That Little Girl
H0LA Mi AMiG0S/AMiGAS.
thanks again for reading, it REALLY means a lot to me and i hope you guys like this new story, and this new chapter. it's pretty short, but sweet. i'm not exactly done with the last chapter yet, but the next one will def. be the last one. do you all see how the transition with the story and the song match?? yeah Read and Review please! constructive critcism welcome always!
DiSCLAMER:: yeah. dont own HP. thanks a lot.
"Hi Daddy! Look what I made!" a 3-year-old Ali Weasley called from the dinner table.
Ron had just walked in the door from his job in the Department of Magical Games. (AN: sorry I forgot the complete department name!!) His wife, Hermione, stood at the stove, using her want to prepare dinner. Their one-year-old son Aidan sat in his high chair, making his own artwork with his peas and spinach.
"Wow, Al! It's gorgeous, my very own artist! Shall we put it on the refrigerator?" Ron asked, kissing his daughter on top of her fiery red head.
Ali nodded and jumped up to put her masterpiece on the fridge. It was already covered with pictures that she had drawn.
After the family ate dinner, Hermione took Aidan upstairs to bathe and get ready for bed. Ron took Ali into the play room.
"Today, at school, I learned how to write and 'l'" Ali told Ron.
Hermione insisted that they send their children to muggle school, so that they would be well rounded. Ali loved her school, and like her mother, she loved learning. Of course, every so often they would receive a phone call or a note saying something weird involving Ali would happen. They could usually pass it up as some accident.
"Really, Al?" Ron asked, taking out a bunch of giant legos.
"Yep, and then me and my boyfriend, his name is Lance, we played in the sand box. And then this icky boy, Jimmy tried to kiss me!" Ali said.
Ron looked at his little daughter, astonished that she had a boyfriend and with the happenings on the playground.
"But don't worry, daddy. I hit him," Ali said proudly.
Ron heard a soft chuckle behind him, he turned around and saw that Hermione was now standing in the door way watching the two. Ron just looked at her with a confused look in his eyes.
"Come on now, Al, before you give Daddy a heart attack. It's time for bed," Hermione smiled.
"Aww. Already mum? Can I just have 10 minutes, please?" Ali tried to bargain.
"You have school tomorrow, Al," Hermione stated.
"5 more minutes?"
"Listen to your Momma, Ali," Hermione gave Ron a look of relief, "I'll come in to read you a story, after I clean up,"
"Alright, daddy. Good night," She picked up the teddy bear that was a permanent fixture by her side.
Ron watched her walk away, his world, his future, his everything.