((I love this Emma, but she's acting young. When I wrote this, I was her age.))
"I never knew." she said in a pained voice. I smiled slightly.
"Now, you do. Your turn my love." I said softly pointing at the coffin. Emma walked up to where her daddy lay and smiled sadly.
"I'm Emma Potter. This is my Daddy. He was always there for me but now he's gone. I can't believe it! It's like my Mum's friend Tommy. His daddy was killed with a gun. Why do people do this? Do they feel the need to kill? I know this was my Daddy's job, but I ask why it had to be him. My Daddy. Why not another daddy? I know the answer. God chose my Daddy because he was strong. He chose my Daddy to love my Mummy because they would work together." She said this very softly with a nod of her head.
"My Daddy Has been through a lot. His Mum and Dad were killed along with the rest of their family. I don't know how many of you know this, but he lived in the cupboard under the stairs. A cupboard! His godfather was killed too. I'm lucky mine wasn't, I'm lucky Uncle Ron is here. I'm also glad that my godmother, Ginny, is alive. She's my mentor. I think I would suffer more if she died because then I would lose pretty much my older sister, my best friend and my alter-ego." Ginny smiled sadly at this a gripped my hand, our eyes meeting for a split second, words that would never be said flashing through our eyes.
"I'm glad that most of the people made it out okay, but I'm sorry my Daddy was one to die. I'm glad he's up in heaven now though. He's with Grandma and Papa. Even though I don't know my Granma, Papa, or Sirius, I'm glad about what I hear. I'm glad that Grandma thought Papa was a toe rag. I'm glad Papa chased her. I'm glad that Sirius snogged sixty girls in one day." At the laughs to this she snapped haughtily
"It's in Hogwarts, A History!" her eye's flashing. She looked around and then tugged her braid.
"I'm done with my speech about my Daddy. I hope that the stupid person that killed my Daddy is caught. They killed The Boy Who Lived! I love you Daddy and I'm glad I knew you. I'll miss you walking me down the aisle on my wedding day and your smile at your first grandchild. I hope that wherever you are you can hear me. I'll never forget how good you were to Mummy and I. Thank you for being my father, Daddy." She walked down to sit next to me, looking around with a grim smile on her face.