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A small girl with blazing red hair and emerald green eyes fidgeted uncomfortably in her seat. She kept looking nervously at the widow, as if she was expecting something. She started tapping her finger on the table, making me look up with an irritated expression upon my face. I put down my quill and took my attention away from the vast amounts of paperwork that cluttered the kitchen table. I gave a sigh and ran my fingers through my shaggy black hair.

“Lily will you please stop fidgeting? I’m trying to do this paperwork and it needs to be done now. Go and play upstairs.” I ordered. Being an auror could be really stressful sometimes. I had to write up almost everything.

“Fine. Tell me if the post comes,” she said, looking a little apprehensive. She ran upstairs as fast as her legs would carry her up to her room. I gave a small chuckle. She reminded me so much of her mother. As I thought about Ginny I felt so lonely, as if a part of me was missing. We never got chance to make up before she died, not properly anyway. Everyone around me just assumed that I was back to normal just because I had defeated Voldemort, but they were wrong. How could anything ever be normal? I had lost everyone I loved, even Hermione who had gone to Bulgaria to live with Viktor Krum. We wrote to each other and she would visit each Christmas but it wasn’t the same. It was as if the trio had died, that I was the only one left. To my surprise, Luna was the only friend from Hogwarts that spent a lot of time with me. That was because we were partners at work and had been for a very long time. She used to annoy me a little with her weird ways and silly beliefs but now I find them amusing. She always brightens up my day. Mrs Weasley used to live with Lily and I as she was lonely without Arthur and Ron but she passed away a few years back. She was never the same, happy and chirpy Mrs Weasley that I first met. Lily was too young to understand back then but she was very attached to her Grandmother and would ask me when Grandma was coming back. I told her that she had gone to heaven and tried to explain it in the nicest way possible. But it was hard. Being a parent is extremely hard. I didn’t realise actually how hard it was. I remember coming back form the war and arriving on Mrs Weasleys door step only to be greeted by a red hair toddler with a chocolate biscuit on her hand that had melted around her moth and fingers. I couldn’t believe how much she looked like Ginny. I said hello but she backed away shyly and hid behind Fleur’s skirt. It took a while for the fact that I was a parent to sink in but Lily was so sweet and beautiful that I fell in love with her instantly. I still can’t believe that she is mine. She’s so perfect, well, near enough! She has a terrible temper and we’ve argued on one than more occasion. She likes her own way and is a natural leader. She reminds me of myself sometimes.

A tap at the window made me slip back into reality. I quickly got up and let a large, tawny owl into the room. It was a if Lily’s ears were some kind of radar as she bounded down the stairs.

“Is it for me? Is it?” she squealed excitedly. I handed her the letter and she quickly opened the seal. He eyes skimmed the page as he face lit up. She read out loud:


Headmistress: Minerva McGonagall

Dear Miss Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall”

She looked up at me, her eyes as wide as galleons. “You know what this means dad!” she said happily, a huge grin on her face.

“Yes sweetheart, I do,” I said, my arms outstretched. She came running towards me and wrapped her arms around me tightly. “I’m so proud of you!”

“I must tell Fleur and Bill!” she gasped, grabbing a piece of parchment from the side and scribbling down a letter. I watched her, feeling so proud. This was all I wanted now. She was my life and nobody would ever come between us and I would never let anybody hurt her. She was all I had.

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