CHAPTER 4
- The Yearbook - The next weekend they headed for the library and Hermione (who know the library best) stared to give directions to were the books that held this information would be. Harry heard a familiar voice and look up from the books he was looking trough. Cho Chang walked in with her friends talking and laughing. Harry looked at her a few minutes wondering why she didn't seem so beautiful that she had only a year ago... and when a boy from Reavenklaw came forward and hugged her he didn't feel anything, puzzled he returned to his books and kept reading. Of course they couldn't just look for Emma's parents all the time but all of their longer breaks was (if it wasn't anything more important to read) devoted to their search. Winter arrived at Hogwarts without any success. The sheet of staying pupils where send out and all four of them signed. There first day of the break they sat reading books (what a surprise) but Emma seemed to been given up, she said:
- Hey why don't we go and visit Hagrid? It was a long time since I have
seen him. They others agreed and they putted back the books in their shelf's and walked down the stairs out in the "school yard" towards Hagrids cabin side by side. But about ten yards to Hagrid's place was an ice-covered area that hadn't been protected from slipping. While Emma and Harry, lively chatting, walked head on, Hermonie and Ron went a side from it and wham in a second Emma lay on the ground Harry half on top of her. Harry looked in to Emma's bright blue eyes and wondered why it seemed so right being this close to her and why he suddenly felt a warm feeling growing inside his body. Emma felt the same way; they lay there for about 60 seconds before Harry crawled up on his feet and giving her a helping hand she took it and was on her feats too. They heard somebody laughing, it was Ron and Hermione who apparently taught it very funny that they had fell down. Hagrid opened the door crying out too them.
- Harry, Emma are you ok, he reached them fast
- Yes Hagrid we are fine, some sour spots but we will manage, said Emma
- Lucky... I have tried to get Prof McGonogall to fix this all afternoon!
- We were just on our way to visit you, said Hermione who had stopped
laughing, but Ron said in a rather estranged voice (turned to Emma and
Harry) - With you too around, Harry, I can be without Fred and George, I have a
funny time anyway, Emma gave him a look and said
- Nice too be entertaining Ron, I can ensure you that it hurt. They walked in to Hagrid's cabin still moth fighting sat down and kept going until Hagrid spoke: - So I haven't seen you four for a while, almost started to think you had
forgotten about me, what have you been doing?
- Oh, looking for my birth parents mostly, said Emma, Hagrid looked
surprised and Emma told him the story. - The thing is that we have almost gone trough the hole library and found
noting! She continued.
- Well... Said Hagrid thinking, have you looked at the old yearbooks of
Hogward's?
- Witch yearbooks? Asked Hermione, I have never heard of any yearbooks.
- That is because they stop making them for about 15 years ago.
- And you think that I'm going to find something in them said Emma not
really believing it.
- Yes, there's a lot of pictures and information about the different
students and the different houses. They stayed for a while more talking about the important exams coming up in the end of their year, drinking tea and having fun. But Hagrid had job to do so they turned back to the library to continue their search. When they retuned to the library Emma went up to Madam Prince asking for the latest 20 yearbooks. She returned with a pile of black slim books with the Hogwarts symbol on it. They took one book from the pile and started to look in them... about 5 books later Emma suddenly spoke: - Nothing, nada, but wait a minute... I think this is when your parent's went
here
- What the others gasped, Emma continued - I think this is your mom and dad Ron, and here you're father is Harry! Gosh you look exactly alike him... hear this...cutest couple James Potter and Lily Evans, This two lovebirds found each other after an Quidditch match were Lily as one in the audience almost was hit by an buldger, Potter saved her from it, afterwards Potter was knocked out in about 60 minutes but had actually just before the hit caught the golden snitch and Gryffindor won their match against Slytherin too Serveus Snape's great anger. Lily says that James is the finest boy she had ever met and is wished good lock by
her best friend Evelyn Dumbledore who is Albus Dumbledore's daughter.
- Wow, well now I know how mom and dad met, said Harry, wait did it say
Dumbledore, I didn't know that he had a daughter... - I don't think anyone does, Harry, there's a lot of things we don't know
about our teachers Emma replied.
- I guess so... does it say something else?
- No it doesn't...Hey here is a picture of Dumbledore's daughter... but it
can't be....
- What is it? Asked Hermione
- Well the ting is...That she looks like ...Me Holding up the book so they could see for them self, and there she was: a blond very attractive girl, who kept smiling and tossing her hair in the photo. Harry looked at the photo and on Emma who laid the smile just exactly as the girl on the picture. And it was no doubt about it she and Emma was exactly alike, Emma tough was chocked and said sheepishly that people could look the same with an glimpse of an eye but wasn't. Then Ron replayed that the last time he saw somebody that repelling to anybody else was when he had looked up at Fred's face that morning and than met George on his way to breakfast.
- But, Emma said, I can't be Dumbledor's grandchild, I just can't be, I
have to talk to him and see if it is correct and why hasn't he told me?
- Maybe, Emma, He didn't know, just like you, that he has a grandchild... - But if he is... That explains the look he gave me at the sorting ceremony,
remember that Ron, I said too you that he looked at me as he had seen a
ghost and you taught that he saw sir Nicholas.
- Yes I remember... said Ron, so when are you going to talk to him?
- Well at Christmas eve would be perfect, I will do it then Christmas eve came and Emma woke up by Hermione's voice:
- Wake up you sleepy head, presents has arrived!
- What is the hurry? I haven't got one anyway...
- You are wrong, come on, see you downstairs! Emma got up putted on her morning robe over her pyjamas and walked down. When she came into the common room she noticed that Harry and Ron was already there, opening presents. Ron waved against a pile of presents and said: - These over there is yours, it looks like mom have send you some sweets...
- Oh, she shouldn't have she doesn't even know me... Emma took a present unwrapped it and found an inkpot and an eagle feather from Hermione, another present contained a new writing book from Harry and the last and biggest present was from Ron and his family, it contained some of Mrs Wesley fudge, cake's and cookies - This is too much she said, all this from you and you get nothing from me,
you should if I had some money but I don't - You don't? Said Ron surprised, but I taught that you had inherited some
money from your muggle family - Oh, I have but I can't touch them until I'm 18 years old, I don't own a
dime. With very convincing voices the other told Emma that it was okay if they didn't get anything at all, but if she would get money they expected large presents for each (a joke that Emma took seriously) That evening they went down to the Great Hall. When they got there Emma saw a mistletoe in the doorway. She went up to Harry who stood looking at her as to encourage her to walk in. She liked Harry very much but didn't know how to say it, then she got an idea, but would she dare? He maybe had a... must try she decided
- Harry...she said
- Yes...
- Do you know what muggle people do under a mistletoe?
- NO...why...(he stopped talking) Emma had tried to kiss his cheek but as he had turned his head against her, the kiss had landed on his mouth, they stood there for about 30 seconds lips against each outer. Emma felt warmth in her body, it felt so right to do this... But then she realised what she was doing, she pulled away blushing and trying to speak but noting came out of her mouth and she went away towards the table, with Harry looking after her amazed by all the feelings rushing inside him. Lucky Ron and Hermione hadn't noticed the "kiss" talking to Dumbledore who just had come in to the room. Emma and Harry joined the people round the table but didn't speak much to each outer trough the meal, but nobody seemed to notice the tense between them. After the meal Emma took Dumbledor aside...
- Excuse me sir, but can I talk with you
- Of course you can, miss Dickens, what is on your heart? - Well as you probably already know I'm an orphan left on the stair to an orphanage when I was only 5 months, taken too USA by an family in Boston, I have always know this and last year my family died in a plane crash, now
I'm looking for my parents and some days ago I found a picture of your
daughter Evelyn and it struck me how alike we are, do you know anything
about this? - Well Emma that has struck me too. I first saw it at the sorting ceremony
and I have been thinking on it. You see my daughter and was very close
until about 16 years ago, one year before Voldemort's disappearing she
vanished from the earth at about 1 and an half year, even Lily Potter didn't know were she had gone, they were best friends, She returned after this 1 and ½ year very week and depressed, my young lively Evelyn hadn't a trace left of her old self and after about six mounts, on the 5th August
she committed suicide...
- August the 5th? But that is my birthday... - It is? Said Dumbledore surprised. Can that be a reason? He began counting
- Lets see she vanished about one year before voldemort...and 9 mounts from
august is...October and you said that you were five mounts when you were
abandon... well it all figures...
- Sir, do you think that I'm you grandchild? - It may be so Emma, but we have to be sure, you don't mind to give some blood to Poppy do you? She can test both our blood and your grandmas and
then we will know...
- Of course I can do that, all for the truth you know...
- Good... on Wednesday?
- Wednesday... and sir...
- Yes
- I would really like if you were my grandpa...
- The Yearbook - The next weekend they headed for the library and Hermione (who know the library best) stared to give directions to were the books that held this information would be. Harry heard a familiar voice and look up from the books he was looking trough. Cho Chang walked in with her friends talking and laughing. Harry looked at her a few minutes wondering why she didn't seem so beautiful that she had only a year ago... and when a boy from Reavenklaw came forward and hugged her he didn't feel anything, puzzled he returned to his books and kept reading. Of course they couldn't just look for Emma's parents all the time but all of their longer breaks was (if it wasn't anything more important to read) devoted to their search. Winter arrived at Hogwarts without any success. The sheet of staying pupils where send out and all four of them signed. There first day of the break they sat reading books (what a surprise) but Emma seemed to been given up, she said:
- Hey why don't we go and visit Hagrid? It was a long time since I have
seen him. They others agreed and they putted back the books in their shelf's and walked down the stairs out in the "school yard" towards Hagrids cabin side by side. But about ten yards to Hagrid's place was an ice-covered area that hadn't been protected from slipping. While Emma and Harry, lively chatting, walked head on, Hermonie and Ron went a side from it and wham in a second Emma lay on the ground Harry half on top of her. Harry looked in to Emma's bright blue eyes and wondered why it seemed so right being this close to her and why he suddenly felt a warm feeling growing inside his body. Emma felt the same way; they lay there for about 60 seconds before Harry crawled up on his feet and giving her a helping hand she took it and was on her feats too. They heard somebody laughing, it was Ron and Hermione who apparently taught it very funny that they had fell down. Hagrid opened the door crying out too them.
- Harry, Emma are you ok, he reached them fast
- Yes Hagrid we are fine, some sour spots but we will manage, said Emma
- Lucky... I have tried to get Prof McGonogall to fix this all afternoon!
- We were just on our way to visit you, said Hermione who had stopped
laughing, but Ron said in a rather estranged voice (turned to Emma and
Harry) - With you too around, Harry, I can be without Fred and George, I have a
funny time anyway, Emma gave him a look and said
- Nice too be entertaining Ron, I can ensure you that it hurt. They walked in to Hagrid's cabin still moth fighting sat down and kept going until Hagrid spoke: - So I haven't seen you four for a while, almost started to think you had
forgotten about me, what have you been doing?
- Oh, looking for my birth parents mostly, said Emma, Hagrid looked
surprised and Emma told him the story. - The thing is that we have almost gone trough the hole library and found
noting! She continued.
- Well... Said Hagrid thinking, have you looked at the old yearbooks of
Hogward's?
- Witch yearbooks? Asked Hermione, I have never heard of any yearbooks.
- That is because they stop making them for about 15 years ago.
- And you think that I'm going to find something in them said Emma not
really believing it.
- Yes, there's a lot of pictures and information about the different
students and the different houses. They stayed for a while more talking about the important exams coming up in the end of their year, drinking tea and having fun. But Hagrid had job to do so they turned back to the library to continue their search. When they retuned to the library Emma went up to Madam Prince asking for the latest 20 yearbooks. She returned with a pile of black slim books with the Hogwarts symbol on it. They took one book from the pile and started to look in them... about 5 books later Emma suddenly spoke: - Nothing, nada, but wait a minute... I think this is when your parent's went
here
- What the others gasped, Emma continued - I think this is your mom and dad Ron, and here you're father is Harry! Gosh you look exactly alike him... hear this...cutest couple James Potter and Lily Evans, This two lovebirds found each other after an Quidditch match were Lily as one in the audience almost was hit by an buldger, Potter saved her from it, afterwards Potter was knocked out in about 60 minutes but had actually just before the hit caught the golden snitch and Gryffindor won their match against Slytherin too Serveus Snape's great anger. Lily says that James is the finest boy she had ever met and is wished good lock by
her best friend Evelyn Dumbledore who is Albus Dumbledore's daughter.
- Wow, well now I know how mom and dad met, said Harry, wait did it say
Dumbledore, I didn't know that he had a daughter... - I don't think anyone does, Harry, there's a lot of things we don't know
about our teachers Emma replied.
- I guess so... does it say something else?
- No it doesn't...Hey here is a picture of Dumbledore's daughter... but it
can't be....
- What is it? Asked Hermione
- Well the ting is...That she looks like ...Me Holding up the book so they could see for them self, and there she was: a blond very attractive girl, who kept smiling and tossing her hair in the photo. Harry looked at the photo and on Emma who laid the smile just exactly as the girl on the picture. And it was no doubt about it she and Emma was exactly alike, Emma tough was chocked and said sheepishly that people could look the same with an glimpse of an eye but wasn't. Then Ron replayed that the last time he saw somebody that repelling to anybody else was when he had looked up at Fred's face that morning and than met George on his way to breakfast.
- But, Emma said, I can't be Dumbledor's grandchild, I just can't be, I
have to talk to him and see if it is correct and why hasn't he told me?
- Maybe, Emma, He didn't know, just like you, that he has a grandchild... - But if he is... That explains the look he gave me at the sorting ceremony,
remember that Ron, I said too you that he looked at me as he had seen a
ghost and you taught that he saw sir Nicholas.
- Yes I remember... said Ron, so when are you going to talk to him?
- Well at Christmas eve would be perfect, I will do it then Christmas eve came and Emma woke up by Hermione's voice:
- Wake up you sleepy head, presents has arrived!
- What is the hurry? I haven't got one anyway...
- You are wrong, come on, see you downstairs! Emma got up putted on her morning robe over her pyjamas and walked down. When she came into the common room she noticed that Harry and Ron was already there, opening presents. Ron waved against a pile of presents and said: - These over there is yours, it looks like mom have send you some sweets...
- Oh, she shouldn't have she doesn't even know me... Emma took a present unwrapped it and found an inkpot and an eagle feather from Hermione, another present contained a new writing book from Harry and the last and biggest present was from Ron and his family, it contained some of Mrs Wesley fudge, cake's and cookies - This is too much she said, all this from you and you get nothing from me,
you should if I had some money but I don't - You don't? Said Ron surprised, but I taught that you had inherited some
money from your muggle family - Oh, I have but I can't touch them until I'm 18 years old, I don't own a
dime. With very convincing voices the other told Emma that it was okay if they didn't get anything at all, but if she would get money they expected large presents for each (a joke that Emma took seriously) That evening they went down to the Great Hall. When they got there Emma saw a mistletoe in the doorway. She went up to Harry who stood looking at her as to encourage her to walk in. She liked Harry very much but didn't know how to say it, then she got an idea, but would she dare? He maybe had a... must try she decided
- Harry...she said
- Yes...
- Do you know what muggle people do under a mistletoe?
- NO...why...(he stopped talking) Emma had tried to kiss his cheek but as he had turned his head against her, the kiss had landed on his mouth, they stood there for about 30 seconds lips against each outer. Emma felt warmth in her body, it felt so right to do this... But then she realised what she was doing, she pulled away blushing and trying to speak but noting came out of her mouth and she went away towards the table, with Harry looking after her amazed by all the feelings rushing inside him. Lucky Ron and Hermione hadn't noticed the "kiss" talking to Dumbledore who just had come in to the room. Emma and Harry joined the people round the table but didn't speak much to each outer trough the meal, but nobody seemed to notice the tense between them. After the meal Emma took Dumbledor aside...
- Excuse me sir, but can I talk with you
- Of course you can, miss Dickens, what is on your heart? - Well as you probably already know I'm an orphan left on the stair to an orphanage when I was only 5 months, taken too USA by an family in Boston, I have always know this and last year my family died in a plane crash, now
I'm looking for my parents and some days ago I found a picture of your
daughter Evelyn and it struck me how alike we are, do you know anything
about this? - Well Emma that has struck me too. I first saw it at the sorting ceremony
and I have been thinking on it. You see my daughter and was very close
until about 16 years ago, one year before Voldemort's disappearing she
vanished from the earth at about 1 and an half year, even Lily Potter didn't know were she had gone, they were best friends, She returned after this 1 and ½ year very week and depressed, my young lively Evelyn hadn't a trace left of her old self and after about six mounts, on the 5th August
she committed suicide...
- August the 5th? But that is my birthday... - It is? Said Dumbledore surprised. Can that be a reason? He began counting
- Lets see she vanished about one year before voldemort...and 9 mounts from
august is...October and you said that you were five mounts when you were
abandon... well it all figures...
- Sir, do you think that I'm you grandchild? - It may be so Emma, but we have to be sure, you don't mind to give some blood to Poppy do you? She can test both our blood and your grandmas and
then we will know...
- Of course I can do that, all for the truth you know...
- Good... on Wednesday?
- Wednesday... and sir...
- Yes
- I would really like if you were my grandpa...