PC32192 – I re-read it and yes, I suppose you can feel sorry for Bella, you can't blame her for falling in love with Voldy…yum…
And JediWeasley – the amusement was what I was going for, with a tinge of seriousness…(maybe), a lifetime of writing parodies has gotten to me, I had to put Voldy in a domestic situation, I thought it would throw him a bit. It did. Hehehe.
HPLoony/Ally – sorry I killed your son, but you're in Iceland, so you don't care MWAHHAHAHAHA!
Harry Potter was alone in his house when Charlie appaeared on his doorstep. He took a quick look in the mirror, smoothed down his hair, and opened it with a broad smile…only to see her sobbing.
"God, Charlie, what's wrong?" he held her in his arms, and let her cry her last tear. She looked up at him with red (from crying, I gave her green eyes –see revised Chapter 1) eyes.
"There's something I've got to tell you, Harry."
But before she could speak, Remus Lupin burst into the house with Hermione. He saw them together and growled, rather wolf-like, but that was surely Charlie's imagination, no? (Note: Wha?)
"Get away from her Harry! Get away!" Hermione broke them up, and her and Lupin stood either side of Harry glaring at Charlie.
"She's dangerous, Harry, you don't know who she's connected with."
"I'm not connected with anyone! I just left them! Harry, don't listen to them, I was about to tell you, I really was…" she broke down again.
Harry looked from Lupin to Charlie. "Someone tell me what's going on."
"Riddle, Harry! RIDDLE! This-" he gestured frenziedly at Charlie. "Is Lord Voldemort's daughter."
At this Charlie howled, but did not move. Why, why did her father's name have to precede her everywhere? It had taken months for Hogwarts to finally let her in, from Callie pleading, and Callidora's reputation alone made it hard enough for Charlie to fit in.
"Harry, please, don't judge me on that, it, I-" she struggled to find the right words, but Harry was staring at her, horrified.
"He had a daughter?" he seemed disgusted.
"And a wife." Spat Hermione. "Callidora Riddle. She came to Hogwarts about a month ago, took Charlotte away, said her dad rerquested her." She raised her eyebrows at Charlie.
Almost straightaway, Charlie found herself defending her mother. "No, my mum has nothing to do with it, really, she's never done anything bad, leave her alone!"
"So, you're admitting it then…" Harry couldn't quite believe it still.
"No, Harry, well, yes, yes he is my…father, but I only met him a month ago, you've got to believe me, I'm the same age as you Harry, how would I have followed him, or anything, he scares me, Harry, he really scares me…" she broke down once more.
Harry looked at Lupin and Hermione who were looking fiercely at Charlie. He sighed, and pat her on the head.
"You had better tell me everything."
This sounded strangely familiar to Charlie, but she did, and when she had finished, all three were staring at her, not knowing what to think.
"You can speak now."
"How do we know you're telling us the truth?" Hermione asked.
"You don't, you just have to trust me." Charlie shrugged.
Lupin shook his head, slowly at first, then more fiercely. "No, no, I can't deal with this." And he Disapparated. Seeing this, Hermione frowned and followed him.
Harry took a deep breath. "I'm probably going to regret this later, but I think I believe you."
Charlie's heart thumped. "R-really?"
He broke into a smile. "Yeah."
And he leaned forward and they kissed.
"I love you, Charlie, no matter who your parents are."
Shocked, she pulled back.
"What?"
He smiled, and leaned in again, but she laughed.
"I, suppose, I love you too."
She thought of her parents no more.