Soooo This was really hard to write. I didn't want it to sound too mushy but I think it does anyway. Well whatever, hope you enjoy it anyhow. I hope you are all starting to get a hang of all the siblings. Soon enough I'm going to start focusing on Harry and Emily POVs only but eventually the other's storylines will seep through. Please Read and Review. 3
Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter or anything else you recognize.
Emily stared as her sisters hurried around their house, Frida, Ruth and Aunt Kate in toll, dressing thems and cleaning everything in sight. Delicious smells emerged from the kitchen and girls everywhere struggled to find a free mirror to inspect themselves with because in just a couple of hours they were going to meet their dad. When Jane and Jess sat them all down to talk the night before and told them about how their father and brothers were alive and well, if it hadn't been for their incessant happy sobbing while they spoke, Emily wouldn't have believed them. After eleven years of getting over their deaths and learning to let them go, they had had one day to process the fact that they'd been alive all along and hours to get ready for meeting their father. Chaos couldn't begin to describe what was happening in the Evans household.
Erin and Annie were staring at themselves in a mirror in the hall. Erin was trying to straighten out her curly brown locks while Anne was trying to make her limp hair look livelier. Jess passed by and told them not mess with their hair because, since they were identical to the very last detail, it was the only identifying marker dad would have to distinguish them. This got them to stop and head off to the kitchen to help Frida with supper. Jess turned around to spot Emily standing there with her un-brushed hair and un-made-up face in her frumpy flannel pajamas. She frowned slightly "What's wrong Em? You're not sure what to wear?"
Emily gave her a blank stare and said "I don't remember him. How am I supposed to be sure he is my father?"
"You'll have to take mom, Jane's and my word for it I suppose." Jess said kindly. Emily looked at her flashy sister wearing a simple sleek violet dress with her usually loose hair done up in a soft bun and sighed. "You look nice Jess."
Jess beamed "You think so? Thanks Emily. Now please hurry and change. Mom called and said they'd land in half an hour."
Nodding Emily headed for her room and changed all the while wondering if her sisters realized what she had a night ago when she found out she had a father; that their lives were about to change forever and despite her sisters' enthusiasm, things might not go as smoothly as everybody seemed to think.
When James walked through the door the first hug he received was from Jessica. The adorable blonde eleven year old girl that had demanded a party in celebration of the arrival of her Hogwart's letter was long gone and in her place was a tall beautiful woman. She was almost as tall as James and even skinnier than Jake's 14 year old girlfriend. Her smile was identical to Lily's and when she beamed it at him crying "Dad" James felt his knees give out. Jane quickly ran forward and joined in on the hug. James thought back to the women he'd ever met in his life and couldn't think of a single one that was more beautiful than his daughters. The emotional embrace with kisses, tears and muffled "I missed you"s were exchange lasted several minutes. The rest of the Evans sisters watched the exchange quietly with jealousy and awkwardness, for none of them remembered their father as well as their elder sisters did. Lily, who had been silently crying through the exchange, started to introduce James to the rest of his daughter's. Jane and Jess broke the embrace but held on to their father's arm and turned to stare at their sister beaming.
James couldn't believe it. These were his daughter's and they were all so…pretty. Most of them looked exactly like Lily but he could also see traces of himself and even of his sons in them. He looked at the smallest of the girls. It was like looking back in time to Lily on her first year in Hogwarts. She had Lily's face, small bones, skninny ankles and identical soft red hair. The only non-Lily feature on her were his blue eyes. She was Darren and Daniel's triplet and she'd only been a year old last time he saw her.
"Daisy." He croaked and fresh tears fell down his face again.
Daisy large blue eyes opened wide in alarm at being addressed at and she stared quietly at the man who was her father. "So…you're my dad?"
"Yes." James said after taking a deep breath in an intent to compose himself.
Daisy stared curiously and nodded "I didn't know guys cried so much."
"Daisy!" Lily scolded from behind but her sisters chuckled around her and let out a bark of laughter. Once her dad started laughing, Daisy started crying herself and ran up to him yelling "Dad!"
Their embrace was even more emotional than Jane and Jess´ and once again, everybody cried (well, the same people that were crying before). James, still holding Daisy in his arms, turned to Annie and Erin and couldn't help but smile at how adorable they were. They were identical brown haired blue eyed cuties except that one had curly hair and one had straight hair…just like when they were born.
"You know" he said "your brother Rick looks just a lot like you."
"Hi" Annie spoke up "I'm the quiet one." Like Remus James thought.
"And I'm Erin" Erin said beside her sister "I'm the loud exuberant one." She grinned cockily. And here is Sirius…or me James smiled inwardly.
"Hello" James said "I'm the dad." The gave him an awkward hug that still felt perfect to James.
He turned to the last two. He turned face to face to who he knew was Amanda Lee. Amy had grown up to look almost exactly like Lily but she had his nose and eyebrows. Her hair was as fiery red as Lily's but instead of the silky mane Lily and Daisy had, Amy's hair cascaded in perfect curls around her heart shaped face. She was dressed in an ocean green dress that looked beautiful with her hair and makeup that hid, James was certain, the explosion of freckles she'd had on her face since she'd been born. He smiled and moved in to hug her when she stretched her hand in front of herself. Surprised but willing, James shook the hand of the daughter he hadn't seen since she was four years old. Finally he turned to the last daughter left and he knew exactly who it was.
Emily was the only daughter that had inherited his messy black hair. He had to stop himself from smiling when he looked at her. Where Harry was the identical picture of himself when he was younger but with Lily's eyes; Emily seemed to be the identical to Lily but with James messy black hair. She stood there with her arms crossed wearing a black skirts, a white shirt and large leather jacket with the sleeves rolled up. Her messy black locks fell past her mid back and bangs covered the upper part of her emerald green eyes. Her pose was the image of defiance and although she looked nothing like him, James swore he could almost see Harry staring right back at him through her eyes.
"Emily" he smiled.
"Hey" she said and made no move to get closer to him.
"Emily…" Jess started from behind them but Emily spoke first "Look, I'm really happy your alive and everything, I promise I am but I can't hug you just yet. It's nothing personal, I just can't."
James smiled and nodded "Of course, I understand."
"You're better looking than I thought you'd be, especially for a grown man who wears glasses." She said studying him.
Once again, James laughed. "I am aren't I?"
Emily and Amy gave each other a look before smiling and nodding. James thought that although he hadn't got their approval just yet, he was already on the right track. With Daisy still holding his arm, he turned to Lily's grandmother who he had just now noticed. "Hello Ruth, It's good to see you again."
"Hello James" she replied coldly "Shouldn't we be leaving already? Aren't there people coming after us?"
"Who's coming after us?" Amy asked confused.
James and Lily exchanged a look and James said "The press. Lily Evans and her daughter's alive all these years is pretty big news."
"Why do they care? Emily asked confused" It's not like we're famous or anything." This time no one looked her in the eye and Kate said from her corner "You're already packed. Make haste and go."
