Another update! :D I love this story; I hope you guys do too. This chapter should be intense. P.S. I just got home from Paranormal Activities 2. Scary shit, WAY better than the first.

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Song of the chapter: Call Me When You're Sober by Evanescence (Makes Harry sound like an alcoholic….)

Mending Hearts: Chapter 6

I closed the door behind me and turned to face Harry. His back was to me, peering out the window with his hands in his pockets. My brain was screaming at me to speak, to say something but the words just wouldn't come out. I felt like yelling, how did my life come down to this? What was I thinking, trying to hide Maggie from Harry and the order? If anyone could keep her safe it was the order. It was Harry.

I knew he would have loved her just as much as I had. She had been a sweet baby, granted she almost never slept through the night and had to be fed constantly but that comes with the territory. He had missed many important firsts for her and I was to blame for that. In that moment I wondered how I would have reacted and felt if I had found out two years after I broke up with someone that I had a baby with them and they neglected to tell me. I already knew the answer, I would be pissed.

"Is she mine?" He finally asked, not turning around. I couldn't speak, and when he didn't look at me he grew angrier. "Or maybe she's Malfoy's." He finally spun around, his eyes blazing. "You always did seem to have a thing for Draco." He spat Draco's name out like someone were speaking of an insect. My anger bubbled to the surface and I took two large strides, raising my hand in a swift motion and slapping him hard across the cheek.

"You know I would never cheat on you, although I can't say the same about you." My voice was a lot calmer than I imagined it would be. "You're not her father. She has no father; it's only her and I. You weren't there when I was pregnant, not when I gave birth. She spoke her first words without you, took her first steps not knowing you and celebrated her first birthday and you weren't there." He no longer looked only angry. There was a mix of betrayal, regret and sadness that covered his handsome features.

"I didn't even know she existed…"

"Yeah," I asked bitterly, not wanting to give him any sympathy anymore. That feeling I had only moments before was completely gone. "and whose fault is that?" I questioned. "Who was it again that broke up with who? Wasn't it you that left me all alone during our 7th year in Hogwarts, which if I remember correctly was crawling with death eaters." I wanted so badly to yell at him, but I kept my voice even and flat. "Oh yeah, it was you. What was I suppose to do Harry?" I took another step closer, closing the gap between us. My face was only a foot away from his. "You would rather have me stay, pregnant with your child in a school full of people who want to kill you?" He opened his mouth to speak but I cut him off. "It may not have been ideal for either of us, but I was seventeen years old. I panicked, and tried to do what I thought was best. Maggie was the most important part to consider and I did what was best for her. I'm sorry you didn't see that then and you can't see that now. I'm done justifying myself to everyone, especially you!"

Harry turned again, running his hands through his long hair and shook his head. "How could this have happened?" He asked sadly.

"Easy" I muttered smoothly. "we had sex."

"No!" He snapped, turning around again. "How did I not know about her? You never thought to owl me?"

I grabbed onto the stud at the top of my ear, twisting it before I spoke. "I didn't know where you were."

"You could have looked!" He shouted at me. I tried not to flinch, and felt myself with the urge to fight back.

"I was kind of busy! You know, raising our daughter!" I snarled back, not letting myself back down.

"And I never got to!" He shouted again, his hands clenching at his sides.

"Go to hell Harry! Maybe if you'd spent more time looking for us instead of running around England with Ginny and God knows who else maybe you would have been able to!" I turned my heels, flung the door open and stormed out, slamming it as I went. Yeah I had a jealousy problem, but then again so did Harry.

As I went back into the kitchen I sat back down in the chair that I originally had been in. Scooping up a spoon full of eggs I furrowed my brow, still pissed about Harry and my argument. Ginny, Tonks, Teddy and Lupin were no longer at the table. Sirus still had my daughter perched on his lap; he seemed so natural with her. Gabriel was at the table now; I hadn't noticed his absence before.

"Makawee?" He questioned, knowing that I was upset. It was my native name given to me by my mother. Probably because she wanted me to have a least a little bit of my native side with me. I shook my head, telling him without words that I didn't want to talk about it. I hated Harry sometimes, and yet I loved him more than any guy I'd ever met. Despite everything that's happened, I knew I loved him still. Sadly that just wasn't enough right now.

"Momma!" Maggie held out her arms to me, flexing her hands. I smiled, taking the young girl from Sirus and thanked him for watching her.

"She's a wonderful child." Sirus told me with a smile. I looked down at my daughter, who was happily scribbling on a piece of paper with a crayon. Mrs. Weasley must have gotten it for her while I was speaking to Harry. "She's got a fire in her eyes."

"Trust me, I know." I informed him. Maggie was going to grow up to be a very strong person. Her dominate behavior was already evident even though she wasn't yet a year and a half.

Sirus smirked, reaching over and ruffling Maggie's hair. "Just like her mom."

xXx

The rest of the day was uneventful. Maggie and I got settled in; I got a few of her favorite movies and toys from back home (including her stuffed elephant that she loved dearly, compliments of Gabriel.) Hermione, Maggie and I spent the afternoon together playing with her toys and getting reacquainted. I set up a new crib for Maggie in the room we were staying in, not knowing how long we'd be here.

I snuck out of our room, it was quarter after 11 and I had just gotten Maggie to go to bed. Everyone except Sirus, Ron and Harry had gone to be. They had gone out much earlier and hadn't returned home yet. Secretly I wondered where they were, if they were safe and what they were doing, but it wasn't my business to know or ask. I forfeited that position long ago.

The stairs creaked quietly as I descended down them. I loved everything about the burrow; how it was out in the country, it was huge, and it just felt like home.

My bare feet touched the cool, wood floor of the floor and I walked briskly into the living room, plopping down on the couch and opening my book to where I'd originally left off before I had to try to get Maggie asleep. Again. "Linger" was becoming increasingly interesting and I couldn't seem to put it down.

"You're still up?" A voice asked out of the stillness of the house. I jumped visibly before looking up at who snuck up on me. Lupin stood in the doorway with a small smile on his face.

"Yeah" I muttered. "I'm waiting to see if Maggie will actually stay asleep this time." He chuckled, walking over and sitting down next to me.

"I know how you feel." He told me, his hands on his knees. "Teddy almost never does. I'm surprised he's lasted this long, though I'm sure Tonks has been up at least once with him." I laughed softly, but abruptly stopped when I heard the front door open. I closed my book quickly, seriously considering fleeing to my room before I'd have to see Harry before he got in but of course it was too late.

Sirus stumbled in first and the room immediately reeked of fire whiskey. Harry was next behind Sirus followed very closely by Ron. I eyed him and could immediately tell he was drunk. Great.

"Stephanie" Sirus called out a little too loudly. "What are you still doing up?"

"Waiting to see if Maggie will stay asleep or if she's going to get up and cry again." I informed him. He smiled at me, walking over and dropped down on the couch between myself and Lupin. Ron came in also and sat in a chair near the couch. He leaned his head back and took a slow, steady breath as if trying to sober up. Harry on the other hand just stood in the doorway, staring at me. I couldn't make out his expression, partly because his eyes were a little glazed over.

He began to walk and sat down on my other side, never taking his eyes off me. Then, without warning, he leaned forward and his lips crashed into mine.

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