Kingsley had sent some Aurors to accompany Harry to the Diagon Alley, mostly because of the paparazzi. Harry didn't expect to see so many of them. The WW didn't know about Emilia, only a close group of friends. The press was having a field day the moment he set foot in the Diagon Alley. Emilia was not use to this pandemonium, and all the attention had frightened her.
Harry offered to give a press conference in two days in The Ministry of Magic to see if they leave them alone. But the camera flashes and the mob was only getting bigger.
He watched his daughter very carefully as they made it to Ollivanders.
Strangely, Ollivander got it right from his first try. "The wand chooses his master," he said. Her wand was a 10 inches oak, with fey hair and dragon cord. Ollivander told Harry that it was one of a kind and that it was waiting for a very powerful and pure heart witch. "The fey that gave me the hair, told me that to the owner of the wand would be bestowed other gifts as well as fey protection. You are destined for great things, Miss Potter."
Emilia was very happy with her new wand but when she saw a mob outside the store, she got frightened again, holding on to Harry for dear life.
"Don't worry my angel, I won't let anything happen to you, I promise," said Harry, setting her closer to him. He could feel her constricted chest and her fear.
The Aurors made space for them as they walked through Diagon Alley. The people were pushing and pulling, trying to get his attention. Harry was furious. His anger made his magic a bit unstable, but he forced himself to calm down, regained control, and glared at the crowd. As soon as they reached the Apparation Point, Harry thanked the Aurors for their time and informed them that he decided to cut the outing short. The Aurors nodded, understanding Harry's predicament, and waited until Harry and Emilia safely disappeared.
Once in their house, Emilia's airways were constricted and the wheezing signaled the beginning of her asthma attack. Harry asked on of his elves to fetch Hermione and the other to get the therapy machine.
"Sweetie, please breathe, you are home and you are safe, please breathe" Emilia wasn't able to respond to him, her breathing labored. Even if he knew what to do during her attacks, they were getting worse and leaving her weak afterwards.
"Harry," Hermione came running, "What happened?"
"We were doing the school shopping and the crowd was pushing and pulling. Emilia got frighten and here we are."
"Emilia, love, listen to me, you can control this, it's only an emotion and you can control it. You have your therapy machine and medicine with you, nobody will ever attempt to hurt you, we won't allow it. Now I need you to have big breaths. That's it, you are doing wonderful." Hermione took a moment and looked at Harry – his hand was on his chest and his breathing labored, as well.
"Harry, I need you to sit and held Emilia, this house has a Fidelius Charm. Right?" he nodded. "Ok, at least we don't have to worry for the crowd getting closer."
Harry began humming the A la nanita song and rocking his daughter, and she started to calm down, and slowly her breathing returned to normal, as she fell asleep.
They returned to the living room.
"I don't think coming back was a good idea, this people are not going to leave her alone. You had seen her Hermione, my poor sweet girl." And he plopped into the nearest chair.
"Harry," said Hermione slowly, "when and where is not the issue here; this was bound to happen eventually. She is your daughter and because of it, she will be in the public eye. You cannot protect her from everything and everyone."
"She is all I have. I almost lost her so many times, if it wasn't for you."
"At least this time she didn't put up her shield," He chuckled. "Maybe she doesn't feel so frighten after all, I'm worried about her, Hermione. She is getting powerful and I suspect that she has more abilities that we know about. This was her first asthma attack in a long time," muttered Harry, touching Emilia's cheeks and kissing her forehead.
"Don't worry so much, Harry. The natural therapy that we set for her since the beginning had worked better than I thought, as for her powers we need to wait and see. She got you wrapped around her little finger," Hermione smiled to her friend. "Let her rest, she will be ok and stop worrying – all the fuzz will stop, once you'll give the press conference."
Before leaving, she turned and reminded Harry of the Welcome Home party in Malfoy Manor.
While Emilia was sleeping, Harry went to the library and grabbed a cup of the Firewhisky. Being lost in his thoughts, he did not notice the owl in the window. When it finally caught his attention, Harry opened the window and let her in. The small piece of parchment was attached to the owl's leg. Harry took it off and read,
The time had come for you to pay… Something that is dear will soon be taken.
Once he read it, the parchment burst into flames. Fear was the first thing Harry felt. His first thought was – Emilia! He ran to her bedroom, but she stills slept there peacefully. Who would want to harm him now? He was not involved in any politics or anything. He knew he had enemies though.
He went back to the living room and began pacing.
"Zac!"
"Yes, Master."
"Stay with Emilia and don't let her out of your site, I need to step out for a minute, understood?"
"Yes, Master, Zac will stay with little miss."
Harry Apparated to the Ministry of Magic. His magic crackled furiously, sending sparks all over. He did not stop until he'd got to his destination – the Minister's Office.
"Hanna, please notify the Minister that I need to see him urgently"
Hanna Abbott flinched at the sound of Harry's voice. She was going to comment about his rudeness, but all it took one glance at him to comply.
Nobody messes with Harry in that state.
"Harry what a pleasure, I was hoping to see you tomorrow at Malfoy Manor."
"This is not a courtesy visit Kingsley. I received a threat; someone is going to try to kidnap Emilia."
"WHAT? Harry, are you sure, it could be a prank?"
"Prank or not, I will not take any chances. I just wanted to let you know about it."
"Harry you need to calm and think. Let's go to the LE (Law Enforcement) and talk to Adrian Pucey, the Head Auror and to Marcus Flint. They are the best and trustworthy."
"Kingsley, I don't trust anyone when it comes to Emilia's safety."
"I know that Harry, but in this you'll need help."
In the meanwhile, in his house, Emilia was awake. Zac was sitting close to her.
"Zac, what are you doing?"
"Zac is watching little miss"
"Where is Papa?"
"Master stepped out to take care of some business and ordered Zac to watch the little miss."
"Perfect, so I can explore the house."
"Little miss is not supposed to get out of her room."
"It's ok, Zac, I am only going to explore the inside of the house, there is no danger here."
"First, little miss need to have something to eat, little miss missed lunch, Zary already cooked one of little miss' favorites."
Emilia tried to stand and felt a little woozy after her asthma attack. She coughed a little, but breathed ok.
"Ok, Zac, let's go for lunch and let's explore this house. I need to find a special place for me like back in Nana's house; could you help me with that Zac?"
Poor little elf, never stand a chance with Emilia, he had been her caregiver, her doll and playmate since Emilia's birth. He would do anything for her.
"But little miss will need to promise – no hiding or disappearing."
"I won't hide or disappear," she promised with crossed fingers behind her back. "Can we make some chocolate chip cookies?"
The elf gave her horrified glance, which made Emilia laugh.
After lunch, Emilia explored the house, starting with the library. It was evident that her godmother had a hand in it. There were a huge selection of Muggle, wizarding and Spanish books. She noticed on a corner shelve a set of books with her father's name on it. When she opened the first one, on the page was written "Propiedad de Claudia Sanchez" (Property of Claudia Sanchez). She hugged the book, and then set it back where she found it.
Emilia checked all the books that were on hers eye level. There was one particular book that caught her eye. "Fairies & Other Magical Creatures. The Muggle Perspective". She still felt the aftermath of her asthma attack, so, she decided to read for while, just to kill the time until her father would come home.
So, she sat by the window and began to read. "Fairies are generally described as human in appearance. They have magical powers. Their origins are not clear. In the folklore, they portrayed as some form of demons, or species, completely different from humans or angels. Folklorists have suggested that their actual origin lies in a conquered race living in hiding, or in religious beliefs that lost currency with the advent of Christianity. These explanations are not necessarily incompatible, and they may be traceable to multiple sources."
She was looking at a particular picture with the Queen Fairy and her court and suddenly the book began to glow. Emilia jumped and threw the book away, her heart was beating fast with fear.
At the same moment, in the Aurors office, Harry felt the sensation that he knew came from his daughter. The terrifying fear for Emilia overcame him – he knew something was terribly wrong. He jumped and requested permission to Apparate right from the office. The people that were with him didn't understand his reaction, but put the wards down for him to be able to do it.
When he arrived to the house, he ran into his library and saw how, in that precise moment, the glow engulfed Emilia and she disappeared in front of his eyes.
"EMILIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"