Isabel
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, only the plot, the whole plot and nothing but the plot
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Chapter 16
A talk with Harry
Isabel searched the whole castle for Harry, without finding him. She thought she would find him outside, on the Quidditch-field, so she walked outside.
He was indeed practising for the next Quidditch-match, but he stopped as soon as he saw his girlfriend. It was time to stop anyway, as it was nearly ten o'clock.
"Hello, Isabel. Why are you here outside without your cloak?"
Isabel shrugged. She hadn't even noticed that she wasn't wearing one.
Harry saw the sad expression on his girlfriend's face. "What's the matter Isabel? Is there something wrong?"
Isabel looked up at Harry and began to cry. Harry pulled his arm around her, trying to comfort her.
"Hush, Isabel. Let's get inside, so we can talk about it. It's freezing here," he said and the both of them walked back into the castle.
"I want to talk with you in private, Harry. My father told me we could use his office."
Harry scowled. He still wasn't used to the fact that Isabel addresses Professor Snape as her father.
As soon as they were in the office, Isabel got straight to the point.
"We know where I come from, Harry, I have to leave."
This news came as a total shock for Harry and he felt his knees gone weak.
"That's terrible, Isabel. How did you find out?"
"Well, that's a long story and it is kind of difficult to explain. But the most important thing is that I know who my mother is and .-"
"Who's your mother?" interrupted Harry.
"Hermione"
"What?! You're kidding, right? She can't be your mother, she's still a virgin."
"How do you know that, Harry?"
Harry's face became red. "Well, I don't know for sure, but I think she never had sex before."
"She had too, otherwise it's impossible that she's pregnant."
"That's true, but if Hermione is your mother, that means she had sex with.- "
Harry's face coloured from deep red to very, very white within two seconds.
"Oh, no!!! That means she had sex with your father."
"Well, normally your mother and father have sex before you are born," said Isabel dryly. She knew perfectly well what Harry meant, but she tried to make little jokes to make the conversation less heavy.
"Isabel, you know what I mean. She had sex with.- with.- Professor Snape" he gasped.
"That's right. They made love to each other the night of the Yule Ball, you know, the night we stayed up all night, waiting for her to return. But they split up when it became known that Professor Snape is my father. She was already pregnant that moment."
Harry had to sit down. This was all too much for him.
Isabel went on: "A few hours ago, when we were doing our homework, Hermione came to me and said she wanted to talk about something. So we went to her room and she told me everything. She still didn't realised that it could me ME she was pregnant from."
"But how did you find out?"
"We went to Professor Dumbledore to tell him our suspicions, and he thought it would be better that Hermione talked with my father first. She went downstairs and half an hour later Professor Dumbledore came here to bring me to the hospital wing, so we could do another blood-test."
It was very silent for a few moments. Harry had to settle down all this information.
Finally he said: "When do you have to go, Isabel?"
"I think tomorrow, Harry. I know you're very upset about this, so am I, but I realise Professor Dumbledore is right. He told me everybody in the future would be happy to see me, they don't even know where I am. I've been gone for over four months now."
Harry nodded. He understood perfectly well that Isabel had to go, they had talked about this even before they got into their relationship, but now the moment of truth has come, he felt miserable."
"You know that I really love you, don't you, Isabel?"
"Yes, I know, Harry, and I love you too."
"I know I am much older than you are in the future, You'll be a teenager and you would probably call me Uncle Harry".
"I don't know, Harry. My memory still isn't very good. I really can't remember."
"I promise you this, Isabel. I will wait for you. I hope you still love me in the future, but I know you can't make such a promise."
"Oh Harry" said Isabel and they pulled their arms around each other and kissed tenderly. Their time together was now very precious and could not be wasted.
A/N: I'm sorry if this chapter is a very short one, but I'm nearly out of plots. I think there will be two or three more chapters, but then it's FINITO !!! I wish you all a Happy Christmas and a very good beginning of 2003 !!!
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, only the plot, the whole plot and nothing but the plot
***
Chapter 16
A talk with Harry
Isabel searched the whole castle for Harry, without finding him. She thought she would find him outside, on the Quidditch-field, so she walked outside.
He was indeed practising for the next Quidditch-match, but he stopped as soon as he saw his girlfriend. It was time to stop anyway, as it was nearly ten o'clock.
"Hello, Isabel. Why are you here outside without your cloak?"
Isabel shrugged. She hadn't even noticed that she wasn't wearing one.
Harry saw the sad expression on his girlfriend's face. "What's the matter Isabel? Is there something wrong?"
Isabel looked up at Harry and began to cry. Harry pulled his arm around her, trying to comfort her.
"Hush, Isabel. Let's get inside, so we can talk about it. It's freezing here," he said and the both of them walked back into the castle.
"I want to talk with you in private, Harry. My father told me we could use his office."
Harry scowled. He still wasn't used to the fact that Isabel addresses Professor Snape as her father.
As soon as they were in the office, Isabel got straight to the point.
"We know where I come from, Harry, I have to leave."
This news came as a total shock for Harry and he felt his knees gone weak.
"That's terrible, Isabel. How did you find out?"
"Well, that's a long story and it is kind of difficult to explain. But the most important thing is that I know who my mother is and .-"
"Who's your mother?" interrupted Harry.
"Hermione"
"What?! You're kidding, right? She can't be your mother, she's still a virgin."
"How do you know that, Harry?"
Harry's face became red. "Well, I don't know for sure, but I think she never had sex before."
"She had too, otherwise it's impossible that she's pregnant."
"That's true, but if Hermione is your mother, that means she had sex with.- "
Harry's face coloured from deep red to very, very white within two seconds.
"Oh, no!!! That means she had sex with your father."
"Well, normally your mother and father have sex before you are born," said Isabel dryly. She knew perfectly well what Harry meant, but she tried to make little jokes to make the conversation less heavy.
"Isabel, you know what I mean. She had sex with.- with.- Professor Snape" he gasped.
"That's right. They made love to each other the night of the Yule Ball, you know, the night we stayed up all night, waiting for her to return. But they split up when it became known that Professor Snape is my father. She was already pregnant that moment."
Harry had to sit down. This was all too much for him.
Isabel went on: "A few hours ago, when we were doing our homework, Hermione came to me and said she wanted to talk about something. So we went to her room and she told me everything. She still didn't realised that it could me ME she was pregnant from."
"But how did you find out?"
"We went to Professor Dumbledore to tell him our suspicions, and he thought it would be better that Hermione talked with my father first. She went downstairs and half an hour later Professor Dumbledore came here to bring me to the hospital wing, so we could do another blood-test."
It was very silent for a few moments. Harry had to settle down all this information.
Finally he said: "When do you have to go, Isabel?"
"I think tomorrow, Harry. I know you're very upset about this, so am I, but I realise Professor Dumbledore is right. He told me everybody in the future would be happy to see me, they don't even know where I am. I've been gone for over four months now."
Harry nodded. He understood perfectly well that Isabel had to go, they had talked about this even before they got into their relationship, but now the moment of truth has come, he felt miserable."
"You know that I really love you, don't you, Isabel?"
"Yes, I know, Harry, and I love you too."
"I know I am much older than you are in the future, You'll be a teenager and you would probably call me Uncle Harry".
"I don't know, Harry. My memory still isn't very good. I really can't remember."
"I promise you this, Isabel. I will wait for you. I hope you still love me in the future, but I know you can't make such a promise."
"Oh Harry" said Isabel and they pulled their arms around each other and kissed tenderly. Their time together was now very precious and could not be wasted.
A/N: I'm sorry if this chapter is a very short one, but I'm nearly out of plots. I think there will be two or three more chapters, but then it's FINITO !!! I wish you all a Happy Christmas and a very good beginning of 2003 !!!
