"I'm pregnant, we've chosen the worst time to bring a child into this world!" Her mother's voice blurted out. She was standing in Grimmauld place in the family tree room talking to someone. Emilie was on the other side of the door listening in.
"No we haven't. Lily is pregnant, Alice is pregnant, Molly had Ron a few weeks ago. All these children will be the hope for this world." A man's voice said back, in a more calming tone to her mother's panicked one.
"We're not even married, the name's our child will get." Her mother said, her voice breaking.
"Let's get married then." The man said abruptly. There was silence.
"You don't mean that..." Her mother whispered, Emilie struggled to make out what it was.
"I do! I've loved you ever since I was sixteen. Emma Potter, I want to raise this child, I want our child to have playdates with James' they are cousins after all. I want us to be a proper family. Will you marry me?" He asked.
"Our child with Potter and Black blood, they'll be worse than all the grffindor's put together." Her mother laughed, "Yes I will marry you."
Emilie sat up on her bed, panting, her back sweating. Did she just meet her father in her dream? But it was a dream? Fred woke up and sat up next to her, worry in his eyes.
"Em, you're okay it was only a nightmare." He soothed her, pulling her hair away from her face. She shook her head, still in thought.
"It wasn't a nightmare. Hell I don't even know if it was a dream." She said, turning to face him. She was confused and wanted some answers.
"Why what happened?" He asked her, turning to face each other.
"I was in Grimmauld place, my mother and a man was in the family tree room and I was standing outside at the door. She announced she was pregnant, she was terrified, didn't want to bring a child into a world over thrown by death eaters and Voldemort. But the man was sure he wanted a child...he proposed to her… she said yes." Emilie said slowly, going through her dream over and over in her head. One sentence standing out. "Potter and Black blood."
"Look's like Bill's news last night got to your head Em, but the memory type dream? I don't know what that's about. You should ask Mione about it." He said, kissing her forehead. He looked at her carefully, she was still in a daze but she nodded before snapping out of it, smiling and kissing him.
"I'm going to get a shower. I stink." She laughed, remembering her sweaty back. Fred nodded and laughed, going out to make breakfast.
She undressed and climbed into the shower, the dream still on her mind. Shaving, washing her hair and exfoilating the dream floated to the back of her thoughts. With the towel wrapped around her and one on her head, she stood brushing her teeth. Then it hit her. Today was Christmas eve.
Excitedly she dried herself and got changed into a pair of black jeans, her suade boots and a grey turtleneck. With the weather being so cold, she had already put a plain white shirt on underneath and pulled her red leather jacket on. Going back into the bathroom with her wand, she quickly dried her hair and curled it. Remembering that her hair had been charmed purple she decided she wanted to change it. Flicking her wand and muttering a charm under breath she went from purple hair to bubblegum pink. Nah that's Tonk's thing. Another flick and her hair was navy blue. Too much house pride?. Flick. Her hair had turned dark brown, almost black. She turned her head testing it out, adding a final touch of navy tones to it. She was happy and stuck her wand in her back pocket.
"What time does Molly want us to be at the Burrow?" Emilie asked, walking out of her room to the kitchen. Fred was buterring some toast as George read the Daily Prophet.
"I think she wants us early, around 1. Since everyone is staying there, we need to help set up extra rooms and beds." George explained, flicking the pages. Nothing interesting enough had happened in a while so the Daily Prophet was running low on headlines. Today's was "FIRST CHRISTMAS SINCE WAR." Emilie rolled her eyes, it was supposed to be a time of happiness and family instead it'll be another day for Harry to be hounded by reporters.
"I'm going to grab a coffee here and then get moving. They need all the help they can get." Emilie laughed, going over a boiling the kettle. Two spoonfuls of instant coffee and one sugar, that should keep her going until dinner.
"Em, did you do something to your hair?" George said looking up from his paper, Fred turning to look too, he was too engrossed in the shop stock and his new baby product ideas to notice.
"Yes I did, thank you George for noticing. My purple hair just needed to go." She said, stirring her coffee and taking a sip.
"I liked your purple hair Em." Fred said, smiling. Hoping he wasn't in trouble for not noticing the change.
"Thank you, I've a feeling I'll end up being a seasonal hair colour person" She laughed, drinking her coffee quickly.
"I'm going to come over to the house after lunch. George and I have a few last minute things to do before settling for the holidays." Fred said, kissing her forehead and moving his dishes to the sink to be cleaned later when he remembered. Emilie nodded and went to pack her things.
Thankfully Hermione had taught her the extension charm to place on her rucksack. She packed a few outfits and pyjamas. Also remembering to pack her christmas gifts. She lifted her toiletries bag and threw it in too with her makeup bag. Checking around the room twice, she was happy with her packing and went back into the kitchen.
"Fred can I take the car?" Emilie pleaded with her boyfriend, she had been wanting to drive it for days.
"Em you haven't got your license. It's illegal, as soon as you pass I promise we can share it." He said calmly, looking at her pouting from across the table.
"Fine, I'll floo over. I'll see you both later. Don't forget the gifts!" She called, walking into the fireplace and heard the boys shout a goodbye before she was standing in the burrow.
"Harry, could you get Remus and Tonk's room ready? Ron that is for later, stop eating the shortbread. Ah Emilie dear, why don't you go and leave your things in Fred's old room." Molly instructed, the burrow was indeed very busy but Emilie did as she was told and came back down stairs as quickly as possible.
"Alright I've already cleaned, the boys are working on the extra rooms so us girls are going make this house more festive." Molly said, bringing out a box of christmas decorations and a few boxes floating behind her.
"Mum, can I do the lanterns? I'll set them up outside for when everyone arrives." Ginny asked, peeking into a box labelled lights. Molly nodded.
"Hermione would you mind setting up the tinsel and fairy lights around the staircase? You are far better with muggle contraptions than I am." She laughed, as Hermione nodded and took the house decorations from her hands.
"And Emilie, you and I can set up the christmas tree. Arthur went out yesterday and got one from the town. Ron and Harry were so kind to bring it into the house this morning." Molly pointed at the large tree in the living room leaning on the wall.
"We need a large pot to stand it in." Emilie said, quickly stepping out into the garden and finding a large empty flower pot and filling it with damp soil before bringing it back in.
"Here place it over in the corner there and we'll lift it on the count of three." Molly instructed, both women lifted the tree by the trunk and quickly placed it into the pot until the end reached the bottom. Thankfully it was the appropriate size and they didn't need to cut the top off.
"Lights first?" Emilie asked, lifting the decorations out of the box and placing them onto the sofa.
"Indeed, Harry got the ones with the em...oh batteries." Molly remembered, pointing to the coiled fairy lights around a cardboard tube.
Both women rolled them out into a straight line and worked their way from the bottom to the top. By the time they had finished, Hermione and Ginny had also finished their tasks and were in helping to place the ornaments onto the tree.
Soon the entire Weasley house resembled a Santa's Grotto. All the food had been set out on the extended dinner table and the boys had finished with the extra rooms. Emilie looked at the clock and it was half four, people would be arriving soon.
Indeed as they sat with their coffees, Remus, Tonks and Teddy were the first to arrive. Teddy immediately turned his hair from lighting blue to Harry's black and reached out his arms to Harry, shouting for him to lift him.
"Alright little man, I'm coming." Harry called from across the room, setting his cup down on the table and lifting the toddler out of Remus' arms. Teddy's little face glowed as he started to tell Harry a story, pointing to his mummy and daddy.
"His mummy here tripped over the tinsel earlier, Teddy wouldn't stop laughing." Remus explained, as Tonks crossed her arms.
"Flat on my face, it was quite sore actually." She huffed, sticking her tongue out to her son. Teddy giggled and copied her, Remus rolled his eyes and smiled to himself.
"Do you both want to take your stuff upstairs? Ginny show them their room please." Arthur asked, the couple nodded and lifted their bags up the stairs behind Ginny.
The next person to arrive was Emilie's mother. She was shown to her room where Emilie had some questions about her dream.
"Mum, I had a dream last night about you and dad. He proposed to you in Grimmauld Place. You said yes...you also said I had Potter and Black blood." Emilie said quietly sitting on her mother's bed, Emma Jones, went white.
Okay so here is another clue to who Emilie's father is and I'm sticking to my idea of who it is after long debating. I loved loved loved writing the Remus, Tonks, Teddy fluff. I almost cried even if it was just a moment.
Please leave a review of how you are liking this story so far, two uploads in one day is a miracle maybe I'll go for three who knows I'd like some reviews first to see what everyone thinks before i move on.
To Fandomqueen104- Yes i saw the 100th episode of once upon a time and I loved it, it was really sad but happy with Regina's father. Just dying to know when we are getting Killian back and getting tf out of the underworld, as much as I love it.