going for ice cream today right? Right? Rainbow sherbet
on a sugar cone. Mommy?" Misu looked at her small self. So enthusiastic.
So..clueless.
"Honey, Mommy needs to talk to you." Julie sounded so serious
"I'm sorry Mommy. I didn't mean to eat the sushi." Misu looked down, ashamed.
Julie looked at her for a second, perplexed. And then she laughed. A sad, melancholy kind of laugh. Like laughing was the only thing seperating her from tears.
"Do you remember your daddy?" she asked suddenly.
"No...daddy went to heaven when I was just a baby remember?" Misu said, giggling at her mother's forgetfulness.
"That's what I wanted to talk to you about. You...were very young. And so was I. But...daddy isn't really in heaven. He's still alive."
Misu goggled at her. So...she did have a daddy, just like all the other kids? This was...won--
"But you must never talk to him."
Misu's 5-year-old instinct took over temporarily. "Why?"
"Because...he is...I am..."
Julie pulled out a long stick. She seemed to think for a moment, then pointed it at a book. Best to start simple. Wingardium Leviosa! With a swish and a flick Little Women rose into the air.
"Mommy!" Misu declared. "You're a--"
"Yes Misu. I am..."
"A magician!"
"No. Misu, I'm a witch. A good witch." she added hastily.
"Mommy, there's no such things as witches!"
"Yes, there is. You're also a witch. And right now it isn't safe for us...you...to live here, among Muggles--nonmagical people--because there's a very bad man your father works for...a monster...and his name..."
"What's his name Mommy?" Misu asked, fascinated by this whole new world.
"Is...Voldemort." A shadow seemed to pass over their living room. "And he hates Muggles. And your father and I didn't get along very well, so if he finds out I'm here, we're dead meat."
"But you're brave Mommy! You told me how you fight bad people all the time. You're a Arer or something..."
"Yes, I'm an Auror. My colleauges--friends--and I have decided that we must send you to a friend of mine. His name is Albus Dumbledore. He'll take care of you while we fight this bad monster."
"A vacation? Sort of?"
"Yes, honey. A...vacation...so next Monday can you be ready to go to Dumbledore? Can you pack all your most important belongings?"
She nodded. This was going to be so exciting...
She did not guess she wouldn't ever see her mother again.
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Sorry if the chapter was sorta long!! -_- But I needed to fill everyone in on Misu's background. Her "father" will play a big part in the future, I can definitely say that. :)