Story: You're Not My Father!
Author: Jackie (J.E.A.R.K.Potter)
Rating: PG 13
Disclaimer: I own the plot and the characters that you don't recognize.
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Chapter 2
Prologue (Part 2)
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The next morning, Hermione woke up to having to put on make up to cover her bruise the man had left on her cheek. Luckily, she was the first one up so Harry wouldn't ask her questions. She yet had to come up with something to tell him. It was only six in the morning, exactly twelve hours till she became Mrs.. Harry Potter. Holli would be up soon, that also meant. As soon as Hermione thought about it, Holli's cries were heard.

Hermione went into Holli's room and picked up her daughter. She smiled as she carried Holli into the kitchen to feed her something.

"Mummy!" Holli said. Her little cheek had an indent to where she had slept on it, her matte hair was all over (as much as it could be), and her eyes still looked tired.

"What, Holli baby?" she asked as she put Holli into her high chair.

"Booboo" she said, pointing to Hermione's cheek.

"What?" Hermione blinked her eyes, as if trying to take in exactly what Holli had said.

"Mummy booboo," Holli again pointed to Hermione's cheek.

"No, Holli. It's... It's not a booboo, sweetie, it's..."

"MUMMY BOOBOO! MUMMY BOOBOO! MUMMY BOOBOO! MUMMY BOOBOO! MUMMY BOOBOO! MUMMY BOOBOO! MUMMY BOOBOO!" Holli screamed at the top of her little lungs.

"Holli, calm down. You're going to wake..."

"What the bloody hell is Holli screaming about?" asked a very tired looking Harry.

"Nothing, dear. Nothing at all," Hermione said as she put her hand on her cheek.

"Mummy b-"

Hermione quickly got to Holli and put a bottle in her mouth. "Are you hungry, Holli? Here's your bottle. Eat up, sweetie," she said.

Harry yawned. "So, my lovely soon to be wife, what is for our last breakfast as non-married people?"

"Uh..." Hermione realized that she hadn't had time to fix anything with how Holli was yelling. "Uh, why don't we go out to eat? I'm so worried with how the wedding's going to go..."

"Oh. I completely understand, love. Why don't we go to the pancake house over in muggle London on 30th street? I don't want to deal with the paparazzi on my daughter's first birthday and our wedding day," Harry said.

Hermione nodded. "I agree. Let's go get in the car then. I'll-"

"I'll get Holli. You go get in the car, alright?" Harry said.

"Alright," she said. She started over towards were the shoes were. "Wait! Don't we all have to get dressed?"

Harry walked into where she was (the living room) and pulled out his wand from his robe that he was wearing. He pointed his wand at Hermione, then instantly, she was dressed in a midnight blue long sleeved shirt and blue jeans. Her hair was brushed and up in a ponytail. All she had to do was slip on her shoes and she'd be ready.

"Thanks, Harry," Hermione said. She went to where her shoes were and put them on.

After that, she put on her jacket since it was October and a tad bit chilly.

"You're welcome," he said as he pointed to himself. He was then dressed in a forest green long sleeved shirt, blue jeans, and his hair was... Well, his hair stayed the exact same.

Holli pointed to the wand and then to herself. Harry still had to change her. He pointed the wand at Holli, and then she was in a baby dress that was deep purple, coat, and shoes. As soon as he made sure Holli was bundled up as much as she could be, he went to put on his shoes.

In about half an hour, they were at the pancake house. A lot of cars were there so they had trouble finding a spot to park. Finally, after ten more minutes, they found a parking space.

"You want me-" Hermione started, but already Harry was out, had Holli, and was opening the door for Hermione.

"For my lovely wife to be in eleven hours," he said as he held open the door.

"Thank you, Harry," Hermione said. She smiled as they walked into the pancake house.

"A table for- Oy! Ron!" Harry said as he was talking to the seater.

Ron stopped. He turned around to where he heard Harry, then started walking over to Harry. "What are you doing, Harry? Shouldn't you guys be enjoying Holli's birthday and your wedding day?" he asked.

"Well, Mione is worried about the wedding. She didn't feel like cooking breakfast and you know how much I hate fixing breakfast. It feels like I'm back at the Dursley's except I've got someone attractive in the room who's not commanding me around all the time," said Harry.

Ron nodded. "Why don't you ask if you three could have a seat over next to Luna, Reese, and I? I'm sure Luna would love to see you guys before the wedding!"

"Can we have a seat over by the Weasley's?" Harry asked.

"Yes, sir. Will you and your family please follow Anna? She will lead you to your seats, then she will tell you what to do from there," the man said.

Ron went forth rather quickly, Anna not far behind him.

"Reese!" Holli said excitedly, pointing to Reese Weasley.

Reese had strawberry blond hair, very fair skin, and bright hazel/gray eyes. From the day she was born, indeed the girl had grown more to look like Luna, parts of Luna's skin, eyes, and even the blonde part of her hair now portrayed in Reese.

"Down!" Holli pointed to the floor as she looked at Harry.

"No, Holli," Harry shook his head.

"Down! Go Reese!"

"No."

"WAHL!" Holli began bawling her eyes out.

Seeing that Holli was getting attention that Reese was not, Reese, in unison with Holli, began crying.

"If zou zildren zo not zalm downs, zou zill have zo zeave," Anna said.

Immediately at hearing the accent that her old boyfriend used, Hermione's eyes went wide. "Do you-" she started, but then realized Viktor would never date a muggle. Then again, he had dated Hermione, hadn't he? The memory of Viktor trying his best to persuade Hermione to dump...

"Her-my-own-ny!"
There was no need for Hermione to turn around. For if she did, she knew she'd be looking into the eyes of...

"Viktor Krum," Harry said with a hint of glare in his eyes.

"Vut do zou want, 'Arry Potter? To zeal my zovely girlfriend, but zife, again?" Viktor went and kissed Anna on the cheek.

Anna began to yell at Viktor in another language, one Hermione didn't bother to even try to evaluate.

"Anna! Get back to work or you're FIRED!" yelled someone that they could not see.

"Oh... Yes zir!" Anna pushed Viktor away, then went and looked at Harry and Hermione. "If zou will zec... Zecoo..."

"Excuse?" Luna piped in.

"Zes, zat zord. Please zorgive zme. Zi zave your zeats zwready zor zou," Anna gestured to the table by the Weasley's. "Zou may zit," she said.

They sat.

She handed them two menus. "Zou may zonly zorder off of za breakzoff zart," she took a breath then continued. "Zi'll ze zack in a zew zinutes," she then left, as if expecting Krum to follow her.

Viktor looked at Hermione. "So, zow zave you been, Her-my-own-ny?"

Hermione looked at him with disgust all over her face. "Perfectly FINE, Krum. You SHOULD know that I'm marrying Harry," she said, glaring at him.

"Zwell of course I zew that you zwere marrying 'Arry, Her-my-own-ny. Everyone who is zanyone knows that you are marrying ze great 'Arry Potter," he said.

"Krum, why don't you just back off, then, and let Hermione have her last day as a Granger be in peace?" Ron asked.

"Zecause, you weasel, se is zalso my fond," Viktor said. "Do you zwant me to zeave, Her-my-own-ny?"

"YES! Viktor, you've said to much for OUT, as in Harry and my daughter to be hearing!" Hermione almost started crying.

The manager came over. "Is everything going to be alright, miss?" he asked, putting a hand on her shoulder.

SMACK!
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Part 3 coming soon