Yes…that's right. I'm back from vacation. Rejoice all! Some of you have been asking some questions about various things in the story and I'm going to answer them.

The Headmistress is Professor McGonagall(I'm assuming Dumbledore died…He can't live forever. But he died peacefully.)

And second…yes, Hermione and Ron did know Elizabeth when she was married to Harry. It's why Hermione was suspicious when she showed up at the door. She looked familiar, but couldn't really place her. I figured Ron would be oblivious to everything, as he generally is. Oh, and Elizabeth knew them too. It's why she didn't accept the invitation and why she had dyed her hair. She didn't want to be recognized and bring up forgotten feelings and questions she didn't want to answer.

I'm glad you enjoyed the Christmas scene and thank you to everyone who reviewed…we've reached 30!

Ok, that's all, so sit back, relax and enjoy the chapter :)

Chapter 14

Like Father, Like Daughter

A week later, Jenna woke to a streak of light coming in through her open bedroom door. She rubbed her eyes and opened the blinds to the one window in her room, only to see into her neighbor's bedroom. Jenna shuddered at the sight of the hairy man in the undershirt and looked down into the alley below. It was dark, cold and covered in brown snow. She wished for the pure white of Hogwarts grounds.

"Jenna?" Elizabeth called.

Jenna mumbled incoherently and stumbled into the kitchen. She flopped down on a chair, staring angrily at her mother as she sat down next to her in her tattered robe, coffee in hand.

"Are you still mad at me?" Elizabeth asked warily.

Jenna folded her arms across her chest and refused to speak. Elizabeth sighed.

"Jenna…there is a very good explanation as to why I was acting like I was." Jenna looked up from her cereal and eyed her mother.

"And…?"

"And I really don't want to tell you right now."

"Why not?" Jenna's tempered was beginning to rise.

At least she's talking to me.

"I just…can't, Jenna. It's too hard."

"I'm sure it's not as hard to know it, then not to, Mother."

"Jenna, don't be like this—"

"Be like WHAT?"

"LIKE YOUR FATHER!" Jenna stared at her mother. Elizabeth cleared her throat as she looked down into her coffee cup.

"I'm sorry, Love…I didn't mean to scream at you like that." Jenna found her voice.

"I remind you of my dad?" Elizabeth looked up at her daughter; tears formed behind her eyes as she silently nodded.

"What about me reminds you?" Elizabeth forced back the tears and answered quietly with a small watery smile.

"Your temper, some; it's passionate, but only released when it's absolutely necessary. Your smile is like his a little…but mainly your eyes. You have his eyes."

The tears fell freely now as Elizabeth remembered the way those eyes could penetrate into her soul and maker her weak in the knees.

Jenna hugged her mother forcefully; she was crying as well.

Jenna suppressed another round of tears long enough to ask the question she'd wanted to ask as long as she could remember.

"Mum? Who is my father?" Elizabeth held Jenna back from her and stared at her daughter's tear-stained cheeks and the hope in her eyes.

Elizabeth pursed her lips before answering.

Yes! I am pure EVIL! Muahahahahahahah!!!! I guess you'll have to read the next chapter to find out what Elizabeth says. I know…you hate me, you hate cliffhangers, you hate life. Because I have made you wait. But don't kill yourselves yet my dear readers. You probably know who the father is anyways. :)

And yeah...it's short, but I'm evil.

So review my beloved fans! I'm not updating till I get 40 reviews!!! Or till Thursday…whichever comes first.