A/N: Thanks for all the reviews. Would you guys care if I skipped a few years in Amber's childhood, like, she's six now so would anyone care if she's eight or nine in the next one? Please let me know cuz that way I can get to the parts with Charlotte quicker. Plus-as you can see from the last few chapters-the stuff I have to write about her can barley make a chapter an acceptable length. So if I skip a few years the chapters might get longer. Review and tell me what you think.

And also, I think there has been some confusion about my OC's, so to clear that up for the people who didn't read my first story: Romulus (a.k.a Rom) is Teddy and Victorie's son and he has two older sisters (who are twins) named Lita and Leslie. Lita and Rom are metomorphmagus('s?) and Leslie is one-sixteenth Veela. Lita and Leslie are four years older than Amber and Rom is about a year younger. Um... I think that's all the OC's that I've mentioned in this story.

"Daddy, why don't I have a Mummy?" a six year old Amber asked one night while James was tucking her into bed.

This caught him by surprise, and he stood up and looked at her for a moment before he asked. "What brought this about?"

Amber shrugged, "You have a Mummy and so does Rom and Gran. Why don't I have a Mummy too?"

James sat at the edge of her bed, thinking of the best way to explain this to her. "There are different types of families," he said slowly, making it up as he went. " Some are like Rom's and they have a mummy and daddy and kids and some are like ours and they only have one parent and a kid and some kids don't even have parents."

This seemed to boggle Amber's mind, "That's horrible! Why don't some kids have parents?"

James shrugged, "There are a lot of different reasons. Your Grandpa and Teddy grew up without any parents because their mum and dad died when they were young."

"Oh," she mused, thinking this information over. "So did my Mummy die like Grandpa and Teddy's mummy's did?" she asked. James was tempted to say yes and get this conversation over with but he knew if he did it would bite him on the ass later in life.

"No, your Mummy's not dead, as far as I know," he grumbled this last bit and wished that she would drop it but that wasn't Amber's style. Why did he have to get a curious daughter, he didn't remember being this curious when he was a kid?

"So why isn't she here with us?" she wondered.

"Well, because…" he struggled for an answer that she would accept but that didn't have all the details of his one night stand with the woman who gave him Amber. "Families are made up of people who love each other."

"Doesn't my mommy love me?" she pouted.

Oh, he should have seen that coming. "It's just that I loved you so much that you didn't need a Mummy."

Amber beamed and James sighed in relief.

"Really?" she asked and James was glad that she had accepted that. He was worried that she wouldn't be gullible enough to accept his quickly thought of answer and call him out with a, "that's a load of shit daddy!"

But luckily she was six and accepted any excuse he gave her. Though he knew that one day she would know that this wasn't the reason she didn't have a mum and call him out on it; he'd have to hope that that wouldn't happen for a long time.

"Really," James agreed quickly.

"But does that mean that Gran and Grandpa don't love you enough?" She inquired.

Shit, there were too many holes in the simple answer he had given her. James thought fast. "Well, Gran and Grandpa had more than one kid so they needed more than one parent," he said, mentally patting himself on the back for his quick answer.

Amber seemed to think this over. "Oh, that makes sense. So if you had more kids then I would have a mummy?"

"Sure." James agreed, not seeing where this was going.

"Then how would you have more kids?" she asked

Holy shit, He was not expecting that! He decided to go with the obvious answer. "Magic." he stated.

"Magic?"

"Yes magic," James nodded, willing her to accept this.

"So you could magic up some more kids and I could have a brother or sister?" she asked eagerly.

Bloody Hell! Why couldn't she just go to sleep? It seemed to James like he was just digging a hole deeper and deeper for himself. "I'm not going to magic more kids," he said, hoping to end this uncomfortable conversation.

"Why not?" Amber asked with a hurt look on her face. "Don't you like kids?"

"I do…" he said slowly. "But I don't need anymore. I have you."

She thought this over and seemed to find-as she seemed to be doing a lot tonight-a loophole in his answer. "But what if you got married?" she asked. "Then would you have more kids?"

James sighed, "At the moment I don't see that happening."

"But it could someday." she said optimistically. "You go on dates sometimes; I know you do, what if you meet someone that you want to marry, then would you have more kids?"

"Why are you so interested in me having more kids all of a sudden?" he asked, truly curious.

Amber shrugged. "I just think it would be nice to have a brother or sister that I could always play with. Like Rom does.

James supposed that this was an acceptable answer. Only children usually wanted a sibling. "If I find someone who I want to marry I'll let you know," he told her.

Luckily Amber accepted that and went to sleep. James knew that one day she would think over this conversation and realize that he had made parts of it up and demand to know what really happened to her mum but James hoped that she was old enough by then to realize that her dad was a stupid teenager who had made a mistake but that he could never regret what he'd done.

A/N: Remember what we talked about in the beginning of the chapter and review.