Harry decided to stay in Puerto Rico. He liked the place and the people. He'd made a few friends and had some business. He began to call this place home. He did learn Spanish and from time to time, he even danced salsa. But only, when he was forced to do so, first by Claudia and now by Maria and Emilia. He kept in touch with Hermione, but he didn't go to England, unless it's strictly necessary.
Seeing Emilia grow and be completely involved in it was one of Harry's biggest accomplishments. She was Daddy's little princess. He took her to ballet lessons, even in diapers. He taught her how to control her magic, how to fly, to play wizard's chess and how to play football (soccer). He became a coach just for her. Yep, she was the light in his life. Even more so, as Emilia grew, becoming more beautiful and looking more and more like her mother every day.
She's homeschooled due to her accidental magic occurrences, which were rather frequent. She also, had health issues. Being an asthmatic, it hadn't been easy for her or the family to take care of her for every asthma attack; especially, the ones that came with a burst of magic.
She had to keep her emotions in check, because they played a huge part triggering not only the magic, but asthma attack. Often, things were fling or exploding. Yet, the most frightening was when she encased herself in a bubble, while she was having an episode, and the only person that could reach and calm her was her father.
That didn't stop her from having friends or being active, though. She could melt a frozen heart with a simple kiss or a smile. Most of her friends (too many for her father's liking) were boys, 'noisy, dunderheads', he called them. They came and went from her grandmother's house like bees. They loved to be there, where they always could find homemade sweets or a plate of food, if needed. Especially Diego, Sebastian and Jorge Raul, they were Emilia's best friends and her accomplices in all mischief.
Today, was a day he'd been dreading. She was eleven today. And that left him with the question: can he let her go?
"Papa, Papa, Papa," clenching a letter and jumping of excitement, "I got it, I got it!"
"Princess, if you don't stop you'll have an attack. So slow down and tell me what you got."
"Ok, what's going on here? Emilia, stop, you could get sick, just stop, child," her grandmother chided. Emilia stopped and put a hand to her chest, "Breath sweetie, one big breath, ok, and another ok."
"I'm sorry, I got my letter from Hogwarts!" she exclaimed still out of breath.
Harry still remembered her first asthma episode that came with her first accidental magic.
Flashback
Emilia was about 2 months old and had a cold. The fever, the coughing and at some point during the night the coughing got worst and the wheezing sounds started. Harry felt his chest contract and knew that something was wrong with his baby. She was having trouble breathing, but he didn't know what to do. So, he ran with her to Maria's house looking for help. Eric was just stepping in from his hospital shift. Harry put the baby down on the couch so Eric could check her out, and suddenly a bubble appeared and surrounded Emilia. Each time when Eric tried to get to her, he was pushed back. Harry then started talking and cooing at his daughter and Emilia's bubble resided. At that moment, the questions were left for later – the first thing was Emilia.
Eric got her breathing under control with some medicine. He was still confused, but his niece came first. Harry then called for Zary and asked her to pick up Hermione. Being a healer, she was the first on the least to be consulted on further treatment for Emilia.
After Hermione arrived and helped, Eric just slumped on the couch and looked at his mother and Harry. "What the hell was that?" he shouted.
Harry was confronted and they were no other way around it; so, he told his story.
"Ok, let me get this straight, you are the Harry Potter from the books that Claudia loved so much and magic is real, right? Holly shit!"
"Eric language", Maria admonished, giving Emilia to Hermione, "it doesn't matter what Harry or Emilia are, we will be here because we are a family. Though, that doesn't justify why you lied to us," she said looking at Harry, "but at the moment, what is important – is how we'll help Emilia to live a normal life with this illness and the magic."
"Maria, Eric. Thank you, how can I repay all the kindness?"
"For starters, no more lies, no matter what." She took Emilia from Hermione's arms and put her in a hammock. "Hermione, right?" Hermione nodded, "What is in those potions that you gave her? Can I make them or is that something only you can do?"
"Yes, you probably could, because she is so little we cannot give her any pharmaceutical remedies or complex potions, so we have to make something as natural as possible. In the potion, there is a combination of aloe, honey, mint, bee pollen and lime. The therapy is a combination of Eucalyptus oil, sea salt and water. She also needs to have camphor in her bedroom, which will help her breath easier, and you also need to learn what triggers the asthma, allergies, emotions…"
End of flashback
"Papa, we need to go to a place call Diagon Alley to get books and supplies, we need to see Aunt Mione. Do you still have your old books; maybe I can use them to save some money? Can I bring Mino and my books?" a thousand questions in just a few minutes, "Papa, are you listening?"
"Yes, angel I do, you know it doesn't have to be Hogwarts, it could be the Charm One Academy or-"
"No, no, no, it has to be Hogwarts, please, please." Could he ever say no to her?
He chuckled, "Ok, my angel, Hogwarts it is," and he left to start the arrangements for their return to England. He sent Zac and Zary to clean and repair Godric Hollow, and notified Hermione of the details. He would leave his piece of heaven in two weeks.
He also needed to contact the Hogwarts Headmaster, to see what other arrangements could be done for her.
Emilia loved her garden. Her father constructed a maze for her and in the middle were flowers of every kind, butterflies and a gazebo with a pyramid on top as a sealing. However, what nobody knew, that this garden had a secret portal to another dimension that Emilia use to meet with her mother.
"Mummy" she called, "Mummy, I have something to tell you." Emilia appeared in front of her a portal and crossed it without fear. She entered; this place was very familiar for her. Everything was white and there was a chair awaiting her.
"Mummy, I got it, I am going to Hogwarts," She ran to the waiting arms of her mother.
"I know my angel, how is your father taking it?"
"Not well, he was trying to convince me to go to another school," she sighed. "Why I have to keep you a secret mummy? Am I going to be able to see you when I go to school?"
"Slow down and breathe, you are always in a hurry," Claudia laughed, taking her to her lap, "Sweetie, I have told you why you should not let your father know about us. He needs to move on with his life, and besides you promised," she chuckled.
"You will be able to see me anytime you want. You will have a wand and if I remember correctly there is a Whopping Willow in Hogwarts – you only will need to talk to it like I showed you, and underneath the branches, you will be able to cast a portal. But you have to study hard, and always need to let someone know where you are. There will be time when you'll not need me, but I'll always be there for you, my angel."
"Emilia, you have to promise me that you'll be very careful. There are people that hate your father and will use you, so promise me: no wondering around alone."
"I promise. Could you sing a la nanita, please?" Claudia looked down to her daughter and started to rock back and forth and to sing to her. Emilia fall asleep.
After hours of looking for her, Harry found her in the gazebo hammock asleep. He picked her up and kissed her in the forehead. "Mi amor chiquito (My little love), you are my strength, my hope, my life. I love you, my Emilia". He got all he needed, right in his arms.
"I love you too, Papa and Happy Birthday," she whispered.
Days before they moved, Harry went to the cemetery to say his goodbye to Claudia. He had white roses in his hands. He kneeled and touched the simple cross that marked her resting place.
"Love, I have to go, but I promise to come as often as I can. Zac or Zary will keep flowers for you. Thank you, my love, because of you I have a life and the family that I always wanted. Emilia is our miracle and blessing. She is beautiful, you know; she looks like you. I'm so frighten, I don't know if I will be able to let her go; we have never been apart. She is so little. Here I'm close to her; there she will be all alone in a world that she barely knows. Yeah, probably I am an idiot; she needs adventure and magical education. I don't know if I'm strong enough," he sighed and put the flowers on the ground. "I love you." Harry closed his eyes and went back to his memory, on the beach when he first saw Claudia with her swollen belly. With misty eyes, he stood up and left to finish the preparations for their departure.
On the day of their leaving, the weather was as their moods – windy and very rainy. Since they have a time difference, they needed to go early in the morning. It would be Emilia's first time with a Portkey. Zary and Zac as Mino, Emilia's cat, have already taken the trunks.
With promises of frequent writing and care packages; between tears and hugs, Harry activated the Portkey that took them directly to Godric Hollow. It was not a big house, but it was cozy and had all Muggle electronics that they would need. Not an easy task, because electronics do not go well with magic; but Hermione came to the rescue using some very sophisticated charms. She wasn't called 'the brightest witch of the age' for nothing.
On the sofa they found an envelope for Harry and a package for Emilia.
Dear Harry,
Welcome home. I hope everything is at your satisfaction. We will give you a couple of days to adjust to the time zone and surroundings. Yes, we have prepared a welcome home party, I will write to you with the details tomorrow.
Love,
Hermione
"Papa, this is a Hogwarts, A History book from Aunt Mione, and it got an inscription on it."
To my dear goddaughter,
This is my favorite book in the whole world and is my legacy to you. This is my copy from my Hogwarts years; I hope that you will love it as much as I did.
Love, your godmother,
Hermione
"Yes, That's Mione," walking around the room. Everything was so surreal: his parents photos in the mantel, Muggle photos of Claudia and him, Claudia pregnant and Emilia growing up and one of him and her. "Let's go see your room."
They went upstairs and the second door to the right was her room. They entered a room with a bay window with a seat on it. It was painted in pastel colors and had a beautiful dresser with a big mirror. Emilia was not a fan of having a lot of furniture. There was a book shelve with Emilia's books, a desk with supplies – Muggle and magical, a walking closet, full of her Muggle clothing and robes.
"Papa, what is all this? There are too many clothes here; I will never use it all."
Harry smiled, "Do you like your room?" She turned to him and ran into his arms, "I love it, thank you".
"You must be hungry, let's get something to eat and then we can take a walk. After that, I have to give you a potion, so you can sleep and get use to the new time zone." Emilia nodded and followed his father to the kitchen, where Zary and Zac had prepared a meal for them and were feeding Mino.
After their walk, and before she went to bed, Harry sat beside her and recited with her the "Guardian Angel Prayer",
Angel of God, My Guardian, Dear to whom God's love commits me here. Ever this day be at my side to light and guard and rule and guide. Amen.
He kissed her and said to her "Buenas Noches, Mi amor chiquito, (Good night my little love) I love you". This ritual started with her grandmother after her first asthma attack. They repeated it every night.
With sleepy eyes, she responded, "I love you too, Papa." Before he left, Harry checked the eucalyptus and camphor in the room.
Harry also took the sleeping draught potion, but before he did he checked all the wards and added some more, setting them to his magic signature. He would consult Draco about some blood wards as well. He did eradicate the worst evil of all years ago, but he knew that he still had many enemies out there, and he didn't want to take any chances with Emilia.