I nodded and walked towards the cupboard with shaky hands. Carefully I inserted the key into the lock and the door creaked open. There were photo's, teddies, clothes, make up, everything any girl, or mother, would have.
"Daddy...what is this stuff...," I asked as I lifted the box out of the cupboard.
"I'll explain everything," he whispered as I sat back down on the sofa, the box on my knee.
"Your mom...Sam...A long time ago, she defeated Voldemort, one of the most powerful wizards to ever live on this earth. She was only about thirteen I think. I met her when she was fourteen and we dated for I'd say maybe ½ a year before I got your mother pregnant...I dumped her...," said Kestall, faltering at the last words.
"No...you'd never do that Daddy...," I whispered
"I did though...I was only fifteen, I didn't feel ready for kids, but after your mom left the school I missed her dearly. For almost a year I searched for her everywhere but I never did find her. Then...One day I read in the papers about another death here in England. It was your mom's uncle, Ron and that was when I saw your mothers face again. She was in the paper, now an orphan again. I came over and for a year I searched the records, trying to find where she was. Finally I found out that she was in an orphanage, near the coast if I remember right. I was too late though...Your mother had tried to run away but she had fallen off the icy roof of the orphanage. You were safe, and that was all that mattered to her then. I found you both in an alleyway just beside the orphanage. I begged her not to die, I really did kiddo...But your mother was injured too badly. She died early next morning...She'd...flatlined with us beside her...The last thing...she said was...that she loved me and that...I had to take care of you..." said father, taking a deep breath.
I wrapped my arms tightly round his waist to stop him from crying and he held me close with his bloodened hands.
"I loved your mother dearly...You know that don't u B?" whispered Father
"I know Daddy...," I replied
For a while we sat there in each others arms as we both embraced the past.
When we released each other from the vice like grip, Father opened the photo album.
I could see he wanted to cry but he was holding it in for me.
On the very first page there was a picture of my mom when she was just a baby, being held by her dad and the first thing I saw about him, my grandfather, was the lightning bolt scar on his fore head. Immediately I recognised him.
"My...grandfather is...Harry Potter...," I stuttered
Father nodded and said "He would have loved you to bits if he were still alive, but he was killed many years ago by Voldemort,"
"is that the guy...mom killed?" I asked cautiously not wanting to re-open Fathers wounds.
My father just nodded and turned over the page.
"That's...your auntie, Rebecca...She died a long time ago....Your mother was...well devasted for a long time after she died...Every night we met she'd see something, somewhere or someone who'd remind her of Bex and she'd start crying. Your mom always did blame herself for Bex dying...," said Father
"Poor mom...," I whispered "Why did she blame herself Daddy?"
"Because...She was there when her sister was murdered by Voldemort," said Father
"Oh...," I replied, leering away from the subject and turning the page
The next page showed a red headed women, who look a lot like my auntie Bex. She was bouncing my mom and Bex on her knee.
"Daddy...whos that?" I asked
"That's your grandma...Ginny...She used to be married to Harry but....I don't think I should tell you why she died...," said Father
"Daddy...why did she...die...Did Voldemort kill her?" I asked quietly
"No...She did it to herself...," said Father
"She...killed herself...Why?!" I asked with a distressed look on my face
"Depression...She couldn't take being on her own any more so she left your Mom and Bex with your uncle Ron and Auntie Hermione," replied Father
"Are they dead too?" I asked
Father nodded and I decided not to dwell on the subject any more.
We went on for a while until we got to the end where there was a baby scan...
