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A/n means a switch in POV, time or place
Chapter 2
Harry took a deep breath and looked around. He was in a room in the Auror Department at the Ministry of Magic that had been given to him, Ron and Hermione during the war. Harry gave great sigh, the war had ended only a few months ago and he was the only one using it.
When Harry came out of his thoughts he realized he was staring at the photo wall. It had been Ginny's idea (she was in here so much it was really her room too) she said it would be better to have one wall with all your pictures than a few pictures on lots walls, and we let her make it way being the only one who cared.
He smiled as he studied some of the pictures there. He saw the one of his, Ron, and 'Mione's graduation, a silly one of Fred, George, and Ginny taken the first time they had been to the twins shop, and the one of them when they had gotten jobs as Aurors together he smiled remembering.
Just then the middle pictures caught his attention both had been framed in gold. The one on the right was a picture of the Trio on Ron and Hermione's wedding day. The one in the left look almost identical except it was not the Trio in that one it was Lily, James, and Sirius. The smile slipped off his face as he realized that the five most important people in his live were not with him.
Harry changed his gaze instead to the wall to his left (opposite the picture wall), this wall was spilt in have the far side was filled to the ceiling with fill cabinets, while the closer side was a large bookshelf (90% of the hundreds of books were of course Hermione's) Harry shuck his head that was Hermione for you books, books, books.
Harry's eyes scanned the room again, but this time the landed on the small girl in front of him. She was sitting in a chair, opposite the disk at which Harry was sitting, staring at him with empty, cold grey. She was a petty, very pale and had blond almost white hair, all in all she looked liked she had never seen sun light. She was wearing grey robes that were too big and had many holes. This surprised Harry more then anything this girl was Draco Malfoy's daughter, and even with Malfoy's bad reputation he was still very rich.
At this thought Harry looked away as he fought to control his temper. Memories ran through his head.
How could Malfoy have done that Harry thought to himself Why would he?
Harry took a deep breath, had to keep in mind that this girl was not her father. He looked back at the girl and decided it was best to get back to the conversation.
"I'm assuming that u have your Hogwarts letter am I right?" Harry asked in a businesslike tone. This girl had come as a big surprised to Harry in all the years devoted to the war Malfoy had never mentioned have a child. She had been found at the top the stairs at Malfoy Manor watching quietly as her father was arrested. Harry just told her that her father was in Azkaban and the girl seemed unfazed she was sitting in the chair with her around her legs and her head on her knees as though trying to make her self small enough to disappear.
As answer to the question she reached in her robe poked and pulled out a hunk of parchment that was her Hogwarts letter. Harry didn't no why he had accepted her to answer she hadn't said a word since she had got here.
Well that made things a whole lot easier Harry told himself Harry had been set the task of finding a home for the girl. Which was harder then it sounded though many families had volunteered to take care of children orphaned by the war but nobody wanted to take a Malfoy and the fact that she would only need a home for the summer made him fell a little less guilty(but only a little less) at what he had asked them to do!
"Good because I fond u a home for the summer," Harry said still in the business tone "u will leave at six to go to the borrow to live with the Weasleys"
Ginny Wealeys was sitting at the kitchen table in the Borrow at quarter of six. On the floor beside her was Emma playing jacks. Emma was beautiful she was tall with bronze, wavy hair, Ron's nose and ears, and Hermione's hazel eyes. Anyone who looked at her could tell she was Ron's and 'Mione's.
Just then Emma looked up from her jacks
"When is my new friend coming?" she asked with a big smile.
Ginny gave her a smile in return and then said "soon." And watched Emma go back to her
Her "friend" was Malfoy's girl who Molly had volunteered to watch for the summer. Ginny new it was the right thing to do, to take the poor girl in, but she couldn't help but think that Em. Was going to be more then a little disappointed when she meets her. Yet then again Emma would problem try to befriend her anyway, she had never had friends before, because being the daughter of two of people must wanted by Lord Voldemort she stayed ether at the Borrow or the headquarter most of her life except for the break. Well it wasn't really a break as much as a cold war, the war had officially started in her 7th year and lasted two years but near the end of the second year Voldamort tried to attack Hogwarts the attack failed but it weaken both sides considerably. And for five years after both sides just built up there army waiting for other to attack and finally Voldamort did. Then for five more years we fought till finally Harry killed Voldamort.
Just then there was a loud bump and Ginny was pulled out of her thoughts. She got up and ran to the fireplace and through her arms around the ashy figure standing there. "Harry how have u been I missed u soooo much!?!?" Ginny cried as she pulled Harry out of the fire and hugged him again.
"Fine" Harry said with a wide grin "how about yourself?"
"I've been okay, could have been better though" Ginny said sadly
"Aunt Gin. Where's by new friend?" Emma had come up to stand by Ginny and was now talking directly to her paying no attention to Harry at all. Ginny heaved a sigh so Em's still made at Harry I guess ill have to talk to her
"Right here," said Harry as a girl appeared in the fireplace.
A/n means a switch in POV, time or place
Chapter 2
Harry took a deep breath and looked around. He was in a room in the Auror Department at the Ministry of Magic that had been given to him, Ron and Hermione during the war. Harry gave great sigh, the war had ended only a few months ago and he was the only one using it.
When Harry came out of his thoughts he realized he was staring at the photo wall. It had been Ginny's idea (she was in here so much it was really her room too) she said it would be better to have one wall with all your pictures than a few pictures on lots walls, and we let her make it way being the only one who cared.
He smiled as he studied some of the pictures there. He saw the one of his, Ron, and 'Mione's graduation, a silly one of Fred, George, and Ginny taken the first time they had been to the twins shop, and the one of them when they had gotten jobs as Aurors together he smiled remembering.
Just then the middle pictures caught his attention both had been framed in gold. The one on the right was a picture of the Trio on Ron and Hermione's wedding day. The one in the left look almost identical except it was not the Trio in that one it was Lily, James, and Sirius. The smile slipped off his face as he realized that the five most important people in his live were not with him.
Harry changed his gaze instead to the wall to his left (opposite the picture wall), this wall was spilt in have the far side was filled to the ceiling with fill cabinets, while the closer side was a large bookshelf (90% of the hundreds of books were of course Hermione's) Harry shuck his head that was Hermione for you books, books, books.
Harry's eyes scanned the room again, but this time the landed on the small girl in front of him. She was sitting in a chair, opposite the disk at which Harry was sitting, staring at him with empty, cold grey. She was a petty, very pale and had blond almost white hair, all in all she looked liked she had never seen sun light. She was wearing grey robes that were too big and had many holes. This surprised Harry more then anything this girl was Draco Malfoy's daughter, and even with Malfoy's bad reputation he was still very rich.
At this thought Harry looked away as he fought to control his temper. Memories ran through his head.
How could Malfoy have done that Harry thought to himself Why would he?
Harry took a deep breath, had to keep in mind that this girl was not her father. He looked back at the girl and decided it was best to get back to the conversation.
"I'm assuming that u have your Hogwarts letter am I right?" Harry asked in a businesslike tone. This girl had come as a big surprised to Harry in all the years devoted to the war Malfoy had never mentioned have a child. She had been found at the top the stairs at Malfoy Manor watching quietly as her father was arrested. Harry just told her that her father was in Azkaban and the girl seemed unfazed she was sitting in the chair with her around her legs and her head on her knees as though trying to make her self small enough to disappear.
As answer to the question she reached in her robe poked and pulled out a hunk of parchment that was her Hogwarts letter. Harry didn't no why he had accepted her to answer she hadn't said a word since she had got here.
Well that made things a whole lot easier Harry told himself Harry had been set the task of finding a home for the girl. Which was harder then it sounded though many families had volunteered to take care of children orphaned by the war but nobody wanted to take a Malfoy and the fact that she would only need a home for the summer made him fell a little less guilty(but only a little less) at what he had asked them to do!
"Good because I fond u a home for the summer," Harry said still in the business tone "u will leave at six to go to the borrow to live with the Weasleys"
Ginny Wealeys was sitting at the kitchen table in the Borrow at quarter of six. On the floor beside her was Emma playing jacks. Emma was beautiful she was tall with bronze, wavy hair, Ron's nose and ears, and Hermione's hazel eyes. Anyone who looked at her could tell she was Ron's and 'Mione's.
Just then Emma looked up from her jacks
"When is my new friend coming?" she asked with a big smile.
Ginny gave her a smile in return and then said "soon." And watched Emma go back to her
Her "friend" was Malfoy's girl who Molly had volunteered to watch for the summer. Ginny new it was the right thing to do, to take the poor girl in, but she couldn't help but think that Em. Was going to be more then a little disappointed when she meets her. Yet then again Emma would problem try to befriend her anyway, she had never had friends before, because being the daughter of two of people must wanted by Lord Voldemort she stayed ether at the Borrow or the headquarter most of her life except for the break. Well it wasn't really a break as much as a cold war, the war had officially started in her 7th year and lasted two years but near the end of the second year Voldamort tried to attack Hogwarts the attack failed but it weaken both sides considerably. And for five years after both sides just built up there army waiting for other to attack and finally Voldamort did. Then for five more years we fought till finally Harry killed Voldamort.
Just then there was a loud bump and Ginny was pulled out of her thoughts. She got up and ran to the fireplace and through her arms around the ashy figure standing there. "Harry how have u been I missed u soooo much!?!?" Ginny cried as she pulled Harry out of the fire and hugged him again.
"Fine" Harry said with a wide grin "how about yourself?"
"I've been okay, could have been better though" Ginny said sadly
"Aunt Gin. Where's by new friend?" Emma had come up to stand by Ginny and was now talking directly to her paying no attention to Harry at all. Ginny heaved a sigh so Em's still made at Harry I guess ill have to talk to her
"Right here," said Harry as a girl appeared in the fireplace.