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Eight years later
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Chapter I: Eight years later
No.12, Grimmauld Place.
It's been eight years ever since Harry had to bury his Ginny, who had died shortly after the birth of their daughter. Aforesaid daughter had grown up into a quite lovely young lady (well, she was one most of the time) with the help of her grandparents, Sirius and of course Harry. The dark-haired wizard himself was now working for the British Ministry of Magic, as Head of Department for International Wizarding Relations.
His daughter, on the other hand, was currently doing what she loved to do the most. She played VJ, just like her idols Padma and Parvati Patil, who had their own show on WMTV, the Music Television for the Wizarding World.
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An eight year old, dark red-haired girl was in her room, jumping up and down in front of a video camera, before finally sitting down on her bed.
"Hi, this is Mione and you're watching the "Mione Show". Today I’ll tell you a little bit about me and my favourite hobbies, which are reading, reading, Quidditch, reading, annoying Uncle Sirius and....reading, especially Mum's letters."
At this the young girl sighed for a moment, but quickly got a grip on herself again and smiled again. But before she could continue, another voice from downstairs called her.
"Mione, we can go now. Moony is here. So please hurry. Our portkey activates in 62 minutes." The deep, male voice shouted.
"Coming in a minute!" she yelled back and turned to the video camera again.
"Isn’t it great? We're going to the QUIDDITCH WORLD CUP! England vs. India – and we got tickets for the Top Box! Oh, I'm so excited! I hope England wins. Too bad Dad can't go with us. But he has to work today. Well, at last Grandma and Grandpa and my uncles will be there with us!"
Just then, the male voice shouted anew.
"Hermione Lily Ginevra Potter...!"
Mione winced at that.
"...come down at once or we'll stay here!"
The young girl sighed.
"Well, I better go, before Uncle Sirius gets mad. Maybe I can bug him or Grandma into giving me Mum's last letter before tomorrow. See you later, same time and same place!" she said.
Switching off the camera, she grabbed her green rucksack and practically flew down the stairs, where two wizards were already waiting for her. One of them was Remus Lupin, Sirius' oldest friend from school and still Potions teacher at Hogwarts.
"Sorry if I'm late! I just forgot about time!" Mione replied.
"Well, you're forgiven, young lady. But don’t forget that we'll still have a half an hour walk before us." Remus said, smiling.
"Thank you. I'm ready, Uncle Remus!" Mione smiled back.
"Then let's go!" Sirius said and grabbed his own backpack.
They left the house and walked together into the direction of King's Cross. After half an hour they reached a small alley and started to search for the portkey which would bring them to the camping site next to the World Cup Stadium.
"Okay, what are we looking for this time?" Remus asked.
"I don’t know. Or wait – I believe Arthur mentioned something like red glass! We should look for something like this." Sirius answered, scratching his head.
The three of them started their search through the entire alley. They looked in every niche, behind every dumpster, until Remus finally saw a red glass vase in a corner.
"I think I found it." He replied and pointed at it.
Sirius looked at his watch and then picked up the vase.
"We still have five minutes. Mione, since it is your first travel with a portkey, I want you to hold Remus hand, while you touch the vase with your other. We don’t want you to get lost during the travel. Do you understand?"
Mione nodded and took Remus' left hand, while the other lay on the red glass object. The two wizards followed her example. When the remaining time was over, they suddenly felt a strange tug near the area of the navel and in the next moment they're lifted up in the air, leaving spinning the alley.
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Mione's head was still spinning when they finally reached their destination. It wasn’t definitively her favourite way to travel.
"Are you okay, Mione?" Sirius asked her.
"I'm fine. I just feel a little bit dizzy!" the girl replied.
"Don’t worry. I felt the same, when I first travelled like this. Come one, let's look for the others!"
They walked over to the camping site, where already hundreds of different tents were standing. Mione saw lots of her friends, but also many foreign wizarding families. Many of them were of Asian, specifically Indian heritage, wearing their native, colourful clothing. Mione especially liked the dresses, which the Indian Witches and their daughters wore.
They went on, but Sirius suddenly stopped when he saw a young man with long blonde hair, who was dressed in black trousers and a shirt in the same colour, coming their way. Somehow he knew that face, but couldn’t place him at once. But the more he watched him, the more familiar the young man became. Then his eyes widened. Of course, now he remembered.
"Is everything alright, Uncle Sirius?" Mione asked, worried about the older wizards strange behaviour.
"Yeah! I'm fine. Why don’t you go forward? I’ll follow later." Sirius answered.
Mione and Remus shrugged their shoulders, but didn't say anything. They went on, while Sirius took after the young man, who had passed by just a minute ago.
"Hey Draco!" he shouted after him.
The blond man stopped and turned his head. He was confused for a moment, but then realisation hit him, too.
"Uncle Sirius? Is that really you?" he asked unbelievingly.
Sirius laughed.
"The very same. How are you and your parents? It must be an eternity since we last met. And I really didn’t expect to meet you here of all places." He said.
"Yes, I must say it's also a surprise for me. I believe our last meeting was 11 years ago, on my 15th birthday in Mumbai. So what brings you here?"
"Oh, I'm accompanying my godson's daughter. We got tickets for the top box. It has some advantages, if you're related with the Minister of Magic."
Draco laughed at this.
"I understand what you mean. I got my ticket for the top box, just because my fiancé is the Captain of the English Quidditch National Team."
Sirius raised an eyebrow.
"You're engaged? I had no idea."
"Well, the official engagement party is tomorrow. Why don’t you come? My parents will be there. They specially come over from India just for this celebration."
"Sorry, but I can't. Tomorrow's going to be difficult day. First, Harry's daughter celebrates her 8th birthday. But unfortunately it's also the death day of his wife. She died shortly after her birth."
"I'm sorry to hear that. Maybe next time."
The blond young man took a quick glance at his watch.
"Well, I have to go. I need to speak to my fiancé before the game. See you later in the top box. Then we could speak further. See you!" he said.
"Okay, see you later!" Sirius replied and shook Draco's hand, before turning und and leaving into the opposite direction.
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Meanwhile, Mione and Remus had found the tents, which belonged to the Weasleys. It wasn’t hard to look for a bunch of redheaded people, though. The young girl could see them, how they tried to set up the three tents, but finally succeeded and decided to draw their attention to herself.
"Grandma, we're here!" she shouted out loud and began to wave.
Immediately all redheads turned to her and smiled. The only redheaded woman held her arms open and Mione run to her. Embracing her granddaughter, she said:
"Oh, it's so good to see you. We were already wondering where you’ve been. But where's Sirius?"
"He had to do something, but he'll follow later. And where's Grandpa?" The young girl wanted to know.
"Oh, it's the same with him! You know how busy he has been to organize this World Cup!" Molly said.
Mione nodded understanding and turned to her uncles.
"Hello Uncle George, Uncle Fred, Uncle Charlie, Uncle Bill, Uncle Percy, Uncle Ron and Aunt Lavender! How are you?" she said and hugged each of them.
"And who do we have here? If that isn’t our favourite niece...!" the Weasley boys chorused and hugged her back, before ruffling her hair.
"I'm your only niece!" Mione suddenly squeaked and tried to get out of the pile of boys hugging her.
Finally she managed it and fled to her Aunt, hugging her, too. But she was especially careful with Lavender, who was already five months far in her pregnancy.
"And how's the baby?" she asked.
"It's fine, Mione. Come on, let's go to the others!" Lavender said smiling and led the young girl toward the tents, while Mione's Uncles greeted Remus.
They sat around the now burning camp fire, having a little barbecue for them all, and waited for Sirius, who turned up 15 minutes later.
"Where have you been?" Molly asked him, while passing him a glass of juice.
"Oh, I just met the son of my sister Narcissa, who lives in India with her family, and had a talk with him. After all, I haven’t seen them for eleven years now. When does the Game start anyway?" Sirius wanted.
Remus, who was sitting next to him and Mione, took a look at Mione's watch.
"A little bit more than an hour. We still have some time left! So why don’t we continue our little barbeque in the meantime?"
Everyone agreed and so they continued.
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On the other side of the Camping place, near the Stadium, Draco tried to find the rooms of the National Team. He had no problem with just going in there, knowing that the Team would have changed into their official Quidditch robes by now. Going further, he soon heard some laughter and a well-known voice, who was giving some last instructions before the game.
Hiding next to the entrance, Draco listened to them.
Inside the room, the seven members of the English Quidditch national team, three men and four women wearing their red and white Quidditch uniform, considering of red robes with white trousers, were spending the last minutes before the game. The six of them listened to the last words, which her Captain, a young woman with long reddish brown hair and hazel eyes, had to say.
"Okay, Ladies and Gents, this is the moment, we've been waiting for. We have spent months with hard training and discussing strategies. But thanks to our Anjali here..." she pointed at the Indian Woman to her right. "...we know all strategies and tactics of the opposite team and that’s why we're prepared for all possible cases.
Kyle, Jonah, Aiko, Akiko, Anjali and Ling, I certainly don’t have to tell what your job is or else you wouldn’t be here. I just want you to give your very best. Since this is my last season, I want it to have a memorable ending! I hope you can understand this!" she said.
"Of course, Hermione! Don’t worry, the three of us and the boys agree completely with you! We already had the best season ever since we got on this team and there's no way we're going to lose this World cup!" Anjali replied.
Hermione smiled. This team was really worthy of the World Cup.
Draco had listened to their conversation and decided to join in. He took a step forwards and knocked at the open door. Immediately, all heads turned to him.
"Can I help you? Are you looking for something or someone?" Hermione asked.
Draco gave her a friendly smile.
"Well, I'm looking for a Hermione Lilia Granger! Have you seen her?" he asked.
Hermione's eyebrow suddenly began to twitch strangely in the same way her corners of the mouth did. As if she really had to try to resist the urge to laugh out loud.
"Well, you've found me, Draco Lucien Malfoy!" she finally replied.
"Really? That’s great! Can I come in?" he answered, clapping his hands hopefully together.
Hermione thought this over.
"I don’t know. We're really busy right now!" she said.
"Aw, come on. Just let your poor boyfriend in!" Anjali said.
The Quidditch Captain finally sighed.
"Okay. Why not!"
Draco broke out into a huge grin and came in, giving Hermione a kiss on the cheek.
"Thanks, darling! I'm just here to see you a last time before the game starts and wish you all good luck. Just win this game! Oh and I have a surprise for you all after the match!" he said.
Aiko, Akiko and Anjali giggled at this.
"Oh, that’s so cute of you, Draco! We love surprises!" they squealed, while Hermione and the male part of team rolled their eyes.
"And what kind of surprise is this?" Hermione asked sceptically.
"It’s a gift for all of you!" the blond young man said to her.
"Another gift? That's really not necessary. You already gave us the seven Light Speed's as a gift! And that was a very generous one if I might say."
"I know. But this one is from my mother! You will see later. And believe me, you'll love it!"
Hermione sighed again, but then she gave him a hearty smile. It was one of Draco's ways to say how much he liked and supported her.
"Okay, in this case I think we can wait until later!" she replied.
Just then all of them heard someone clearing his throat. The Quidditch team and turned their heads anew, just to have their eyes widened.
At the door stood a blond, ethereal beauty in a light white dress, which made all males, including Draco, in the room drool.
To be continued....
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Sorry for the late update, but I couldn’t really concentrate on this Fic, but I'm still worried since my dad suddenly collapsed two weeks ago and is lying now at the hospital after a brain surgery. I try to update as soon as possible, but please understand if my mind is on other things now.
Now to my reviewers:
harry <3's Hermione, Slytherinfairy, harryhermione4ever: Yes, I was inspired by Kuch kuch Hot Hai. It just happened to be my favourite Bollywood Movie, aside from Lagaan.
Book Lover07: Ginny named her daughter after hers and Harry's best friend at school. You'll see later in the story.
Thank you for your reviews!
^^ Terrenis-chan
Chapter I: Eight years later
No.12, Grimmauld Place.
It's been eight years ever since Harry had to bury his Ginny, who had died shortly after the birth of their daughter. Aforesaid daughter had grown up into a quite lovely young lady (well, she was one most of the time) with the help of her grandparents, Sirius and of course Harry. The dark-haired wizard himself was now working for the British Ministry of Magic, as Head of Department for International Wizarding Relations.
His daughter, on the other hand, was currently doing what she loved to do the most. She played VJ, just like her idols Padma and Parvati Patil, who had their own show on WMTV, the Music Television for the Wizarding World.
oOo
An eight year old, dark red-haired girl was in her room, jumping up and down in front of a video camera, before finally sitting down on her bed.
"Hi, this is Mione and you're watching the "Mione Show". Today I’ll tell you a little bit about me and my favourite hobbies, which are reading, reading, Quidditch, reading, annoying Uncle Sirius and....reading, especially Mum's letters."
At this the young girl sighed for a moment, but quickly got a grip on herself again and smiled again. But before she could continue, another voice from downstairs called her.
"Mione, we can go now. Moony is here. So please hurry. Our portkey activates in 62 minutes." The deep, male voice shouted.
"Coming in a minute!" she yelled back and turned to the video camera again.
"Isn’t it great? We're going to the QUIDDITCH WORLD CUP! England vs. India – and we got tickets for the Top Box! Oh, I'm so excited! I hope England wins. Too bad Dad can't go with us. But he has to work today. Well, at last Grandma and Grandpa and my uncles will be there with us!"
Just then, the male voice shouted anew.
"Hermione Lily Ginevra Potter...!"
Mione winced at that.
"...come down at once or we'll stay here!"
The young girl sighed.
"Well, I better go, before Uncle Sirius gets mad. Maybe I can bug him or Grandma into giving me Mum's last letter before tomorrow. See you later, same time and same place!" she said.
Switching off the camera, she grabbed her green rucksack and practically flew down the stairs, where two wizards were already waiting for her. One of them was Remus Lupin, Sirius' oldest friend from school and still Potions teacher at Hogwarts.
"Sorry if I'm late! I just forgot about time!" Mione replied.
"Well, you're forgiven, young lady. But don’t forget that we'll still have a half an hour walk before us." Remus said, smiling.
"Thank you. I'm ready, Uncle Remus!" Mione smiled back.
"Then let's go!" Sirius said and grabbed his own backpack.
They left the house and walked together into the direction of King's Cross. After half an hour they reached a small alley and started to search for the portkey which would bring them to the camping site next to the World Cup Stadium.
"Okay, what are we looking for this time?" Remus asked.
"I don’t know. Or wait – I believe Arthur mentioned something like red glass! We should look for something like this." Sirius answered, scratching his head.
The three of them started their search through the entire alley. They looked in every niche, behind every dumpster, until Remus finally saw a red glass vase in a corner.
"I think I found it." He replied and pointed at it.
Sirius looked at his watch and then picked up the vase.
"We still have five minutes. Mione, since it is your first travel with a portkey, I want you to hold Remus hand, while you touch the vase with your other. We don’t want you to get lost during the travel. Do you understand?"
Mione nodded and took Remus' left hand, while the other lay on the red glass object. The two wizards followed her example. When the remaining time was over, they suddenly felt a strange tug near the area of the navel and in the next moment they're lifted up in the air, leaving spinning the alley.
oOo
Mione's head was still spinning when they finally reached their destination. It wasn’t definitively her favourite way to travel.
"Are you okay, Mione?" Sirius asked her.
"I'm fine. I just feel a little bit dizzy!" the girl replied.
"Don’t worry. I felt the same, when I first travelled like this. Come one, let's look for the others!"
They walked over to the camping site, where already hundreds of different tents were standing. Mione saw lots of her friends, but also many foreign wizarding families. Many of them were of Asian, specifically Indian heritage, wearing their native, colourful clothing. Mione especially liked the dresses, which the Indian Witches and their daughters wore.
They went on, but Sirius suddenly stopped when he saw a young man with long blonde hair, who was dressed in black trousers and a shirt in the same colour, coming their way. Somehow he knew that face, but couldn’t place him at once. But the more he watched him, the more familiar the young man became. Then his eyes widened. Of course, now he remembered.
"Is everything alright, Uncle Sirius?" Mione asked, worried about the older wizards strange behaviour.
"Yeah! I'm fine. Why don’t you go forward? I’ll follow later." Sirius answered.
Mione and Remus shrugged their shoulders, but didn't say anything. They went on, while Sirius took after the young man, who had passed by just a minute ago.
"Hey Draco!" he shouted after him.
The blond man stopped and turned his head. He was confused for a moment, but then realisation hit him, too.
"Uncle Sirius? Is that really you?" he asked unbelievingly.
Sirius laughed.
"The very same. How are you and your parents? It must be an eternity since we last met. And I really didn’t expect to meet you here of all places." He said.
"Yes, I must say it's also a surprise for me. I believe our last meeting was 11 years ago, on my 15th birthday in Mumbai. So what brings you here?"
"Oh, I'm accompanying my godson's daughter. We got tickets for the top box. It has some advantages, if you're related with the Minister of Magic."
Draco laughed at this.
"I understand what you mean. I got my ticket for the top box, just because my fiancé is the Captain of the English Quidditch National Team."
Sirius raised an eyebrow.
"You're engaged? I had no idea."
"Well, the official engagement party is tomorrow. Why don’t you come? My parents will be there. They specially come over from India just for this celebration."
"Sorry, but I can't. Tomorrow's going to be difficult day. First, Harry's daughter celebrates her 8th birthday. But unfortunately it's also the death day of his wife. She died shortly after her birth."
"I'm sorry to hear that. Maybe next time."
The blond young man took a quick glance at his watch.
"Well, I have to go. I need to speak to my fiancé before the game. See you later in the top box. Then we could speak further. See you!" he said.
"Okay, see you later!" Sirius replied and shook Draco's hand, before turning und and leaving into the opposite direction.
oOo
Meanwhile, Mione and Remus had found the tents, which belonged to the Weasleys. It wasn’t hard to look for a bunch of redheaded people, though. The young girl could see them, how they tried to set up the three tents, but finally succeeded and decided to draw their attention to herself.
"Grandma, we're here!" she shouted out loud and began to wave.
Immediately all redheads turned to her and smiled. The only redheaded woman held her arms open and Mione run to her. Embracing her granddaughter, she said:
"Oh, it's so good to see you. We were already wondering where you’ve been. But where's Sirius?"
"He had to do something, but he'll follow later. And where's Grandpa?" The young girl wanted to know.
"Oh, it's the same with him! You know how busy he has been to organize this World Cup!" Molly said.
Mione nodded understanding and turned to her uncles.
"Hello Uncle George, Uncle Fred, Uncle Charlie, Uncle Bill, Uncle Percy, Uncle Ron and Aunt Lavender! How are you?" she said and hugged each of them.
"And who do we have here? If that isn’t our favourite niece...!" the Weasley boys chorused and hugged her back, before ruffling her hair.
"I'm your only niece!" Mione suddenly squeaked and tried to get out of the pile of boys hugging her.
Finally she managed it and fled to her Aunt, hugging her, too. But she was especially careful with Lavender, who was already five months far in her pregnancy.
"And how's the baby?" she asked.
"It's fine, Mione. Come on, let's go to the others!" Lavender said smiling and led the young girl toward the tents, while Mione's Uncles greeted Remus.
They sat around the now burning camp fire, having a little barbecue for them all, and waited for Sirius, who turned up 15 minutes later.
"Where have you been?" Molly asked him, while passing him a glass of juice.
"Oh, I just met the son of my sister Narcissa, who lives in India with her family, and had a talk with him. After all, I haven’t seen them for eleven years now. When does the Game start anyway?" Sirius wanted.
Remus, who was sitting next to him and Mione, took a look at Mione's watch.
"A little bit more than an hour. We still have some time left! So why don’t we continue our little barbeque in the meantime?"
Everyone agreed and so they continued.
oOo
On the other side of the Camping place, near the Stadium, Draco tried to find the rooms of the National Team. He had no problem with just going in there, knowing that the Team would have changed into their official Quidditch robes by now. Going further, he soon heard some laughter and a well-known voice, who was giving some last instructions before the game.
Hiding next to the entrance, Draco listened to them.
Inside the room, the seven members of the English Quidditch national team, three men and four women wearing their red and white Quidditch uniform, considering of red robes with white trousers, were spending the last minutes before the game. The six of them listened to the last words, which her Captain, a young woman with long reddish brown hair and hazel eyes, had to say.
"Okay, Ladies and Gents, this is the moment, we've been waiting for. We have spent months with hard training and discussing strategies. But thanks to our Anjali here..." she pointed at the Indian Woman to her right. "...we know all strategies and tactics of the opposite team and that’s why we're prepared for all possible cases.
Kyle, Jonah, Aiko, Akiko, Anjali and Ling, I certainly don’t have to tell what your job is or else you wouldn’t be here. I just want you to give your very best. Since this is my last season, I want it to have a memorable ending! I hope you can understand this!" she said.
"Of course, Hermione! Don’t worry, the three of us and the boys agree completely with you! We already had the best season ever since we got on this team and there's no way we're going to lose this World cup!" Anjali replied.
Hermione smiled. This team was really worthy of the World Cup.
Draco had listened to their conversation and decided to join in. He took a step forwards and knocked at the open door. Immediately, all heads turned to him.
"Can I help you? Are you looking for something or someone?" Hermione asked.
Draco gave her a friendly smile.
"Well, I'm looking for a Hermione Lilia Granger! Have you seen her?" he asked.
Hermione's eyebrow suddenly began to twitch strangely in the same way her corners of the mouth did. As if she really had to try to resist the urge to laugh out loud.
"Well, you've found me, Draco Lucien Malfoy!" she finally replied.
"Really? That’s great! Can I come in?" he answered, clapping his hands hopefully together.
Hermione thought this over.
"I don’t know. We're really busy right now!" she said.
"Aw, come on. Just let your poor boyfriend in!" Anjali said.
The Quidditch Captain finally sighed.
"Okay. Why not!"
Draco broke out into a huge grin and came in, giving Hermione a kiss on the cheek.
"Thanks, darling! I'm just here to see you a last time before the game starts and wish you all good luck. Just win this game! Oh and I have a surprise for you all after the match!" he said.
Aiko, Akiko and Anjali giggled at this.
"Oh, that’s so cute of you, Draco! We love surprises!" they squealed, while Hermione and the male part of team rolled their eyes.
"And what kind of surprise is this?" Hermione asked sceptically.
"It’s a gift for all of you!" the blond young man said to her.
"Another gift? That's really not necessary. You already gave us the seven Light Speed's as a gift! And that was a very generous one if I might say."
"I know. But this one is from my mother! You will see later. And believe me, you'll love it!"
Hermione sighed again, but then she gave him a hearty smile. It was one of Draco's ways to say how much he liked and supported her.
"Okay, in this case I think we can wait until later!" she replied.
Just then all of them heard someone clearing his throat. The Quidditch team and turned their heads anew, just to have their eyes widened.
At the door stood a blond, ethereal beauty in a light white dress, which made all males, including Draco, in the room drool.
To be continued....
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Sorry for the late update, but I couldn’t really concentrate on this Fic, but I'm still worried since my dad suddenly collapsed two weeks ago and is lying now at the hospital after a brain surgery. I try to update as soon as possible, but please understand if my mind is on other things now.
Now to my reviewers:
harry <3's Hermione, Slytherinfairy, harryhermione4ever: Yes, I was inspired by Kuch kuch Hot Hai. It just happened to be my favourite Bollywood Movie, aside from Lagaan.
Book Lover07: Ginny named her daughter after hers and Harry's best friend at school. You'll see later in the story.
Thank you for your reviews!
^^ Terrenis-chan