Story: You're Not My Father!
Author: J.E.A.R.K.Potter (Jackie)
Rating: T
Disclaimer: See earlier chapters.
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A/N: I'm sorry that it's taken awhile to post... Erin's computer had some problems and I've had writer's block... Hell, I still do with almost all of my stories, except for a new one I've got coming out soon, Where Are You Now? Well, just wanted to tell ya'll that... On with Prologue Part 5! --Jackie
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Chapter 5
Prologue Part 5
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(Skip to the honey moon air plane ride to Hawaii)
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"Harry, I hate flying! Why couldn't Ginny have gotten us a cruise instead?" Hermione wailed quietly as she clung to Harry when the airplane was taking off the ground.

"Calm down, honey. I know that you hate flying... Ginny wanted us to take the vacation this way for some reason, I'm sorry..."

Hermione mumbled a few things under her breath, but settled her head down on Harry's shoulder. "I miss Holli."

"Mrs. Potter, you should just learn to relax..."

Sighing, Hermione looked up at him. "I know, but she's never been away from us for this long of time... What if she..."

"Everything will be alright. Ginny and Draco will keep her in a well-rounded area. She's got her best friend there, Hermione..."

Hermione glared at Harry. "I know," she said softly.

"Then why worry? We're supposed to be on our honeymoon! I have an idea..." Harry whispered something in her ear, then unbuckled his seat and went up to the stewardess.

Hermione looked at him with bewildered eyes as he smiled back at her, nodding. Hermione got up and went up by him, smiling at the woman.

"Go outside, tell the man in the black uniform who you are and what you request, hand him what you offered me. He will lead you to where you desire, Mr. Potter," the woman whispered.

Harry nodded. "Thank you, Ms. Nash," he said, took Hermione's hand, then went out of the air plane.

"What the bloody hell?" Hermione stopped him. "Who was she?"

"That, my dear, would be one of the Ravenclaw's old Quidditch team members," Harry said with a grin.

"How did you remember that?"

Harry shrugged. "She said that the man out here is an old boyfriend of hers, a wizard. He'll let us in to the baggage area, where I can put up some spells and charms to make you feel better, alright?"

Hermione smiled. "I love you," she said, hugging him tightly.

Harry picked her up, spun her around, and then practically carried her the rest of the way to the man in the black uniform. Harry told the man some things, handed him money (Hermione scolded Harry, but he ignored her), then the three went up into the baggage area.

"Mr. Potter, this might seem rude to ask, but... Can I get an autograph for my daughter? She claims that she would rather be your daughter than mine sometimes," the man said.

Harry smiled. "Of course. You're making my wife happy, so, yes. Anything that makes the love of my life smile is worth doing something for." In his hand appeared a picture of him and quill with ink on it. "Who to, sir?"

"Lily Ann Portman," the man said.

"To Lily Ann Portman… You're father is a keeper, girl. With love, Harry Potter... How's this?" Harry asked, handing to the man. "Normally I wouldn't do this..."

"Oh, Mr. Potter, I'm glad that you did. This will make Lily Ann's day..." Mr. Portman smiled. "The door is unlocked. Just make sure to lock it so it won't come undone. The flight will be landing in 8 hours, so... Just make sure you're ready by then. Afterwards, just apparate into the loo. No one will be in there, I'll make sure Emma watches it, then when the flight is empty, you two may get off and depart to your hotel or something," he smiled, nodded, then headed off again.

"So, my wife, would you like to go into the plane with me?" Harry asked, offering an arm to Hermione.

"You're unbelievable, Potter," she said, but took his arm and followed him into the baggage area.

"Tis tis tis... This just won't do," he said as he looked around at all the bags and suitcases," Harry removed his wand from the inside of a jacket he was wearing and started saying spells.

Immediately, everything was transfigured to look like a hotel room.

"Well, Mrs. Potter, what would you like to do?" Harry asked.

Hermione hugged Harry tightly. "How about we watch some tellie?" she asked, looking at the TV that was in front of the bed.

(Time skip: Getting off the plane)

"Harry, thanks, again," Hermione whispered as they got off of the plane, looking at Hawaii.

"You're welcome," he said.

"Are you Hermione Granger?" asked a stranger as they started walking.

Hermione turned around to look at the man that stood behind her. "Oh my god..."

"Hermione, who's this?" Harry asked.

"Me? Oh, I'm just an... Old friend..." the guy said, smiling evilly.

"He... NO!" Hermione shook her head.

SLAP
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So, who is the man? Wahahaha... --Jackie