Chapter One
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Heaven's gift to me
Just the way you are
A new age child
From a distant star.
It feels so good just to be,
So close to your love
You are heaven's gift to me. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Cradling the cooing infant in her arms she allowed herself to sing softly to the bundle. Leaving an innocent with the house elves, even if they did take good care of her, was irresponsible. She had done so much for the Order, and now that she was to finally be inducted, she suddenly found herself dreading it. The babe would be alone, and if she, like many of the Order had, found death awaiting her, who would take care of her?
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
You are so sweet and pure
Just the way you are
Mama's precious jewel
Daddy's rising star
There's so much in life
For you to see
And so much to be
You are heaven's gift to me. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Evidently Dumbledore now depended on her joining the Order. Discovering her talents as a Seer had only, in effect, made her situation worse. Potter would need a Seer to help him cope with his 'duty'. She glared up at the glowing candles of the hall unable to mask her ire. He would be able to prevent the deaths of the Wizarding World, as he had been unable to prevent the death of her father and Sirius. She stirred from her spot at the table as the infant began to wail.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Heaven's gift to me
Just the way you are
A new age child
Always in my heart.
With so much in life for you to be
And so much to see
You are heaven's gift to me. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Alright darling, here's your bottle. Shh that's it."
Leaving the empty container on the table she walked past doors of the Great Hall silently. If the babe could manage to stay asleep perhaps so could she. There was much work to be done tomorrow and she needed all the rest she could get (which probably wouldn't be very much).
"Damn Doors" she heard a hoarse voice say, "surprised the entire school isn't awake."
She held her breath as the figure whirled around . . . and the baby cried.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Heaven's gift to me
Just the way you are
A new age child
From a distant star.
It feels so good just to be,
So close to your love
You are heaven's gift to me. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Cradling the cooing infant in her arms she allowed herself to sing softly to the bundle. Leaving an innocent with the house elves, even if they did take good care of her, was irresponsible. She had done so much for the Order, and now that she was to finally be inducted, she suddenly found herself dreading it. The babe would be alone, and if she, like many of the Order had, found death awaiting her, who would take care of her?
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
You are so sweet and pure
Just the way you are
Mama's precious jewel
Daddy's rising star
There's so much in life
For you to see
And so much to be
You are heaven's gift to me. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Evidently Dumbledore now depended on her joining the Order. Discovering her talents as a Seer had only, in effect, made her situation worse. Potter would need a Seer to help him cope with his 'duty'. She glared up at the glowing candles of the hall unable to mask her ire. He would be able to prevent the deaths of the Wizarding World, as he had been unable to prevent the death of her father and Sirius. She stirred from her spot at the table as the infant began to wail.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Heaven's gift to me
Just the way you are
A new age child
Always in my heart.
With so much in life for you to be
And so much to see
You are heaven's gift to me. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Alright darling, here's your bottle. Shh that's it."
Leaving the empty container on the table she walked past doors of the Great Hall silently. If the babe could manage to stay asleep perhaps so could she. There was much work to be done tomorrow and she needed all the rest she could get (which probably wouldn't be very much).
"Damn Doors" she heard a hoarse voice say, "surprised the entire school isn't awake."
She held her breath as the figure whirled around . . . and the baby cried.