A/N- this chapter will be about Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione.
Ginny Potter sighed as she sorted through the piles of paper on her desk. She was busy writing a report on the ministries latest blunder for the daily prophet. Ginny was a top class journalist, possibly even more sought after then Rita Skeeter had been in her day.
"Mum! Daisy has written a letter to you and dad!" Her 6-year-old daughter, Holly, ran into the room, dark hair flying everywhere.
"Oh, she has now" Ginny said, taking the parchment from her daughters hands. "Have you read it yet?"
"Nope" She said, flashing her cheeky grin.
Dear mum and dad (Ginny read)
Well, I've got here, and Hogwarts is great, even better than I imagined it. I've been sorted into Gryffindor, like Brett (unfortunately) but there's someone else. The night before I arrived you told me about my uncle Ron and aunt Hermione. Turns out they have a son, my age, and he's really nice, we made friends on the train to Hogwarts. He's obsessed with you dad; he thinks you're the best seeker ever. He doesn't know you're his uncle. I've been feeling guilty, I mean, is it ok? Its not Lewis's (that's there son) fault about what his dad did. You're understanding, im sure you won't mind, well, I hope.
All my love,
Daisy xxxx
Ginny gasped. Ron and Hermione had severed ties with everyone. No one had heard from them for 14 years, no one knew what had been going on in their lives. Ginny cared, all right, but she'd just kept on reminding herself what Ron had done to stop her trying to find out. She never knew they'd had a son.
"Can I read the letter, mum?" Holly asked her with big brown eyes.
"Later, later darling. You can read it when dad gets home"
"Why not now?" Holly whined, stamping her foot impatiently.
"You'll find out tonight, im sorry, I cant tell you until dad gets here, okay?" She put the letter safely in her pocket.
"Why?" Holly said stubbornly, folding her arms.
"Holly, I have a lot of work to do!" Ginny said impatiently, "I don't need you asking me countless questions! Go play"
"I don't want to play," She said, scowling. Holly had always been the stubborn, moody one. She was a lot like Ron.
"Study, then! Amuse your self in some way! If you don't get out in 3, you're not seeing the letter at all! 1-"
Holly threw a last dirty look at her mother and left the room. Ginny settled herself back in her chair, pulling the report towards her. Tonight she'd tell Holly the story, and she'd tell Harry all about Lewis. She just had to finish the report.
A few hours later Ginny was in the main lounge with Harry and Holly. They lived in a big manor, quite a contrast to the houses they'd both grown up in, and had 3 lounges. Holly was snuggled up in her father's arms, clicking her tongue impatiently.
"Okay" Ginny said, pulling the letter back out, "Before you see the letter, were going to tell you about someone. Someone you ought to know about"
"Tell me then" Holly said
"Don't be rude" Harry scolded, "Well-"
Harry told Holly what Ginny had told Daisy just 2 nights ago. She listened intently, not even showing emotion when he finished.
"Can I see the letter now?" She asked. Ginny handed her it.
"What do you think then?" Ginny asked her when she'd finished reading.
"I want to see them," She said seriously.
"Holly, we explained-" Harry said
"But its been a long time since then" She said simply, standing up "Cant we, please?"
"No, Holly, its not, well, you don't understand" Ginny said experatedly
"Do too. I want to see them, I do. I want another cousin"
"Don't be ridiculous, you've plenty of cousins" Harry said, ruffling her already messy hair.
"I want to see aunt Hermione and uncle Ron and I want to see Lewis!" She screamed. One of her tantrums was about to come on.
"Holly" Ginny said through gritted teeth, "It's too late for one of your tantrums, and me and your father are too tired"
"Your mums right" Harry said wearily, rubbing his eyes. He'd discovered contacts when he left school, and hadn't gone back to glasses since. "We'll talk about this another time, right?"
"Its always 'another time'" Holly snarled, "Why don't you ever explain?"
Ginny was starting to get angry now. She had been at it since 8:00 AM, first tidying up the house and then writing reports and sorting through her research. It was now 9:00 PM, and she had an early start the next day. All she wanted to do was sleep.
"Go to bed" She said, stifling a huge yawn.
"No" Holly said, folding her arms.
"You'll do as your mother tells you" Harry said angrily. He had had a hard day too.
"I WONT!" Holly screamed
"RIGHT!" Harry walked over to her "You will go to bed, I'll make sure of it" He picked her up at ease, and carried her up the stairs. Ginny could here Holly's screaming all the way up. Harry finally came down 5 minutes later, putting his wand in his belt.
"What did you do?" Ginny said, alarmed.
"Relax, I only locked the door" He grinned at her, "She'll stop screaming soon, she hasn't got an audience"
"Good, good" Ginny said, closing her eyes. She felt Harry come up behind her and encircle her in his big, strong arms.
"And you know what Holly's door locked means?" He whispered into her ear. She groaned.
"Not tonight, Harry, I'm far too tired. I just want a bath then im going straight to bed"
"I could help you relax," He whispered, rubbing her shoulders.
"No" She said, standing up, "No. Not tonight, okay? Im far too tired"
"Its always the same" He sighed, going back to his chair, "'Too tired, Hectic day, Not tonight'"
"Im so sorry I cant satisfy your needs then!" Ginny said angrily, putting her dressing gown on.
"No, Gin, come on, I didn't mean it like that" He said desperately, walking over to kiss her again, but she pulled away.
"Sorry, Harry, another time, okay?" She said, walking out before he could say a word.
"Maybe I should just get someone else!" He called out to her retreating back. She turned round, looking like she'd been slapped.
"What?" She said angrily, drawing her gown more tightly around her.
"Nothing" He said sheepishly, trying to walk past her
"No. You said you'd get someone else"
"I didn't mean it, just a moment of madness, Gin, I'd never get someone else"
"You think im going to trust you now?" She whispered, glaring at him, "Or- Have you got someone else?"
"No" He said determidily, "You're my only one, Gin, and I swear it. You're the one I love"
"We haven't...not for ages...and, it wouldn't exactly be hard for you, would it? You're the most famous wizard, I know there'd be loads of people...please Harry, tell the truth" She said desperately, beginning to feel tears running down her cheeks.
"No, no, no" He whispered, drawing her into a tight hug, "Ginny, I'll look you in the eye and say it, I'd never cheat on you. Never have, never will, you got me?"
She pulled way from the hug "Sleep in a spare room tonight, Harry"
"Gin"
"No. Im going to bed, okay? I've got to be out the house at 5 in the morning tomorrow, Im doing an interview. Take Holly to my mums, ok?"
"Okay" He said sadly, watching her retreating back. He'd blew it. He'd make it up to her tomorrow. Sighing, he straightened a few cushions, put the fire out and went up too bed.
...Ron and Hermione...
It had been quite a hectic day for Ron Weasley as well. He had spent all day flooing around the country, modifying muggles memories, writing reports and so on (He was an obliviater). He was glad to be getting a day off tomorrow.
"Home early" He said to his wife, Hermione. She was curled up on the sofa, watching a muggle chat show.
"Well yeah, they weren't busy at the office today, I only had to send some leaflets off to the printers" Hermione worked in the department for regulation and control of magical creatures, and had been taking a more active roll in campaigning for s.p.e.w the past few years.
"You busy tomorrow?" He asked, joining her on the sofa.
"Definatly" She sighed, "I've got an interview tomorrow for the daily prophet, at 6 in the morning, would you believe it, and then I'll be up at the office all day, the Spanish ministry are quite interested in s.p.e.w, Im making arrangements to meet up with them. Then I've got a house elf coming in, one who wants pay and all that"
"Not busy then" He said, "I got the day off, I thought we could've gone somewhere"
"Im sorry" She said, leaning over to give him a kiss, "But I want to get everything done, y'no? Im really getting s.p.e.w off the ground, its really exciting"
"And once spew is 'off the ground'" Ron said, pulling Hermione closer, "It means more money"
"Well, you could say that, yeah, but im not bothered about the money, I mean, its not as if we need it" She looked round. They also lived in a manor.
"You can never have enough money" Ron said cheerfully, "So, has Lewis wrote to us yet?"
"Nah, I don't think he will for a while" She turned over, "Do you want some tea?"
"I wouldn't mind," He said, lying back, "I've had a hectic day. What's for dinner?"
"Always the same, foods the first thing on your mind" She got up, "I've made some stew, that'll do for you?"
"That'll more than do" Ron smiled, "Im just thinking about desert"
"Ron!" She said, although she was grinning too.
They'd both finished dinner, and were quite busy on the sofa when they were interrupted by a loud rapping noise.
"Hedwig" Ron muttered angrily, opening the window for the owl.
Dear mum and dad (They read),
Hogwarts is brilliant! The food, the dorms, the ghosts, even the lessons! I've been sorted into Gryffindor, and I've made a few friends- Shay Finnegan, Brett Longbottom (Well, He's a bit annoying though) and Daisy Potter, Harry Potters daughter! How cool is that? I've already had Snape. He wasn't too bad, but he picked on Daisy loads. There's a Malfoy here as well. She's not bad actually, although Daisy doesn't like her. Write back.
Lewis
"Daisy Potter?" Hermione gasped, "I don't believe it. Ron, do you think she knows about us?"
"I don't care," He said resolutely. He didn't like talking about his family.
"You have too care!" She said, shaking the letter in front of his face, "Daisy is Lewis's cousin..."
"What are you implying?"
"I'm not implying anything, I just thought..."
"We can't tell him! I thought we agreed that's we'd never see them again!"
"No! You decided that when you worked for Vold-" She put her hands to her mouth, knowing she'd gone too far.
"WELL IF YOU THOUGHT THAT WHY DID YOU MARRY ME? IF YOU WANTED TO SEE THEM SO MUCH WHY DID YOU CHOOSE ME?"
"No, Ron, please-don't. I didn't mean it" She tried to draw him into a hug, to calm him down, but he just continued shouting.
"I CANT BELIEVE YOU SAID THAT! WHY? YOU WANT TO SEE THEM AGAIN, WHEN THEY-"
"You're not making any sense, Ron"
"SENSE? YOUR NOT MAKING ANY SENSE, YOU DON'T REALLY WANT TO SEE THEM AGAIN!"
"I NEVER SAID I WANTED TO SEE THEM!" Hermione shouted back. She swayed a little. She'd never fully recovered from Voldemorts attack, and it did her no good to shout and get angry. She sat down.
"Don't you dare shout at me" She said, pointing a shaking finger at him, "Don't you dare"
Ron stared at her, and sat down opposite. He put his head in his hands. He was the same as ever, stubborn. Couldn't see any one else's side of the argument.
"I'm going to bed," Hemione said, standing up "Night"
"Night" He grunted back, head still in his hands. When he finally looked up, some five minutes later, all the lights were out, and Hermione had left.
"I'm not seeing them again," He said loudly, his voice echoing around the room, "I'm not!"
A/N- well, there it is, I took long to update, but I've been busy with schoolwork...but hooray! It's the summer holidays, so I'll probs be updating much faster-that is if I get reviews.
Ginny Potter sighed as she sorted through the piles of paper on her desk. She was busy writing a report on the ministries latest blunder for the daily prophet. Ginny was a top class journalist, possibly even more sought after then Rita Skeeter had been in her day.
"Mum! Daisy has written a letter to you and dad!" Her 6-year-old daughter, Holly, ran into the room, dark hair flying everywhere.
"Oh, she has now" Ginny said, taking the parchment from her daughters hands. "Have you read it yet?"
"Nope" She said, flashing her cheeky grin.
Dear mum and dad (Ginny read)
Well, I've got here, and Hogwarts is great, even better than I imagined it. I've been sorted into Gryffindor, like Brett (unfortunately) but there's someone else. The night before I arrived you told me about my uncle Ron and aunt Hermione. Turns out they have a son, my age, and he's really nice, we made friends on the train to Hogwarts. He's obsessed with you dad; he thinks you're the best seeker ever. He doesn't know you're his uncle. I've been feeling guilty, I mean, is it ok? Its not Lewis's (that's there son) fault about what his dad did. You're understanding, im sure you won't mind, well, I hope.
All my love,
Daisy xxxx
Ginny gasped. Ron and Hermione had severed ties with everyone. No one had heard from them for 14 years, no one knew what had been going on in their lives. Ginny cared, all right, but she'd just kept on reminding herself what Ron had done to stop her trying to find out. She never knew they'd had a son.
"Can I read the letter, mum?" Holly asked her with big brown eyes.
"Later, later darling. You can read it when dad gets home"
"Why not now?" Holly whined, stamping her foot impatiently.
"You'll find out tonight, im sorry, I cant tell you until dad gets here, okay?" She put the letter safely in her pocket.
"Why?" Holly said stubbornly, folding her arms.
"Holly, I have a lot of work to do!" Ginny said impatiently, "I don't need you asking me countless questions! Go play"
"I don't want to play," She said, scowling. Holly had always been the stubborn, moody one. She was a lot like Ron.
"Study, then! Amuse your self in some way! If you don't get out in 3, you're not seeing the letter at all! 1-"
Holly threw a last dirty look at her mother and left the room. Ginny settled herself back in her chair, pulling the report towards her. Tonight she'd tell Holly the story, and she'd tell Harry all about Lewis. She just had to finish the report.
A few hours later Ginny was in the main lounge with Harry and Holly. They lived in a big manor, quite a contrast to the houses they'd both grown up in, and had 3 lounges. Holly was snuggled up in her father's arms, clicking her tongue impatiently.
"Okay" Ginny said, pulling the letter back out, "Before you see the letter, were going to tell you about someone. Someone you ought to know about"
"Tell me then" Holly said
"Don't be rude" Harry scolded, "Well-"
Harry told Holly what Ginny had told Daisy just 2 nights ago. She listened intently, not even showing emotion when he finished.
"Can I see the letter now?" She asked. Ginny handed her it.
"What do you think then?" Ginny asked her when she'd finished reading.
"I want to see them," She said seriously.
"Holly, we explained-" Harry said
"But its been a long time since then" She said simply, standing up "Cant we, please?"
"No, Holly, its not, well, you don't understand" Ginny said experatedly
"Do too. I want to see them, I do. I want another cousin"
"Don't be ridiculous, you've plenty of cousins" Harry said, ruffling her already messy hair.
"I want to see aunt Hermione and uncle Ron and I want to see Lewis!" She screamed. One of her tantrums was about to come on.
"Holly" Ginny said through gritted teeth, "It's too late for one of your tantrums, and me and your father are too tired"
"Your mums right" Harry said wearily, rubbing his eyes. He'd discovered contacts when he left school, and hadn't gone back to glasses since. "We'll talk about this another time, right?"
"Its always 'another time'" Holly snarled, "Why don't you ever explain?"
Ginny was starting to get angry now. She had been at it since 8:00 AM, first tidying up the house and then writing reports and sorting through her research. It was now 9:00 PM, and she had an early start the next day. All she wanted to do was sleep.
"Go to bed" She said, stifling a huge yawn.
"No" Holly said, folding her arms.
"You'll do as your mother tells you" Harry said angrily. He had had a hard day too.
"I WONT!" Holly screamed
"RIGHT!" Harry walked over to her "You will go to bed, I'll make sure of it" He picked her up at ease, and carried her up the stairs. Ginny could here Holly's screaming all the way up. Harry finally came down 5 minutes later, putting his wand in his belt.
"What did you do?" Ginny said, alarmed.
"Relax, I only locked the door" He grinned at her, "She'll stop screaming soon, she hasn't got an audience"
"Good, good" Ginny said, closing her eyes. She felt Harry come up behind her and encircle her in his big, strong arms.
"And you know what Holly's door locked means?" He whispered into her ear. She groaned.
"Not tonight, Harry, I'm far too tired. I just want a bath then im going straight to bed"
"I could help you relax," He whispered, rubbing her shoulders.
"No" She said, standing up, "No. Not tonight, okay? Im far too tired"
"Its always the same" He sighed, going back to his chair, "'Too tired, Hectic day, Not tonight'"
"Im so sorry I cant satisfy your needs then!" Ginny said angrily, putting her dressing gown on.
"No, Gin, come on, I didn't mean it like that" He said desperately, walking over to kiss her again, but she pulled away.
"Sorry, Harry, another time, okay?" She said, walking out before he could say a word.
"Maybe I should just get someone else!" He called out to her retreating back. She turned round, looking like she'd been slapped.
"What?" She said angrily, drawing her gown more tightly around her.
"Nothing" He said sheepishly, trying to walk past her
"No. You said you'd get someone else"
"I didn't mean it, just a moment of madness, Gin, I'd never get someone else"
"You think im going to trust you now?" She whispered, glaring at him, "Or- Have you got someone else?"
"No" He said determidily, "You're my only one, Gin, and I swear it. You're the one I love"
"We haven't...not for ages...and, it wouldn't exactly be hard for you, would it? You're the most famous wizard, I know there'd be loads of people...please Harry, tell the truth" She said desperately, beginning to feel tears running down her cheeks.
"No, no, no" He whispered, drawing her into a tight hug, "Ginny, I'll look you in the eye and say it, I'd never cheat on you. Never have, never will, you got me?"
She pulled way from the hug "Sleep in a spare room tonight, Harry"
"Gin"
"No. Im going to bed, okay? I've got to be out the house at 5 in the morning tomorrow, Im doing an interview. Take Holly to my mums, ok?"
"Okay" He said sadly, watching her retreating back. He'd blew it. He'd make it up to her tomorrow. Sighing, he straightened a few cushions, put the fire out and went up too bed.
...Ron and Hermione...
It had been quite a hectic day for Ron Weasley as well. He had spent all day flooing around the country, modifying muggles memories, writing reports and so on (He was an obliviater). He was glad to be getting a day off tomorrow.
"Home early" He said to his wife, Hermione. She was curled up on the sofa, watching a muggle chat show.
"Well yeah, they weren't busy at the office today, I only had to send some leaflets off to the printers" Hermione worked in the department for regulation and control of magical creatures, and had been taking a more active roll in campaigning for s.p.e.w the past few years.
"You busy tomorrow?" He asked, joining her on the sofa.
"Definatly" She sighed, "I've got an interview tomorrow for the daily prophet, at 6 in the morning, would you believe it, and then I'll be up at the office all day, the Spanish ministry are quite interested in s.p.e.w, Im making arrangements to meet up with them. Then I've got a house elf coming in, one who wants pay and all that"
"Not busy then" He said, "I got the day off, I thought we could've gone somewhere"
"Im sorry" She said, leaning over to give him a kiss, "But I want to get everything done, y'no? Im really getting s.p.e.w off the ground, its really exciting"
"And once spew is 'off the ground'" Ron said, pulling Hermione closer, "It means more money"
"Well, you could say that, yeah, but im not bothered about the money, I mean, its not as if we need it" She looked round. They also lived in a manor.
"You can never have enough money" Ron said cheerfully, "So, has Lewis wrote to us yet?"
"Nah, I don't think he will for a while" She turned over, "Do you want some tea?"
"I wouldn't mind," He said, lying back, "I've had a hectic day. What's for dinner?"
"Always the same, foods the first thing on your mind" She got up, "I've made some stew, that'll do for you?"
"That'll more than do" Ron smiled, "Im just thinking about desert"
"Ron!" She said, although she was grinning too.
They'd both finished dinner, and were quite busy on the sofa when they were interrupted by a loud rapping noise.
"Hedwig" Ron muttered angrily, opening the window for the owl.
Dear mum and dad (They read),
Hogwarts is brilliant! The food, the dorms, the ghosts, even the lessons! I've been sorted into Gryffindor, and I've made a few friends- Shay Finnegan, Brett Longbottom (Well, He's a bit annoying though) and Daisy Potter, Harry Potters daughter! How cool is that? I've already had Snape. He wasn't too bad, but he picked on Daisy loads. There's a Malfoy here as well. She's not bad actually, although Daisy doesn't like her. Write back.
Lewis
"Daisy Potter?" Hermione gasped, "I don't believe it. Ron, do you think she knows about us?"
"I don't care," He said resolutely. He didn't like talking about his family.
"You have too care!" She said, shaking the letter in front of his face, "Daisy is Lewis's cousin..."
"What are you implying?"
"I'm not implying anything, I just thought..."
"We can't tell him! I thought we agreed that's we'd never see them again!"
"No! You decided that when you worked for Vold-" She put her hands to her mouth, knowing she'd gone too far.
"WELL IF YOU THOUGHT THAT WHY DID YOU MARRY ME? IF YOU WANTED TO SEE THEM SO MUCH WHY DID YOU CHOOSE ME?"
"No, Ron, please-don't. I didn't mean it" She tried to draw him into a hug, to calm him down, but he just continued shouting.
"I CANT BELIEVE YOU SAID THAT! WHY? YOU WANT TO SEE THEM AGAIN, WHEN THEY-"
"You're not making any sense, Ron"
"SENSE? YOUR NOT MAKING ANY SENSE, YOU DON'T REALLY WANT TO SEE THEM AGAIN!"
"I NEVER SAID I WANTED TO SEE THEM!" Hermione shouted back. She swayed a little. She'd never fully recovered from Voldemorts attack, and it did her no good to shout and get angry. She sat down.
"Don't you dare shout at me" She said, pointing a shaking finger at him, "Don't you dare"
Ron stared at her, and sat down opposite. He put his head in his hands. He was the same as ever, stubborn. Couldn't see any one else's side of the argument.
"I'm going to bed," Hemione said, standing up "Night"
"Night" He grunted back, head still in his hands. When he finally looked up, some five minutes later, all the lights were out, and Hermione had left.
"I'm not seeing them again," He said loudly, his voice echoing around the room, "I'm not!"
A/N- well, there it is, I took long to update, but I've been busy with schoolwork...but hooray! It's the summer holidays, so I'll probs be updating much faster-that is if I get reviews.