Harry Potter

Flashbacks Forever

Disclaimer: I dunt own HP, J.K. Rowling does. *sniff*

Thanks soo much for all the reviews!! I know I haven't been updating recently, but hey, if ur a student u would know wat its like to have finals and stuff for school. But now during summer vacation I am totally free and can devote all my time to writing again! Yeah! And oh btw ^_ ^ because I sacrificed writing time everyday for the last week or so, I was able to pass my math finals with an A..

"Emi sweet, what would you like for dinner?" Hermione asked, tying her long chocolate

brown hair back with a pink scrunchie. Emi looked up surprised, "Daddy's not

cooking??? But he always does!" Her lower lip started to tremble, and tears began filling

up her silver blue eyes. "Well, your Daddy has a very very important business meeting

tomorrow, and he wants to review some notes for it. Would it be that bad if I cooked

tonight?" Hermione bent down. "I guess not." A sly smile crept on to her face. "Daddy

always lets me eat chocolate for dinner." Emi said. Hermione held back a laugh at the

little girl's attempts to eat sweets. "Oh he does, does he? Hmm. How about we try

something different tonight. Like the meal your Dad planned." Hermione said handing

Emi the recipe Draco had written and left on the counter. "Broc-oli EWWWWWWW.

Please Mione, anything besides that." Emi pleaded. Hermione skimmed over the piece of

paper. "Carrot and tomato salad....... Boiled broccoli with mashed soybeans. Wow. I

didn't know Draco was a healthy eater." Hermione muttered to herself. "He usually

doesn't. But ever since the Pedia Trash called us, he's been making this kind of stuff and

I haven't been eating it." Emi wrinkled her nose. "The Pedia Trash? What's the pedia

trash?" Hermione asked frowning in confusion. "The man who lives at the hospital. You

know. The one with the name tag and the ear things." "Emi!!!!! That's the pediatrician.

Pedia-trish-an." Hermione laughed. Just then Draco appeared from the living room and

hugged Emi "I'm taking a break! So, how's dinner coming along?" He asked leaning

against the wall. "What exactly, Mr. Malfoy did the pedia trash say?" Hermione asked. It

took Draco a second understand. Leaning closer so Emi couldn't hear, he whispered,

"Emi's always been small for her age, but last checkup Dr. Asthenes reported she barely

grew a few inches, and hasn't gained any weight. He thinks it might just be that she's not

getting enough calcium. I've been trying this for a while, we have another checkup in a

few weeks." Draco shrugged, but seeing the concern and worry that immediately filled

Hermione's eyes he added quickly, "But everything should be fine." "Alright then. Lets

change the salad to chicken soup, and maybe stir fry the vegetables. Emi might need

protein but she's not a hamster Draco." Hermione said disappearing in to the kitchen.

Emi giggled. Draco turned to his daughter, "Do you like her?" He asked. Emi grinned

and nodded. "She's like a big sister 'cept better because she's also like a mommy. How

did you meet her?" Emi asked. "We went to Hogwarts together. But we didn't get along

very well. I was a Slytherin and she was a Gryffindor. Plus when we were both in school

the world had to deal with the dark lord." Draco explained, feeling the familiar sharp

sting in his chest when he saw how his daughter flinched slightly at the mention of

Voldemort. Even though he had been defeated, his evil legacy had stayed and still scared

the generation that was supposed to be safe from his harm. "Emi!" Hermione called from

the kitchen, "Could you bring my wand here? Its on the coffee table. Draco go back to

your notes!" Emi hopped off the couch she had been sitting on and after grabbing

Hermione's wand, gave it a little wave. Draco ran back down stairs after hearing a loud

explosion and the sound of breaking glass. Hermione at the same time dashed out of the

kitchen. A large decorative gilded mirror that had been hanging on the wall was now in a

million pieces on the floor. "Emi are you okay??" Draco asked picking her up. "Whoa.

That was bloody awesome." Emi whispered grinning. Hermione, from her place at the

door of the kitchen started giggling uncontrollably. "Emi! Use that language again and

you'll be in big trouble." Draco scolded but soon gave up and joined the laughing too.

"Daddy can I please please please pleaaaaaase have a wand now?? I'm five years old!!"

Emmi pouted adorably in Draco's arms. "Hmm, darling I would consider it, but I think

that Hogwarts wants you all in one piece." Draco replied. "Dadddddy!! Please!!!" Emi

tried not to, but her five year old self couldn't help but let a few tears fall. "You and

Mione both have wands! Why can't I??" Emi stifled a soft sob. "Wands are very very

dangerous Emilyn. They're not to be played with, but are for casting important spells.

When you're responsible enough to have one, you bet you'll get one. Please stop crying."

Draco explained wiping away the tears. "Emi dear, if you stop crying I'll give you a

wand." Hermione spoke up. The look Draco shot her sent a slight shiver down her back.

Emmi complied and almost immediately was smiling. "Really Mione? Where is it?

Lemme see! Pleaaaaaase!" Emi jumped up and down. Hermione walked over to her bags

that she had dropped off in the living room. Unzipping the side pocket of one, she took

out a neatly packaged and wrapped wand side package. Draco was at her side in two

quick strides, and taking a firm grip on her arm, he muttered angrily under his breath,

"What the blazes do you think you're doing? You want her to hurt herself? You know

very well no child should have a wand." Draco's eyes were a melting mass of liquid

silver. Hermione simply smiled sweetly back and pulled her arm away, "Oh really Draco.

It hurts me that you don't trust me. And as I remember it you weren't the most

responsible little fellow with your first Hogwarts wand now were you?" Walking over to

Emi, she unwrapped the package and handed her what appeared to be an eight inch

rosewood wand with a strand of unicorn hair embedded inside. "Go ahead and try. In

fact, point it at your Daddy. I promise nothing bad will happen." Hermione whispered.

Emi turned and pointing the wand at Draco, gave it a mighty swish. Draco was about to

pull out his wand and deflect the spell, when he suddenly was encircled with a trail of

pink shooting stars that disappeared almost immediately. "Whoa! Did I do that?" Emi

yelled happily. Tapping it on the coffee table, a large spray of forget me nots bloomed for

a full ten seconds before fading away also. A grin spread on Draco's face when he

realized what Hermione had given her. Emi gave the wand another wave and her face fell

suddenly and she let out a small whimper. Draco, on the other hand started laughing. In

Emi's hand now was a limp rubber chicken. "Mione, I'm so sorry. I broke your wand!"

Emi cried out. "Its not broken. It does that sometimes. It's a trick wand. Some friends of

mine invented them. They don't do any damage and everything that appears is only a

temporary mirage. You can practice for your real wand with this. Oh, and when the wand

itself turns in to something, just say this spell. Finite incantum(spl?)." Hermione drawled

out the simply spell, remembering the importance of pronouncing every syllable

correctly. "Finite incantum!" Emi repeated, and smiled when she saw the bewitched twig

of wood lying still once again in her hand. "I think that's enough wandwork for today

Emi." Draco broke in. "Yeah, you wouldn't want to learn everything today would you?"

Hermione asked. "Oh no. I want to save a bit for Hogwarts too! What if when I get to

Hogwarts, I've learned everything already?" Emi asked, slightly worried. "Oh don't

worry love, I'm sure you'll find something or other to learn." Draco said winking at

Hermione. The three sat down to dinner and after eating the healthy yet delicious meal

Hermione made, Draco went to help Emi bathe, while Hermione unpacked in a

guestroom. As she was just finishing, her cellphone rang. "Hello?" Hermione spoke,

wondering who would be calling so late. "Hi Hermione! This is Ron! Oh you should have

been here today. Charlie showed me and Harry another dragon stunning spell." Ron's

familiar voice blasted out. He never quite got the hang of telephone and insisted always

yelled in the phone. "Harry and I Ron. Not Harry and me. But it sounds exciting. I hope

you two won't be ahead of me in spells when you return." Hermione joked. "No way!

But the second you finish your muggle education-" Ron was cut off by Hermione's

immediate reply. "I'll be back and ready for a witch career. Definitely Ron." "Hold on

Herm, Harry wants to talk to you." A few fumbling noises, and then Harry's calm but

excited voice came on, "Hey Hermione! We got burned bloody bad today. But Charlie's

girlfriend Mina fixed us up pretty quick. Except she learned her stuff at Beauxbatons and

I guess they never learned about cutting out the pain. Oh well. We're almost finished

with our dragon training, and Ron and I were thinking about taking a break before

moving on to the Animugus stuff with McGonagall. Even future aurors need breaks!"

Harry laughed. Hermione smiled. A budding romance had sprung up between the two

during seventh year, but because of their different paths after Hogwarts, they put love on

hold for distant friendship. "I miss you loads Harry." Hermione replied. "Same here

Mione. I miss you too." In the background Hermione heard Ron complaining how no one

missed him. "Tell Ron I miss him more than you." Hermione laughed. Harry relayed the

message without realizing what it actually was. "Lights out! Tomorrow we're hiking up

the Kilomanjaro to find a type of herb that when burned produces a smoke that basically

drugs up the dragons." Hermione heard Charlie's faint voice call. "We hafta go. Charlie's

internal clock is already three hours ahead of ours, when he means early, he means early.

Bye Mione! Ron and I both send our love!" Harry called. "Talk to you guys soon!"

Hermione heard the click and closed her own phone. Feeling a wave of self doubt wash

upon her she sat down on the bed and closed her eyes. A full scholarship to the muggle

school she always wanted to attend. She had made up the courses she missed because of

Hogwarts during the summer. This, and a strong recommendation from her father's

friend, an alumnus of the school, had allowed her for consideration. It was the interview

and essays that won her the interview. This had been what she wanted before finding out

about Hogwarts. She had debated about it for a long long time, before finally deciding

that she would attend school for three years, then return for a lifelong career in the wizard

world. She had been offered a teaching position to replace Trelawney's Divination as the

Muggle Apparatus Professor, to teach the students there who had never had contact with

the Muggle world. She had also been offered a spot on the Aurors Training Program.

This position was offered to Ron and Harry also, who accepted it and were in training for

three years to become the new generation of Aurors. The whole system, including the

Ministry of Magic had been reconstructed There was even a small article done on her in

the Witch Weekly, questioning if she really was going to return to the wizarding world.

But she stuck to her decision and was finishing up her last year of college. Feeling worn

out from the excitement of her day, Hermione climbed wearily in to bed and decided not

to think about making choices anymore.

Ugh, bad ending I know. But I'm kinda on a time limit since I'm studying this summer. I figured it was better to at least post the chapter even tho it would end off weird, rather than keep it off another few days. ^_^ please review, it means a lot and it really gives me motivation to write!!