Broken Hearts Always Heal
Chapter 4 – sleepover and secrets
Disclaimer: Anything you recognize is not mine.
(this chapter fueled by Ashlee Simpson's CD)
One fire burns out another's burning; One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish -Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, I, 2
While Harry was out, the girls were heading over to the Weasley's house for the sleepover. They hopped on their bikes and sped down the street. They went down Emily's street, up another, across one more, followed that street for a loooong time, and then crossed another, and rolled up to a house. It was fairly quaint.
"MUM! WE'RE HOME!" yelled Lily.
"Hi girls! And who is this?" asked Hermione. She could figure out almost who it was though.
"This is Emily Potter," replied Elizabeth.
"Hullo Emily. Nice to meet you."
"She's spending the night tonight mum," said Elizabeth.
"Good, Good. That's fine. I hope she likes pizza. That's what's for dinner."
"Oh I love pizza, Mrs. Weasley." Said Emily.
"Please call me Hermione. Mrs. Weasley makes me sound too old."
"Alright Hermione."
"So Emily, do you by any chance know Harry Potter?"
"No ma'am. I don't," Emily froze when she asked the question. She knew it was coming but the fact everyone asked her this made her feel kind of uncomfortable. She hated lying.
"That's alright." Hermione had a disappointed expression in her heart but wouldn't show it in front of the girls. 'I know that she's related to him. She's got his eyes and she wears glasses for goodness sake! I wish she wouldn't lie to me. I want to run up and hug her but I can't. She doesn't really know me. I think I'll just pull her over,' Hermione thought. She really was too smart for her own good.
As the girls were running upstairs, Emily was the last one so Hermione stopped her and whispered in her ear. "I know who you are. And I also know that you were lying to me about Harry. It's quite all right dear. Tell him I said hi." With that said Emily turned around to face her.
"How did you kn-" Hermione cut her off.
"Because of your eyes. And Harry, as a child, was very bad at lying too," Hermione said with a smile at remembering the old days with just the three of them. "Now run up there before the others will start looking for you."
"Ok thanks for understanding Hermione."
"And don't worry. I won't tell Ron."
"Thank you."
"Now run along."
"Alright."
Emily ran upstairs and had to guess at which room they were in. The first room was a white door. She didn't think they were in there. There was a writing sound in there. She walked over to another white door that was open. She figured that was where they were. She walked in and they weren't in there.
"BOO!" Lily and Elizabeth shouted. Emily screamed and then they all laughed. "Come up to the attic. We found something up there this morning you'd like," said Lily.
They went upstairs to the attic and walked in. It was awfully stuffy and hot. Elizabeth turned on the ceiling fan to get some air circulating in the attic. They all walked over towards a corner on the attic and there was a box labeled 'Ron's School Stuff.' Lily lifted the top and looked inside. There were robes, books, a broken wand, some random photos that had fallen out of the photo album, and some other random stuff just thrown in there. What they were looking for were all the photos. They looked at the loose ones first. There was one of Ron and Hermione holding hands and waving with the other, one of Ginny running after Ron for stealing her bag, a couple of just Ron, and some of Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
"That's my dad isn't it?" asked Emily.
"Yes it is. And see here? That's our mum and dad," replied Elizabeth.
"I bet they were best friends weren't they."
"Appears so," said Lily.
"Do you think.... Maybe? I could take one home? Please? I really want my dad to see one," finished Emily.
"I think so. I don't think our dad would mind. Maybe your dad has some pictures too."
"I don't know. He might though!"
"You never know until you try!"
"Exactly! Can we look at the photo album?"
"Sure."
They got out the album and started looking through there was a couple of Hermione, some of Harry, some of Ron's siblings, and plenty of others too. They spent a long time looking at all of them and laughing at some also. Then they decided to go downstairs to Elizabeth's room. Elizabeth's room was lavender. They went in and sat down on the bed. They started talking about a lot of different things but they didn't stray far from the subject of Emily's dad.
"Do you know why he left for so long?" said Lily
"Yes actually... See your dad accused him of murdering your grandfather when it was their old enemy who did. And there's this guy who killed his parents and godfather and stuff but I never really got it..."
"We knew that our grandfather was dead. Our dad told us that he had died of a muggle disease called cancer. And the bit about the guy who killed your grandparents; he is still around and feared by many, many people. Your dad seems to be one of the few who isn't," said Elizabeth
'Oh' was all Emily had to say to that. They decided to drift off the topic of Harry and go make something to eat. They went down to the kitchen and tried to make microwaved s'mores. That didn't turn out so well. The marshmallows got too big and puffy and, KABOOM, exploded in the microwave. The chocolate stuck to the sides of the appliance, as did the graham crackers and marshmallows. Ron came in after hearing the explosion and cleaned it up.
After that sticky situation, they took peanut butter, left over chocolate and graham crackers, and put them all together to make peanut butter crackers (with chocolate. Try this sometime. It's REALLY good.). They took their creation upstairs to Elizabeth's bed and ate. And ate. And ate. They then watched scary movies. Emily first had to explain how movies were just like the moving pictures only much, much longer. They watched The Ring, The Others, and Signs. They didn't sleep the whole night. They gossiped, made prank phone calls at 2AM, and played Ouija (they were disappointed however that the board didn't work.).
Meanwhile
At Ginny's place, things were going good. Harry and Ginny were talking. Soon enough, the inevitable happened. Harry leaned over and kissed Ginny, who kissed back. Seventeen seconds of this and Harry decided he would tell Ginny who he was. Just not yet. He needed to wait awhile, make sure everything was right, and take necessary precautions.
"You look troubled," said Ginny. "Something wrong?"
"No, no it's nothing like that. I've just got a lot on my mind," replied Harry. It was true. He DID have a lot on his mind. Ginny, his identity, how Emily was, and those were just the basics of what was wrong with his mind. He was confused. 'Is it all right that it's only been a little while since me and Jessica split up? How would Emily react if Ginny and I were going out? Ginny isn't exactly her mum.' The little voice in the back of his head was screaming YES, YES IT'S OKAY! EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE! He hoped it would be ok.
"Are you sure nothing's wrong?" asked Ginny
"Yes I'm sure. Nothing is wrong," replied Harry.
"Positive?"
"Positive."
"So, you mentioned you are divorced didn't you?"
"Yes. I recently divorced my wife of 13 years. We lived in America and then I decided to move back to my roots. What about you?"
"Well I haven't ever been married or been in a serious relationship for awhile. The last guy I was with was about 2 years ago. We were together for a year then split up. His name was Kevin. Haven't seen him since."
Harry decided to change the topic. "I see you have a remembral. You're a wizard I presume?"
"Oh, Yes I am. I take it you are too?"
"You got it."
"I never would've guessed. So which school did you go to?" asked Ginny.
Harry had to think fast. He couldn't say Hogwarts. There was no 'Ayron Potter' there. He, Harry, was the only Potter at Hogwarts in his year. Thinking fast, he said "Beauxbatons. What about you?"
"Hogwarts."
"I remember, our school went against yours in the Triwizard Tournament."
"That's right."
They talked some more about wizarding things and then Harry decided he needed to go. He kissed her goodnight and said, "I hope we can see each other again."
"I'm sure we can," as Ginny said this, she slipped her phone number written on a piece of paper into his hand. "You might need that," she said.
"I'm sure I will if I want to meet up with you again," replied Harry.
With that said and done, Harry waved goodbye and walked out to his car. He drove home and arrived at 3 AM. He lay down and fell asleep immediately with thoughts and dreams of Ginny in his head.
"WAKE UP DAD!" yelled Emily. Harry had slept well past 10 and Emily was jumping on his bed waiting for him to get up. She was obviously back from the Weasley's house and she still had a lot of energy. It was amazing because the rest of us would be so tired from staying up all night long.
"I'm up! I'm up!" Harry exclaimed. "Oh, you're home... What time is it?"
"Almost 11. Get up!"
"Why must I?"
"Because you've got a phone call with a nice lady named Ginny."
"How do you know about Ginny?"
"You left her number on the night stand stupid. The heart on the i kind of gave it away."
'Oh great. Emily already knows about Ginny,' thought Harry.
"Did you and the girls sleep last night?" asked Harry changing the subject.
"Nope not a wink."
"Then go to your room and sleep a little bit. We have yard work to do."
"Oh fine dad. I will if you go and call this lady friend of yours."
"Deal."
Emily went to bed and Harry went and called Ginny. He invited her over to help in the garden. She accepted and came over immediately. He greeted her by kissing her. They then talked and waited for Emily to come down. Three hours later, Harry and Ginny had talked and Emily had woken up. Harry introduced them to each other.
"Emily, this is Ginny, the aunt of Lily and Elizabeth," said Harry
"Oh nice to meet you!" said Emily. "I didn't know you were their aunt."
"It's a small world," said Ginny.
After the meet-up, they all went outside to weed, garden, and make the yard look good (There were many brown patches amongst the green grass.). They all had fun and ended up starting a dirt fight. Harry threw dirt at Ginny who threw some at Emily who threw some back and it went on and on like this for a long time. The girls planted flowers. They planted red roses, sunflowers, daises, and a lot of lilies. They weeded some more and then dug up the dead grass.
The grass was hard and ugly. They threw it into a wheelbarrow and then planted some grass seed. After the grass was planted they watered everything then lay straw on top of the fresh grass. They went inside to get some lemonade afterwards. They had worked a lot (and hard too). Soon it was time to part ways and Ginny had to leave. She kissed Harry goodbye and bid goodbye to Emily.
"It's just the two of us now," said Harry
"I know. It seems like a while since it's been just the two of us. I've been out and about with new friends. What do you do when I'm not around?" replied Emily.
"Oh I manage," laughed Harry.
They both started laughing and then went inside to get dinner ready. It had been a very long day, indeed.
Chapter 4 – sleepover and secrets
Disclaimer: Anything you recognize is not mine.
(this chapter fueled by Ashlee Simpson's CD)
One fire burns out another's burning; One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish -Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, I, 2
While Harry was out, the girls were heading over to the Weasley's house for the sleepover. They hopped on their bikes and sped down the street. They went down Emily's street, up another, across one more, followed that street for a loooong time, and then crossed another, and rolled up to a house. It was fairly quaint.
"MUM! WE'RE HOME!" yelled Lily.
"Hi girls! And who is this?" asked Hermione. She could figure out almost who it was though.
"This is Emily Potter," replied Elizabeth.
"Hullo Emily. Nice to meet you."
"She's spending the night tonight mum," said Elizabeth.
"Good, Good. That's fine. I hope she likes pizza. That's what's for dinner."
"Oh I love pizza, Mrs. Weasley." Said Emily.
"Please call me Hermione. Mrs. Weasley makes me sound too old."
"Alright Hermione."
"So Emily, do you by any chance know Harry Potter?"
"No ma'am. I don't," Emily froze when she asked the question. She knew it was coming but the fact everyone asked her this made her feel kind of uncomfortable. She hated lying.
"That's alright." Hermione had a disappointed expression in her heart but wouldn't show it in front of the girls. 'I know that she's related to him. She's got his eyes and she wears glasses for goodness sake! I wish she wouldn't lie to me. I want to run up and hug her but I can't. She doesn't really know me. I think I'll just pull her over,' Hermione thought. She really was too smart for her own good.
As the girls were running upstairs, Emily was the last one so Hermione stopped her and whispered in her ear. "I know who you are. And I also know that you were lying to me about Harry. It's quite all right dear. Tell him I said hi." With that said Emily turned around to face her.
"How did you kn-" Hermione cut her off.
"Because of your eyes. And Harry, as a child, was very bad at lying too," Hermione said with a smile at remembering the old days with just the three of them. "Now run up there before the others will start looking for you."
"Ok thanks for understanding Hermione."
"And don't worry. I won't tell Ron."
"Thank you."
"Now run along."
"Alright."
Emily ran upstairs and had to guess at which room they were in. The first room was a white door. She didn't think they were in there. There was a writing sound in there. She walked over to another white door that was open. She figured that was where they were. She walked in and they weren't in there.
"BOO!" Lily and Elizabeth shouted. Emily screamed and then they all laughed. "Come up to the attic. We found something up there this morning you'd like," said Lily.
They went upstairs to the attic and walked in. It was awfully stuffy and hot. Elizabeth turned on the ceiling fan to get some air circulating in the attic. They all walked over towards a corner on the attic and there was a box labeled 'Ron's School Stuff.' Lily lifted the top and looked inside. There were robes, books, a broken wand, some random photos that had fallen out of the photo album, and some other random stuff just thrown in there. What they were looking for were all the photos. They looked at the loose ones first. There was one of Ron and Hermione holding hands and waving with the other, one of Ginny running after Ron for stealing her bag, a couple of just Ron, and some of Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
"That's my dad isn't it?" asked Emily.
"Yes it is. And see here? That's our mum and dad," replied Elizabeth.
"I bet they were best friends weren't they."
"Appears so," said Lily.
"Do you think.... Maybe? I could take one home? Please? I really want my dad to see one," finished Emily.
"I think so. I don't think our dad would mind. Maybe your dad has some pictures too."
"I don't know. He might though!"
"You never know until you try!"
"Exactly! Can we look at the photo album?"
"Sure."
They got out the album and started looking through there was a couple of Hermione, some of Harry, some of Ron's siblings, and plenty of others too. They spent a long time looking at all of them and laughing at some also. Then they decided to go downstairs to Elizabeth's room. Elizabeth's room was lavender. They went in and sat down on the bed. They started talking about a lot of different things but they didn't stray far from the subject of Emily's dad.
"Do you know why he left for so long?" said Lily
"Yes actually... See your dad accused him of murdering your grandfather when it was their old enemy who did. And there's this guy who killed his parents and godfather and stuff but I never really got it..."
"We knew that our grandfather was dead. Our dad told us that he had died of a muggle disease called cancer. And the bit about the guy who killed your grandparents; he is still around and feared by many, many people. Your dad seems to be one of the few who isn't," said Elizabeth
'Oh' was all Emily had to say to that. They decided to drift off the topic of Harry and go make something to eat. They went down to the kitchen and tried to make microwaved s'mores. That didn't turn out so well. The marshmallows got too big and puffy and, KABOOM, exploded in the microwave. The chocolate stuck to the sides of the appliance, as did the graham crackers and marshmallows. Ron came in after hearing the explosion and cleaned it up.
After that sticky situation, they took peanut butter, left over chocolate and graham crackers, and put them all together to make peanut butter crackers (with chocolate. Try this sometime. It's REALLY good.). They took their creation upstairs to Elizabeth's bed and ate. And ate. And ate. They then watched scary movies. Emily first had to explain how movies were just like the moving pictures only much, much longer. They watched The Ring, The Others, and Signs. They didn't sleep the whole night. They gossiped, made prank phone calls at 2AM, and played Ouija (they were disappointed however that the board didn't work.).
Meanwhile
At Ginny's place, things were going good. Harry and Ginny were talking. Soon enough, the inevitable happened. Harry leaned over and kissed Ginny, who kissed back. Seventeen seconds of this and Harry decided he would tell Ginny who he was. Just not yet. He needed to wait awhile, make sure everything was right, and take necessary precautions.
"You look troubled," said Ginny. "Something wrong?"
"No, no it's nothing like that. I've just got a lot on my mind," replied Harry. It was true. He DID have a lot on his mind. Ginny, his identity, how Emily was, and those were just the basics of what was wrong with his mind. He was confused. 'Is it all right that it's only been a little while since me and Jessica split up? How would Emily react if Ginny and I were going out? Ginny isn't exactly her mum.' The little voice in the back of his head was screaming YES, YES IT'S OKAY! EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE! He hoped it would be ok.
"Are you sure nothing's wrong?" asked Ginny
"Yes I'm sure. Nothing is wrong," replied Harry.
"Positive?"
"Positive."
"So, you mentioned you are divorced didn't you?"
"Yes. I recently divorced my wife of 13 years. We lived in America and then I decided to move back to my roots. What about you?"
"Well I haven't ever been married or been in a serious relationship for awhile. The last guy I was with was about 2 years ago. We were together for a year then split up. His name was Kevin. Haven't seen him since."
Harry decided to change the topic. "I see you have a remembral. You're a wizard I presume?"
"Oh, Yes I am. I take it you are too?"
"You got it."
"I never would've guessed. So which school did you go to?" asked Ginny.
Harry had to think fast. He couldn't say Hogwarts. There was no 'Ayron Potter' there. He, Harry, was the only Potter at Hogwarts in his year. Thinking fast, he said "Beauxbatons. What about you?"
"Hogwarts."
"I remember, our school went against yours in the Triwizard Tournament."
"That's right."
They talked some more about wizarding things and then Harry decided he needed to go. He kissed her goodnight and said, "I hope we can see each other again."
"I'm sure we can," as Ginny said this, she slipped her phone number written on a piece of paper into his hand. "You might need that," she said.
"I'm sure I will if I want to meet up with you again," replied Harry.
With that said and done, Harry waved goodbye and walked out to his car. He drove home and arrived at 3 AM. He lay down and fell asleep immediately with thoughts and dreams of Ginny in his head.
"WAKE UP DAD!" yelled Emily. Harry had slept well past 10 and Emily was jumping on his bed waiting for him to get up. She was obviously back from the Weasley's house and she still had a lot of energy. It was amazing because the rest of us would be so tired from staying up all night long.
"I'm up! I'm up!" Harry exclaimed. "Oh, you're home... What time is it?"
"Almost 11. Get up!"
"Why must I?"
"Because you've got a phone call with a nice lady named Ginny."
"How do you know about Ginny?"
"You left her number on the night stand stupid. The heart on the i kind of gave it away."
'Oh great. Emily already knows about Ginny,' thought Harry.
"Did you and the girls sleep last night?" asked Harry changing the subject.
"Nope not a wink."
"Then go to your room and sleep a little bit. We have yard work to do."
"Oh fine dad. I will if you go and call this lady friend of yours."
"Deal."
Emily went to bed and Harry went and called Ginny. He invited her over to help in the garden. She accepted and came over immediately. He greeted her by kissing her. They then talked and waited for Emily to come down. Three hours later, Harry and Ginny had talked and Emily had woken up. Harry introduced them to each other.
"Emily, this is Ginny, the aunt of Lily and Elizabeth," said Harry
"Oh nice to meet you!" said Emily. "I didn't know you were their aunt."
"It's a small world," said Ginny.
After the meet-up, they all went outside to weed, garden, and make the yard look good (There were many brown patches amongst the green grass.). They all had fun and ended up starting a dirt fight. Harry threw dirt at Ginny who threw some at Emily who threw some back and it went on and on like this for a long time. The girls planted flowers. They planted red roses, sunflowers, daises, and a lot of lilies. They weeded some more and then dug up the dead grass.
The grass was hard and ugly. They threw it into a wheelbarrow and then planted some grass seed. After the grass was planted they watered everything then lay straw on top of the fresh grass. They went inside to get some lemonade afterwards. They had worked a lot (and hard too). Soon it was time to part ways and Ginny had to leave. She kissed Harry goodbye and bid goodbye to Emily.
"It's just the two of us now," said Harry
"I know. It seems like a while since it's been just the two of us. I've been out and about with new friends. What do you do when I'm not around?" replied Emily.
"Oh I manage," laughed Harry.
They both started laughing and then went inside to get dinner ready. It had been a very long day, indeed.