Isabel

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Chapter 20

. and they lived happily ever after

-WHOOSH- a pink fog appeared in Professor Dumbledore's office, where at that current moment Professor Hermione Snape-Granger, Professor Severus Snape, Harry Potter and Professor Dumbledore himself were anxiously waiting for the girl they had to miss for several months.

As the pink fog disappeared, they saw Isabel standing in the middle of the room, coughing loudly and struggling to keep standing. Her legs felt as if they were made of jelly, and just before she fell down, two men hurried forwards to catch her.

Isabel didn't know whom to cling to, but she saw her father scowling at Harry, who took immediately a step backwards.

"Isabel, my dear, are you alright?" she heard Hermione's voice and she turned her head slightly to look at her mother. She smiled at her mother and said: "Hello, mum, I'm alright, thanks. You took good care of me in the past."

"We knew we hadn't to worry, but we also know you get yourself in all kinds of trouble, so, yes, we were a little anxious."

Isabel tried to stand on her feet by herself and turned to her father.

"Hi, dad, you still look very much the same. I noticed you still aren't very fond of Harry?"

Harry blushed a little when Isabel mentioned him. He was now 36 years old, but he still had that boyish look from the younger Harry, whom she had left behind only several minutes ago.

Isabel hugged her mother, father, Harry and Professor Dumbledore. "Where's little Emily?" she asked her father.

"She's asleep now, but I think she will be awake after your visit at the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey will examine you, though I think you haven't suffered anything from your journey" Severus told his daughter. He was very happy to see her, have her back in the future again, though he realised that from this moment he might have to share her attention with Harry. He watched his daughter as she left the room to go to the wing and he sighed deep.

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Harry tried do hide his nervousness, but did a great job failing. He felt the lump in his throat, his hands were all sweaty and he suspected that when he would talk his voice would crack.

As he had promised to Isabel, he had waited for her. After she had left them, he'd graduated and started his career as an Auror. Many years had passed and he saw her grow from a tiny baby to a little girl and a beautiful teenager. He'd never allowed her to call him Uncle Harry, just Harry.

Last summer she had asked him some advice. She was in love with a boy called Kevin and she didn't know what to do to get his attention. It was very hard to give her that advice, he'd wanted to say had Kevin wasn't worth her and that only he, Harry Potter, could make her happy, but at that moment it wasn't an option.

Now that she was back, he really hoped that she still liked him. Otherwise, he would leave the castle and go straight to the other end of the world where he could suffer in silent from the loss. Well, maybe THAT was a little dramatic, but he knew he couldn't bear to see her with another guy.

He heard a voice behind him, calling him from great distance. He turned around and saw Isabel running towards him, waving her hand frantically. When she was close to him she stretched her arms as if to embrace him, and he let it all happen and pulled her in his arms.

"It's so good to see you again, Isabel" Harry said and held her as if he would never let her go.

Isabel giggled and said: "My, have you grown. I seems like yesterday you were just eighteen. Oh, I forgot, it WAS yesterday."

Both of them laughed at her joke and the tension was gone.

"Shall we have a seat over there?" said Harry and he pointed at a blanket at the trunk of a tree. It was the same tree as were they had shared their last moment together, for Harry eighteen years ago, for Isabel only yesterday.

Isabel got tears in her eyes. "You remembered."

"Of course I did. I remember everything. I'm well aware that I'm 18 years your senior right now, but my feelings toward you haven't changed. It was very difficult to see you grow up and fall in love with that Kevin guy."

He almost looked green from jealousy and Isabel had to laugh.

"That was just a little crush. I'm really over him, you know. I think I prefer a man instead," she said as she leaned over to kiss him.

Their lips met and the both of them enjoyed kissing for a while.

"Do you think that they will allow us to have a relationship?" Isabel asked Harry. With 'they' she referred not only to her parents, but also the rest of the Wizarding world.

"I think your parents know exactly what we feel, Isabel. Don't forget your mother was your age when she fell in love with your dad."

Isabel giggled. "How could I forget. I was there, remember?"

Harry continued: "But I think we should wait a few more months if we want to deepen our relationship. Once you've finished this final year at Hogwarts, we can do whatever we like. And really, love, I don't care what other people will think about our relationship. Do you care?"

"Oh no, of course I don't. You of all people should know that."

Harry kissed Isabel again. He held her very tightly in his arms as he whispered in her ear: "I'm already planning my proposal. It's got to be perfect."

Isabel felt goosebumps rise at this thought, but only from the happiness she felt. She looked up in the direction of the castle and saw her parents walking towards them. They had a little girl walking in the middle of them. Isabel stood up and offered Harry her hand as she pulled him up.

"By the look on your faces I can tell you that you are a very happy couple" Hermione said as they were near them.

"You know I always wanted you to be happy, Harry. I know that those 18 years you were as good as separated from Isabel's love were very difficult, and I want you to know that I'm very proud that you waited long enough to make our girl happy. And now you can give him the "don't-hurt-my-daughter-or-I-will-hurt-you"- speech, Severus.

Severus glared at his wife. Over the years he and Harry had gotten on quite sympathetic foot with each other and he knew Harry would move heaven and earth for his daughter if she wanted him too. But when he saw the big smile on his wife's face he knew that she was only joking and they all laughed heartily.

"Isabel, can I be your bridesmaid if you and Harry are going to get married?" her little sister asked.

"Of course you can, Emily. I really need you as my bridesmaid, who else would help me with everything?"

Little Emily's face went a little pinker at those words and she looked lovingly at her bigger sister. But then she thought about something and the smile on her face disappeared.

"Are you going to live with Harry in Hogsmeade now?" she asked with a tiny voice. "I really want you to stay, Isabel. Can't Harry come to leave here with us?"

"I have to finish school first, Emily, and I really don't know where we are going to live after our marriage. But don't worry, I'm always around for my little sister. And you know, you can stay overnight if you want to."

"I guess our Isabel has it all figured out yet, Harry. Do you really know for sure that you want her to be your wife? She can be very bossy, you know, just like her mother."

Hermione pinched him between the ribs. "I know you like being bossed around, Severus. Let's get inside, it's dinnertime and I'm really hungry. This was a day full of surprises, so Professor Dumbledore asked the elves to prepare a surprise-dinner."

They all went inside the castle. Emily in the front, skipping happily. After her Isabel and Harry, holding hands and last but not least Hermione and Severus.

Hermione sighed: " I hope our youngest daughter will become as happy as our eldest. Then I know I haven't failed as their mother."

"You are a perfect mother, Hermione, don't forget that."

A/N: I really hope this chapter wasn't too juicy and fluffy. If you think so, please review and tell me so I can change it a bit. If you like it, please review and I know I did a good job !!!