Daddy's Little Princess

Harry

Sententia

He was leisurely walking down Diagon Alley, he was navigating his way through the flow of people. Due to it being Easter Holidays the street was rather crowded. He walked into the little shop he visited almost every time he was at Diagon called Baby Witch.

He loved to shop for his little sister and she knew that. He was browsing through the racks, when he caught sight of red-golden hair on the other side of the shop. He took a step to the side so he could watch her better, just to train his spying skills, of course. The young woman was looking through the section one+, she was five foot six, a petite little thing, her long hair falling down to her waist, curling a bit at the end.

She decided on a small light yellow summer dress and made her way to the checkout. He followed her, hiding behind the racks, not making a sound. She nearly walked past him and he caught the smell of her perfume, a flowery smell with a light hint of strawberry.

He inhaled deeply and as she walked out he saw her bright brown eyes sparkle in the sunlight, he felt the rings on his necklace warm up just a bit.

He shook his head in denial, it couldn't be. This young woman most likely had a family, a small child, a loving husband. Even though she couldn't be older then eighteen, it was common in pure-blood families to marry young, especially these days, more and more couples married right out of school or even the minute they turned seventeen.

He walked back to the four+ section and after looking for a few more minutes picked up a t-shirt with a big snowy owl cartoon on it. His little sister was completely in love with Hedwig. He checked his watch and decided to pay and make his way out.

He was killing the time till he would meet his mother for a late lunch at Dominic's Maestro.

Slowly he wandered to the restaurant and took the one table, where he was able to see the whole room and the exit as well as the street outside.

He ordered a butterbeer and waited for his mum to arrive. She did so only five minutes later, looking as beautiful as ever. Being only thirty-eight she turned heads everywhere she went, he could only imagine the trouble his sister would cause among the students once she started school.

''Hello, Harry, I hope I'm not late.'' He kissed her cheek like he always did.

''Of course not.'' She smiled. ''Would you tell me if I where?'' She sat down and he did the same.

''What kind of gentlemen would that make me?'' He countered. ''An honest one.'' She shot back. They could do this for hours, shooting questions and arguments back and forth, something that made his father run for the hills screaming or in most cases apparating to Sirius, whining about being left out.

The waitress came and they ordered their meal.

''So how was your day so far?'' Lily asked, a little frown on her face. He exhaled slowly, she knew, she always did somehow.

''We fought, again.'' That was the reason for him being so early at Diagon Alley, his girlfriend Romilda had sent a letter asking for a date at Hogsmeade. He was confused, since he only had been home for the holidays for three days, but he went.

It took only a few minutes to realise why she had wanted to see him, they had just entered Madam Puddifoot's when he caught sight of Rita Skeeter and her photographer. He waited till they had finished their coffee, before dragging her out again, asking for an explanation. She denied everything, claiming she had no idea about them being there.

''What did you fight about this time?'' His mum asked concerned. He knew she never really liked her, she couldn't explain it to him, saying it was just a feeling. Whenever they had met, his mum was polite but formal, the perfect Lady Potter.

''She dragged me into Puddifoot's where Skeeter was already waiting.'' She scowled at that, something she didn't do often.

''You don't know if it was her that called them.'' She pointed out. ''Perhaps your right, but she was the only one who knew I would be there today, everyone else knew I would be home or working with Dad at the company.''

His mother was silent, waiting for him to talk.

''It just doesn't feel like it did in the beginning.'' He said playing with the rings on his necklace.

''Do you love her?'' Lily asked, watching him closely.

''Love? No, no its not love. I thought it could turn into love, I was ready for someone new after Joselle. She changed so much in the last few months, I feel like I don't know her anymore.''

''Well, it would be more prudent to end it then, won't it? You are clearly unhappy. You just have to look for the right one, I'm sure you will find her.''

''Why do I have to be the one to find her? Why can't she find me?''

''Because you are the man.'' Lily said cheekily.

''Sure? Maybe there was a mistake.''

She grinned at him. Now he knew he was in trouble. The waitress came over and brought their order.

''Well last time I changed your diaper, you definitely had male bits.'' The waitress nearly knocked the glass over. He groaned.

''Please, ignore my mother she is drunk.'' He said severely, the woman looked from one to the other, smiled pleasantly and left.

Lily giggled. ''She probably thinks we are crazy, but is too nice to say it.''

''Mum, we are crazy.'' He said dryly.

''Maybe, but better crazy then boring. You haven't told her about the rings, have you?'' She sipped on her gillywater. ''No, if I had it wouldn't work anymore. It's stupid, I shouldn't let rings rule my life.'' He circled the brim of the bottle with his index finger.

''You would never do that, it is a great honour the Delacours gifted you with. Veela magic is very pure and strong.''

He nodded and let his eyes roam the busy street, absently searching for danger.

''They grow colder every time I meet Romilda. Both do.'' He knew he had to end it, there was no love between them. Once he was back at school he would talk to her.

Enjoy!