Hey, so I'm not feeling well. You don't need to know why. Haha. So I stayed home from school and decided to write.
Jarno: yeah, I know that they're not religious, but I am. I don't normally pray at dinner, mainly at school and church. I wanted them to be religious because I wanted to put a part of me in them I guess. They're not going to be, like, hardcore Jesus fans or anything. Haha. But I might send them to church maybe once and it'll be very brief. In this story, I guess, Harry learned about God through Hermione because her parents could have been religious. I guess Hermione is very logical in that sense. But in Harry Potter magic is real and that's what probably made Hermione think 'If magic is possible, anything's possible, including the existence of God'. I'm sorry if this offends you or anything, but I'm very religious. I grew up around it. I go to church every Sunday. Btw, I looked on your profile and saw that you were from Belgium, which is awesome, because my mom told me that some of my ancestors are from there. Awesome!! Haha.
Anyway, thanx for the reviews!
Here's chapter 3.
Chapter Three
Settling
"Mum, what're you...?" Hermione began but her voice trailed off.
"I was wondering if I could come over sometime today. Your father agrees as well and we would like to come over and see you three," Charlotte asked hopefully.
Hermione bit her lip and looked behind her at her daughter, who was still leaning up against the doorframe, staring at her confusedly. Hermione stared back, almost smiling. "Yeah, sure, that will be okay. We'll be here."
"Great. We will be there in about an hour."
"Okay, 'bye, Mum."
"'Bye, dear."
Hermione hung up the phone and put it back on the hook. Both Harry and Georgiana were staring at her solemn face concernedly. "What did she want, Hermione?" Harry asked.
"She said she was sorry and that she and Dad want to come over in an hour. I said that was fine," she replied gazing at the floor. "They finally came to their senses...even if its only been a day."
Harry walked to her and wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly. "I am not siding with them, but we did kind of spring it on them. It was very sudden, but I think they still should have been happy for us. I know we are just room mates, but we are also best friends. Best friends who adopted a little girl. I promise, I will never leave you, even for another woman." They chuckled, but also blushed.
"Harry...are you sure? I mean, you have your whole life ahead of you. You just defeated Voldemort and you should be enjoying your life," she protested.
"I am enjoying my life. Right here, with you and Georgiana. You both are all the family I need," he reasoned with her. He pulled her back to look at her and kissed her on the cheek. Georgiana smiled at the interaction between her new parents. Hesitantly she walked over to them and took Hermione's hand from Harry's waist and held it. Hermione looked down at her and the little girl gave her a smile. Hermione smiled back and hugged her tightly, kissing her on the top of the head.
Hermione was going to be fine, as long as she had her family.
An hour later, the doorbell rang and Hermione hesitated to answer it. She walked to the door and opened it. Charlotte and Jacob Granger stood there with guilty smiles on their faces. Hermione slightly smiled and crossed her arms across her chest. "Hey."
"Hello, dear," Charlotte said. "May we come in?"
"Sure," Hermione answered with a glum look and stepped aside to let her parents in her home. Harry and Georgiana stood in the Main Entrance by the stairs; the young father with his hands on his daughter's shoulders. They, too, had solemn looks on their faces.
"Hermione, Harry," Charlotte started and paused for a moment, choosing her words carefully. "...we're not mad at you-either of you. We just wanted to know that you were adopting. That's what we are disappointed with. But I think a child is what you two need. You are both eighteen and just come out of a war. You need a happy life to brighten your day."
Jacob nodded and added, "We could never be mad at you for doing the right thing."
The two new parents looked at each other and smiled and nodded. Harry was the first one to move. He took his hands off of Georgiana and walked over to Charlotte and hugged her. She hugged him back. "Thank you, Mrs. Granger. Thank you for accepting her. For accepting me."
"Oh, nonsense, Harry, you are a part of our family." It was no secret that Charlotte Granger wanted Harry, not as a son, but rather as a son-in-law. She and her husband could clearly see the relationship between their daughter and her best friend. Seeing them interact gave people the wrong impression that they were together. Now they had adopted a child together, which to Charlotte's hope, would bring them closer.
They all exchanged hugs and the two Granger women shed a few tears. Hermione looked at Georgiana and motioned for her to come over and meet her grandparents. The little one walked over shyly. "Mum, Dad, this is Georgiana Charlotte Potter-Granger," she reintroduced.
"'Charlotte'?" her mother asked shocked to which Hermione nodded. "Thank you."
"Georgiana, these are your new grandparents, Charlotte and Jacob Granger," Hermione introduced.
"It's nice to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Granger," Georgiana said sweetly.
"Aw, what a dear!" Jacob cried. "Georgiana, you can call us 'Grandma' and 'Grandpa'. It's fine with us."
The five-year-old nodded, but didn't say anything. She just gazed at her first grandparents. They were young, not like the ones described in books or the ones she'd seen in pictures. They were not even graying yet. She could see Hermione's features in their looks. Mrs. Granger had Hermione's mouth, nose, and brown eyes. Mr. Granger had his daughter's brown hair and shape of face.
Mrs. Granger knelt down and hugged her, surprising her. She almost missed the hug. She put her tiny arms around her neck a few seconds before the older mother let go. When she looked at her, she smiled, liking her kind face. She had her new mother's smile and pleasant face. She smiled wider, showing the two dentists her white teeth, which they did not fail to notice. "Look, Jacob, somebody brushes well." At Georgiana's confused look, she explained, "We're both dentists and we overjoy at seeing beautiful sets of teeth like yours."
"Thank you, ma'am."
A few minutes later, Charlotte had asked to talk to Hermione privately in the kitchen, to which she accepted and the two women left the room. Harry, Jacob, and Georgiana went outside to play around a little bit to entertain the little one.
"So, does she know about you two? About magic?" Charlotte asked watching her daughter put water into a kettle and put it on the stove to make tea.
"Yes, in fact, she's possibly a Muggleborn," she answered.
"What?!" the Granger matriarch asked shocked.
"We first suspected when we met her. You see, Mum, Georgiana might be an orphan. Her parents didn't die. They left her. Mrs. Jones, who runs the orphanage, said that she was given dropped off on her doorstep when she was only a few hours old. She said no one would adopt her. There were weird and strange happenings that she would do. Georgiana told me once that she started to float away because she was upset that a couple passed her up. She's magical, Mum! But that's only one-billionth of a part of why I adopted her. She's remarkable! She's so much like Harry and I in a way. She has honey-brown hair and Harry's sparkling green eyes. She loves to read and what really got me was the orphan part. That's how she a bit like Harry. She had no parents. No one to love her for the first five years of her life. She is afraid of her magic, just like the both of us were," Hermione explained. "She's polite. She has good manners. She's the sweetest little thing. How can anyone not love her?! How could her biological parents just leave her?!" Hermione began to get angry as she ranted. The kettle hissed and Hermione stood to pour the hot water into two teacups. She gave one to her mother and kept the other for herself. She sat back down, still seething.
Charlotte placed a hand on her daughter's, soothing her. "Maybe it was so you two could find her," she answered with a loving smile.
Hermione stopped short and looked up at her. A tear leaked out of her eye as she thought that her comment was the most beautiful thing she had ever heard. She smiled and wiped the tear away.
After a minute as they sipped their tea, Charlotte asked, "So, does she call you 'Mummy' and 'Daddy' or 'Harry' and 'Hermione'?"
Hermione thought about it. "Actually...she doesn't really call us anything. She just stands there until she gets our attention. I don't want to pressure her, but I'll talk to her about it."
Charlotte nodded and asked, "Why adopt? Why not just have a child of your own?"
Hermione recognized the question as Harry had asked her the same thing when they had first went to the orphanage. She smiled and repeated her answer, "Harry asked me that when we went to the orphanage the first time. I gave him my answer and I'll give you the same one." She sighed and continued, "I might want to bring another child into this world. But how do you argue with the logic of loving one that's already here?"
"That's very true, Hermione," her mother said. "Very true."
"I can see that Georgiana wants to be loved, but...doesn't know how. She's kind of like Harry in that way, too. He never really knew love until he went to Hogwarts. I'll teach her to love." She looked out of the window and watched as her best friend twirled their daughter around, making her laugh. She smiled at the grin on Georgiana's face.
"I see motherhood makes you happy."
"Yes, yes, it does."
The Grangers went into the living room with Georgiana to talk to her and get to know her a little better. She was reluctant as she did not want Harry or Hermione to leave the room. But she obliged, knowing that if they trusted them, then she should, too.
Harry and Hermione went out into the hall, out of earshot. "So, what did your Mum talk to you about?" Harry whispered.
"Oh, she just wanted to know if Georgiana knew about magic. I told her of our suspicions of her being a Muggleborn," she answered back.
"That's all?"
"Well, no, I also told her about how her parents just left her and how she never really knew love."
"She knows it now," he grinned a bit. "She got her wish. She was adopted."
"Yes, she did. When do you think we should introduce her to the Weasleys?"
Harry widened his eyes. "Oh...uh...maybe in about...half a year. Nothing can prepare her for the loud and rambunctious Weasleys we love so much," he joked resulting in a light punch on his arm. "Ow." They laughed. "Maybe, in a week. Let her get settled in a bit."
Hermione nodded, agreeing. "I was thinking tomorrow we should go to the park maybe. Its August, should be a beautiful day."
"That's a good idea," he responded with a nod. "I was wondering: what are we going to do about school? I want her to go to a school so she can make friends, but I have two problems. One, what if she gets picked on like at the orphanage? And two, what about accidental magic?"
Hermione bit her lip again, making Harry want to bite it as well. 'Whoa, where did that come from?' he thought to himself. "I don't know, Harry. I want her to go to school as well, but I, too, am nervous about the accidental magic spurts. I would like to home school her, but she won't have the opportunity to make friends. I never made friends until I met you and Ron."
"Me either," the teenage boy said. "But that was because of my cousin, he made sure no one wanted to be my friend. I was a freak."
Hermione did not even protest. She just said, "So was I."
He was shocked by her answer. Usually she would tell him that he wasn't a freak. He was anything but a freak. Now, she was agreeing with him, but putting herself down to that level as well. He smiled at her. "There's no harm in being a little eccentric."
"Yeah? Tell that to the world," he said in disgust. Hermione wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her face in chest. He held her back, accepting the comfort. He kissed the side of her head. They were the eccentric, weird, wizarding family among Muggles, but they still had each other.
The next day was a sunny and beautiful day, so the family of three went to the park. There were not that many people there. Only a few children. There was a playground that was just calling Georgiana's name and her parents noticed. "You want to go play, Georgiana?"
She nodded and they told her to go. She took off running to the swings. Harry and Hermione sat down on a bench and watched as their daughter swung. Harry put his arm around Hermione's shoulders and she laid her head on his shoulder. "Harry, do you ever worry about another Dark Lord coming to power?"
He thought for a moment. Did he? "Not really. No one can be as powerful as Voldemort."
"Except for you."
"That's right. Except for me. And Dumbledore."
"And Dumbledore," she agreed. They chuckled.
"I guess I am a little scared that someone will come into power and harm others. But I guess I'll always know that you'll be by my side until the end?" It was a question.
"Of course, Harry," she replied and kissed his cheek tenderly.
"So, where do you want to go for lunch?" he asked.
"God, you're so like Ron, Harry," she giggled. "Always thinking about food."
"No, I'm a man. Men always think about food," he corrected her with a sly grin. "Ron just has a disorder in which if he doesn't think about food every five minutes, he'll started to deflate."
Hermione laughed harder now. "That is so true." Her laugh was like music to Harry's ears. He wanted to listen to it everyday of his life. Did that mean he wanted to be with her forever? Did he like her? Well, of course, he likes her. She's his best friend. But did he like her as more than a friend? She was beautiful, inside and out. From her honey-brown hair to her cute, little toes. 'Oh, my God, did I just think her toes were cute?!' he thought to himself. 'I think I am in love with her. Love? What do I know about love?'
'I know love everytime I look at her,'the other part of his mind said.
'Whoa, where is this coming from?' Harry shook his head of these thoughts and just enjoyed the moment of being with Hermione, watching their daughter swing and grin.
Georgiana watched her new guardians wrap their arms around each other and talk and laugh. She watched as her male guardian stared curiously at her female guardian, like he was considering something. They were perfect for each other. Why couldn't they see that? The way they looked at each other was a beautiful sight.
Curious and silly her new guardians were. Very curious and silly.
She slowed down to a stop and got off of the swing to let another person go. She looked around and saw a merry-go-round that was not in use. She ran over to it and grabbed a yellow pole and ran, pulling it with her, turning it. When she got to a speed she liked, she jumped on it and spun around in circles. It didn't go very fast and it slowed very quickly, disappointing the five-year-old.
Georgiana got off and was going to spin it again when she heard, "Get back on, I'll spin it." She gasped and turned. She sighed with relief when she saw Harry. She nodded and complied, getting onto the merry-go-round and holding on tight. "Hold on tight," he said and she nodded. Harry took hold of a pole and ran with it, spinning his daughter around and around. Georgiana grinned at the speed, as it was now going faster. She tilted her head back and laughed, having the time of her life. She held on tight to the pole, not wanting to fly off.
When Harry thought she had enough, he slowed it down and stopped it, with Georgiana stopping right in front of him. She giggled uncontrollably, almost drunkenly. Her eyes going everywhere. "That was fun!" He laughed and lifted her into his arms, not wanting her to get dizzy. He led her to the bench where Hermione was sitting and grinning at them. "Harry, you could have made her sick!" she mock scolded him.
"She still had fun," he replied setting her down at Hermione's side. She was still grinning like an idiot, the world spinning. "I'm going to go get us some lunch. Hot dogs?" he suggested. They nodded and he left.
"You okay, Georgiana?" Hermione asked rubbing her back, chuckling.
"Yeah, I think so. The world's beginning to stay in one place now," she answered.
After a minute when Hermione knew she had calmed down, she asked, "Georgiana, can I ask you a question?"
The little girl looked up at her and nodded. "Sure."
Hermione hesitated, trying to put it into words. "Are you comfortable with us? I mean, I know its only been two days, but I just wanted to know if you were comfortable yet."
Georgiana looked straight ahead and thought. She didn't know. She felt as if she was on a vacation and never going back home. She felt as if she was put with complete strangers, two very nice strangers who understood her and knew what she was going through. Was she comfortable? She felt as if she were a burglar or an intruder that was given baths and tucked into bed by the ones she was stealing from. "I trust you," was her only reply.
Hermione nodded, accepting her answer, but not smiling.
Georgiana looked down, sad that she wasn't smiling. "I'm sorry."
"For what?" Hermione asked confused.
"I know that's not the answer you wanted."
"It doesn't matter. I don't want you to lie to me to make me feel better. Or Harry. I want you to tell the truth. And if that's the truth, then there's nothing to worry about. If that's how you feel, then that's fine. I won't be mad or hurt," the new mother replied with a soft smile.
Georgiana sighed with relief that she wasn't mad at her. "I just like to think that everything I do is like a lesson or a mission. Reading books was my homework and my studies. Then, God sent me to you to learn and to test me. And now I think I'm failing at it. It's hard to get used to."
"What are you failing at? What's hard to get used to?" Hermione asked confusedly.
"Being a part of a family," she answered.
"How are you failing?"
"It's not as easy as it looks or what I have read about. Families should be comfortable around each other and I know it's only been a few days, but I've-" She was cut off by Harry returning.
"Alright, here's lunch."
"We'll talk about this later, okay?" Hermione whispered and Georgiana nodded.
Harry held three hot dogs in his hands. He gave one to Hermione and one to Georgiana.
"Thank you," they said.
"You're welcome."
Hermione looked at her new daughter as she took a bite of her hot dog. She could see that she never felt more uncomfortable. Hermione vowed to talk to her more, get to know her a little bit more. She felt guilty for not doing that sooner. She was trying to get used to having a daughter as well.
The next week, not many things had changed. Georgiana was still uncomfortable in her new home. She would even ask permission to go to the bathroom and to eat. Hermione tried to talk to her and get more out of her, but all she would get were one-word answers. She hadn't tried continuing their conversation in the park as it would probably depress her. Hermione thought about what her mother had said when she had first introduced her to her parents. She would never send her back because she was too difficult to breakthrough.
Well, the day came for Georgiana to meet the Weasleys. So, they Flooed the Burrow and told them that they were coming over. They said that it was fine and couldn't wait to see them. Georgiana had never traveled by Apparation, so they gave her a crash course on what she would feel like.
"It will feel like you're being sucked in through a tube and squeezed tight," Harry explained to her. "You think you'll be okay?" She nodded and Harry picked her up into his arms and held her tight. Hermione nodded to him and they disappeared with soft pops.
They arrived on the grounds of the Burrow where the Apparation Zone was. "Are we all here?"
"Are you okay, Georgiana?" Hermione asked concernedly looking to see if she had all of her fingers and toes. Georgiana nodded, her eyes a bit wide from the shock of the feeling of being sucked in through a tube. "Yes, ma'am, I'm fine."
They still couldn't get anything out of her other than "ma'am" and "sir". Hermione was just dying to be called "Mummy", but didn't want to pressure her.
"Look, Georgiana, that's the Burrow. It's where our friends, the Weasleys, live," Harry pointed, showing her the seven-story home about half a mile away.
Georgiana's eyes widened even more when she saw the tall house. "How does it not fall?" she asked.
The two parents laughed. "We've been asking ourselves that question for years," Hermione answered. "Come on, they're probably waiting for us."
Harry set Georgiana down and Hermione took her hand. Georgiana was nervous. "What if they don't like me?"
They both looked at her. "Georgiana, they'll love you. They're really nice and Mrs. Weasley is one of the best mothers in England. Remember what we told you?" Harry asked.
"'Hug Mrs. Weasley back and she won't crush you'," she repeated.
"Exactly," Hermione said with a soft smile.
"It just didn't go too well the last time I met someone," she referred to the first incident with Hermione's parents.
"I know, but they were just shocked. These people do get shocked as easily. Believe me, they're a family of eight and growing. If someone announces they're having a baby, they don't gasp and freak out, they smile and rejoice. My parents are very different from the Weasleys. They'll welcome you with open arms."
Georgiana nodded and they continued to walk to the Burrow. When they got to the door, Harry knocked three times. "That must be Harry and Hermione," they heard Mrs. Weasley say on the other side. Georgiana was getting nervous again and she hid behind Hermione's leg. The two adults noticed, but let her do it as they understood.
The door opened roughly and Mrs. Weasley stood there. "Harry! Hermione! It's been too long!" She hugged Harry tightly. Georgiana watched as he hugged her back immediately and she let go. The same happened with Hermione. "Come in, come in." She didn't even notice Georgiana. They didn't blame her. She was hidden away behind Hermione. They walked in and stood in the kitchen. Georgiana was hidden behind Hermione with the counter on her right and Harry on her left, so no one could see her. It wasn't intentional at all. "Ron! Luna! Ginny! Draco! George! Angelina!" she called up the stairs. "Harry and Hermione are here!"
Several footsteps ran down six floors of steps and to the kitchen. Harry and Hermione saw their other best friends, Ron and his fiancee, Luna Lovegood. They had been dating since the day after the Final Battle and Ron had asked her to marry him a month ago. They were crazy since they hadn't been dating long, but they were crazy in love. "Harry! Hermione!" Ron and Luna rushed to hug their best friends.
"You have a strange aura around you, Hermione," Luna told her friend. "It's different, but happy." Luna was a little eccentric, but that's what they loved about her.
"Thanks, Luna."
George and Angelina were next in line to get hugs from the two best friends. George still looked beaten up emotionally by the loss of his twin brother, Fred, but it seemed to be that Angelina was getting him through that. They, too, were set to tie the knot. Mrs. Weasley looked stern. "Where are Ginny and Draco?" she demanded.
Ginny and Draco were the scandal of the century. Draco had saved Ginny in the Final Battle. He had pulled her out of the line of a Killing Curse shot by his father, who was now in prison, put in there by his own son. Ginny saw a new light in the traitorous Death Eater. The only thing he betrayed was his Slytherin roots. He was a pureblood that hated Muggle-lovers, such as the Weasleys. But its not called betrayal if you fall in love, which is what happened to him when Ginerva Weasley had came to Hogwarts. He hated her at first because she was a Weasley, but then she started to dress differently and wear her hair differently everyday. It got stronger when he saw her at the Yule Ball with Neville Longbottom. He became jealous beyond compare. He became drawn to her and knew that he should protect her.
And he did. After he had saved her, she began to see him in a new light and returned his feelings. He finally earned the respect from the Weasleys a few weeks ago and was let into their home as he had been kicked out of his and had been living on the streets of London for a while, he and Ginny would see each other in secret for a few weeks before Ron caught them in the woods behind their house. The family had been disappointed with their daughter for being with a former Death Eater but, he was sincerely sorry that he was forced into it by his father. Once they saw that he was actually a nice boy, they let them into their lives. It made Ginny happy and she couldn't have been happier. And neither could Draco. Hermione thought their relationship was so cute, like a Romeo and Juliet story, except without the suicide.
"GINNY! DRACO!" Mrs. Weasley called up the stairs louder this time making Georgiana jump slightly, scaring her. She let go of Hermione's hand to put hers over her ears. She was not used to this kind of loud.
"They're bumping uglies, Mum!" Ron said laughing.
"Ronald Weasley, watch your mouth!" she scolded.
He blushed beet red and shuffled his feet, but still giggling like an idiot.
There were more footsteps running down the stairs and soon Ginny Weasley and Draco Malfoy arrived downstairs, hot and sweaty. Mrs. Weasley had scolded them the first time she had walked in on them. Oh, boy, did they get an earful. Mrs. Weasely even threatened to casterate the young Malfoy. They promised not to do it again, but that went down the drain as they had did it again the next day. Mrs. Weasley eventually got tired of telling them to stop having sex, so she just let them as long as she made sure that Ginny took her Contraception Potion and the Contraception Charm was placed on her. Ginny and Draco waved their wands around, whispering spells so that they were fresh and didn't smell like they were doing anything wrong.
"Yes, Mum, I took the potion and applied the charm," the seventeen-year-old said dryly. She brightened when she saw Harry and Hermione and ran over to them to hug them. She, like the others, did not see Georgiana. It was like she was invisible and she kind of liked it that way.
"Harry...H-Hermione..." Draco nodded to them. He used to call her "Mudblood" and "Granger", so it was hard to get into the habit of calling her by her first name. It made it a little easy, knowing that she supported him and Ginny.
"Hey, Draco," they replied.
"So, what's up?" Ron asked.
"Where's Arthur? We wanted the whole family together, minus the ones who are married, as they don't live here anymore," Hermione asked looking around for Mrs. Weasley's husband.
"He's at work. You can tell us now. What do you need to tell us?" she asked.
"We have some news," Harry said and he and Hermione glanced at each other. Everyone caught it and grinned.
"You're not pregnant, are you?! You and Harry are having a baby?!" Ginny asked shocked.
Hermione blushed. "Erm..."
"You dog!" Ron playfully elbowed Harry laughing, who was blushing as well.
"No, I'm not pregnant. We want you to meet someone," Hermione said still blushing. She looked behind her and said, "Come on. Don't be shy." She nudged Georgiana from out behind her, her tiny hands holding on tight to Hermione's leg, hugging it. She smiled shyly and her new mother knelt down next to her. "Everyone, this is Georgiana Charlotte Potter-Granger. Harry and I adopted her almost two weeks ago. She's almost six-years-old. We think she's a Muggleborn. We know she has magic in her, but not sure if she's a Muggleborn, a Halfblood, or a Pureblood. Anyway, she's our new daughter. Georgiana, this is Ron Weasley, our best friend, Luna Lovegood, George Weasley, Angelina Johnson, Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy, and Molly Weasley," Hermione introduced.
"H-hi..." she waved softly with a small smile on her face.
Everyone in the room stared at her. No one talked. Georgiana looked down as she was afraid it was going to be like when she met the Grangers and they were going to reject her. She was told that this was another part of her new family. To be rejected by your own family was horrible.
"Wait...what?" Ron spoke up confused. "You adopted a little girl?"
They nodded.
"Aw," Angelina cried with a smile. "She's precious and she looks so much like you two. It's freaky!"
"Yeah, we can't explain that," Harry replied.
"How did this happen?" Mrs. Weasley asked staring at the child with a large smile on her face.
"We just went to an orphanage and fell in love with her and we adopted her a few days later. It was short notice and we really weren't planning to adopt before, but we're glad we made the decision," Harry explained to them.
Hermione stared at her little girl, concerned for her. "You okay, baby girl?"
She nodded.
"I know this is overwhelming for you. This is not like when we met my parents. This is a much bigger crowd. Seven loud people. But you know what? Usually, its even louder, so it's not bad, right?"
Georgiana shook her head.
"Good girl," Hermione said and kissed the side of her head.
Mrs. Weasley walked forward toward the child. "Can I hug her, Hermione?" she asked.
Hermione nodded and Mrs. Weasley knelt down to give the little girl a big, strong hug. Georgiana's breath began to leave her so she wrapped her tiny arms around Mrs. Weasley as best she could. The Weasley matriarch let go, just as Harry had said. "Welcome to the family, Georgiana."
She smiled at her. "Thank you, Mrs. Weasley."
"Aw, you can call me 'Granny Molly', if you'd like," Mrs. Weasley waved off.
Georgiana didn't say anything and Mrs. Weasley stood up. The others went up to her and introduced themselves again. Georgiana smiled at them, happy they were accepting her into their family.
They stayed for dinner, which was beef stew and garlic bread, and for dessert was pumpkin pie. Georgiana had never had such an amazing meal before. She was seated in between her new guardians at the longest table she had ever seen. She voiced this to Hermione. "That's a very long table."
Hermione smiled sweetly. "Just wait until you go to Hogwarts."
The young one noticed that the one named Ron ate like he was going to die in a few minutes. She was a little disgusted, but once he saw her expression, he slowed down, swallowed, and said, "Sorry."
She nodded and returned to her food.
Eventually, Arthur Weasley came home and she was introduced to him. He smiled and sat down at the head of the table. "So, that means that you two are together, is that right?" he asked Harry and Hermione, who immediately stopped eating. Harry had begun to choke for a second. He glanced at Hermione, who did the same and they blushed. "Um, no, we just wanted to adopt together. We've bound ourselves to her," Hermione explained with a smile.
It was also no secret that the Weasleys had been trying to get Harry and Hermione together for years, just like the Grangers. It seemed to be that everyone knew that Harry and Hermione belonged together, but Harry and Hermione. Or they were just in denial.
That night, Harry and Hermione tucked Georgiana into bed. "Did you have fun tonight?" Nod. "Do you like the Weasleys?" Nod. "Good. It's hard not to like them."
"They scare me a little bit," she said.
They laughed. "I know, they scare me, too," Hermione said.
"Told you they would like you," Harry said with a smile. He stood beside Hermione, like he always did.
"Yes, you did," she replied.
"Are you warm enough?"
"Yes, ma'am."
Hermione sighed. "You know, Georgiana, you can call us something other than 'ma'am' and 'sir'."
"Like what?"
"Anything. Anything you want," she replied. "You can call us 'Harry' and 'Hermione', if you like." She blushed at the next phrase. "Maybe even...'Mummy'...and 'Daddy'."
Georgiana smiled at the suggestion. She couldn't believe for the past two weeks she had never called them anything other than 'sir' and 'ma'am'. She really needed to grasp that this was her life now. She was a Potter-Granger now. "Oh, I'm sorry. I hadn't noticed. That's what I called Mr. and Mrs. Jones. 'Sir' and 'ma'am'. I'll call you 'Harry' and 'Hermione'. I-I don't think I'm ready to call you 'Mummy' and 'Daddy'."
"It's okay. That's fine. Whatever you want," Hermione said stroking the little girl's hair back, away from her face. "Goodnight, baby girl." She leant down and kissed her cheek. Then Harry leant down and kissed her forehead. "Goodnight, Georgiana."
"Goodnight." They turned out the light and shut the door, but leaving a crack. Harry looked at Hermione sadly and wrapped her up in his arms. "Goodnight, Hermione."
"Goodnight, Harry."
He kissed the top of her head and she went off to bed.
A few weeks later, Georgiana was getting used to calling them "Harry" and "Hermione" and was getting more comfortable with them, much to the two parents' relief. They were an attractive family and everyone thought they were very cute. They took her to the zoo and to the aquarium. Hermione had decided to home school her after Georgiana had a few accidental magic spurts when she had a nightmare.
They were getting along great, until that fateful day. Georgiana was sitting on the window seat in the living room watching the rain go down outside. She had wanted to play outside today, but it had begun to rain right after she woke up. Everytime the sky would light up by the lightning, she would cringe and then jump as the thunder boomed. Harry was away in the kitchen, cooking lunch, while Hermione was flipping through the channels on the flat-screen TV for the weather channel.
Georgiana noticed a car pull up to the gate. She recognized it as Mrs. Jones' black Mercedes. She was confused. Why would she be here? "Hermione, I think Mrs. Jones is here."
Sure enough, there was a buzzing on the intercom. Hermione rushed up behind her at the window and peered out. Georgiana watched her confused. She turned away and called out, "Harry! We have company!" She went over to the intercom and pressed the button. "Hello?"
"Yes, hi, Ms. Granger. It's Mrs. Jones from the orphanage. I was hoping to speak to you and Mr. Potter about a serious matter," came the voice of Mrs. Jones on the other side.
"Yeah, sure, I'll buzzed you in," Hermione pressed the button on the side that opened up the gates and Georgiana watched as the familiar Mercedes pulled up to the front door and two women got out. She recognized Mrs. Jones right away, however she did not recognize the other woman.
Harry came running in and he "diguised" the house by waving his wand. Every picture frame that was moving froze and anything magical was put into a closet. He and Hermione put their wands away safely behind the clock on the mantle, so that they could summon them easily if needed.
Harry opened the door and smiled at Mrs. Jones. "Hello, great to see you again." He shook hands with her and she smiled.
"Mr. Potter, Ms. Granger," she nodded to each of them. Georgiana looked at the other woman. She looked to be about in her early-mid-twenties. She was very suspicious of her. She had brown hair and blue eyes that pierced. She looked very pompous and stuck-up.
"Georgiana," Mrs. Jones nodded to the little girl who was leaning on the corner of the wall in the Entrance Hallway. The little girl waved to her old guardian and smiled slightly.
"I would like to introduce you to Rachel Leech."
"Who are you?" Hermione asked defensively for some reason not liking this woman.
"I am Georgiana's birth mother and I want her back."
TBC...
Dun Dun Dun. Alright you probably hate me now, but I needed a plot and this seemed to be the best way to go. What a bitch coming back after she left her, huh? Haha. Rachel Leech is based off of Rachel Dunleavy from Smallville, if anyone has watched the 2nd season. She's is the woman who comes back to Smallville looking for her son Lucas and she thinks its Clark. Can you imagine how pissed off Hermione is? Haha. Coming to take HER baby girl away from her especially now that they're getting comfortable?! Aw, mais-la, I would get pissed, too.
Next chapter should be good. It will release the angry monster in Hermione. Whoa, stand back, guys, Stand. Back. Haha.
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