Chapter 2: Late Again

Mya stood outside Gringotts, where her father worked, very annoyed. She kept glancing at her watch. He's always late she thought.

Finally, after a long while, Harry approached her, but she looked away. He drew a dozen roses and placed them in front of her, but she didn't take it. Then he put out a box of chocolates, but she still declined. For his last attempt, he offered her a big teddy bear. She took it, but still kept on ignoring her father.

But when she finally saw her father's face, she couldn't help but laugh. He had a big orange hat on and red tinted sunglasses to make him look like a clown.

"Hi," Harry said confidently, as though Mya had stopped being upset with him. But she walked away instead.

"Mya, wait!" Harry yelled after her, "Listen to me. Look, I'm only..." He stopped to count how many hours he had been late.

"See, I'm only...two hours late! No big deal!" He said as his voice faltered a bit.

"Right," Mya said, rolling her eyes.

"Okay," Harry said, giving up, "Sorry. I was busy."

"So was I! I gave up watching the Wizarding Channel just to come pick you up!"

Harry nodded.

"I can't take care of everything," Mya complained, "I'm your daughter, not your wife..." At that moment, she knew she had said something wrong. Harry knelt down and took of his sunglasses.

"Why not?" Harry joked, trying to brighten the mood, "If I can be both your dad and your mom, why can't you be both too?" He chuckled silently at his own joke and then looked away from her. She pulled on his arm, but he just acted as if he was upset with her.

"What?" he asked.

"Felt bad?"

"A bit."

"Sorry."

"Okay."

She held out her hand, signaling their "secret father-daughter handshake." He smiled and patted her hand then her nose, vice-versa.

Meanwhile, at home, Anna was a having a small tea-party with her friends from the retirement home. Actually, it wasn't a party. It was more like a bunch of old women who subtly competed to see who had "the most posh lifestyle."

"Yes, my goddaughter is wonderful," Anna said, "She is so well-mannered. And so mature too! You should meet her!"

With that, Mya stormed into the room.

"Anna!" she said, as she embraced her.

"Ah, here's the little angel," Anna said, proudly.

"Hey, everyone. Hey, sexy!" Mya said to Anna. Anna's face went from proud, straight to embarrassed. The women around whispered to each other, giggling.

Anna chuckled nervously, "Who taught you that," she mumbled.

"Daddy!" Mya said.

Harry suddenly had to go check on something and rushed out of the room.

"Go pick out your clothes for your school function," Anna told her. "I'll be up to help you dress in a minute."

"Anna...the letter." Mya said.

"When is your birthday?" Anna asked.

"Tomorrow."

"So?"

"Oh..."

"Now go."

A/N: Hey, I hope you enjoyed. Trust me, it'll get better later. I'm planning on this being at least thirty-something chapters long.