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Rating: K plus I guess

A/N: I'm back! I was reading through my stories and got bored ... so I just wanted to add on a bit to one of my one-shots. Here it is...

"Daddy, what made you fall in love with mummy?" Wide-eyed Emma Wood had just walked into her fathers 'study' and was standing in the door way as she looked at her father sitting in his desk.

Oliver Wood, caught slightly off guard by the randomness and the subject of the question put down the quill he had been holding and sat up straightly as he gestured towards the petite brunette child in the doorway, "C'mere." Emma skipped towards her father and walked to the side of his desk. Oliver picked up the six year old and placed her on the edge of his desk, facing him.

"You've always told me that you loved mummy a lot, but why?" Emma tilted her head to the side and a quizzical look appeared on her angelic features.

Oliver couldn't help but release a slight chuckle, "Its hard to put into words, Em. You and your mother were – and are – my everything. The reasons are endless."

"Oh," Emma didn't seem satisfied with that answer, "Well, why didn't mummy stay with us?"

He knew that question would come up one day, "Mummy didn't have a say in the matter, baby. She wanted to stay with you and me more than anything. She just couldn't."

"Did she not love us?" Emma became confused. In her mind it was all so simple: If she loved us she would have stayed.

"Oh she loved us very much. You can't imagine how much," Oliver nodded as he tried to convince the miniature version of Katie Bell in front of him that her mother didn't leave them because she didn't love them.

"Georgie's mummy and daddy are together and they all love each other. Why can't me, you, and mummy be together?" Emma frowned and her hazel eyes clouded as she didn't get the answers she wanted.

"Its different, love. I hate it, but thats how it turned out," Oliver didn't know what to say to his daughter anymore. He didn't know how to explain the different situations between their family – Katie, Oliver, and Emma – and Georgie's family – Angelina, Fred, and George (named after Fred's deceased brother, of course).

"Why can't you change it!" Emma demanded, tears forming in her eyes, "Everyone else has a mummy! Why? Why can't I have a mummy!"

"You do! You do, Emma. You have a mummy that loves you more than anything in the world. And a daddy, too," As Emma began to cry Oliver lifted her off of the edge of the desk and brought her into his lap as her tears flowed down her rosy cheeks.

"I just want a mummy." Emma sobbed in a faint whisper.

"I know ... I know," This now brought tears to Oliver's eyes and as he hugged his daughter, he's own tears rolled down his face. He regretted ever allowing himself and Katie to join the Order of the Phoenix. He regretted having to watch his daughter grow up without a mother. He couldn't change it, but Merlin knows he wanted to. He wanted Katie back just as much as their daughter did. It had been over six years since he had lost her. Six years since Emma had lost her mum. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't even bring himself to move on. He knew he should, but he couldn't. It would be like replacing her – she was irreplaceable.

All he could do now is hold onto his daughter as years of pent up confusion overwhelmed the young girl as Katie's last words rang through his head.

"I love you, Oliver." Her words rang though his mind.

"I love you, too, Katie," His own voice responded back.

Thanks to: Giddyupgal, lady Arre, shadowkid1313, litprincess, Scarlett-Lilly, Kari-Hermione, FizzingWhizbeez, and Wryn Flynt for reviewing!