"But wait. If parsaltounge is passed down through family, how did the red head learn it?How did I inherit it?"Emma asked as she cocked her head to the side.
Harry had started with the explanation of parsaltounge, not mentioning that she was a witch yet. " Ron learned parsaltounge after years of practice so we could communicate when we work on cases together. I have no idea as to how you could have become a parselmouth. Now, what else do you want to know?" Harry asked.
"Well, what were you talking about before. What's Slytherin?" Emma asked.
"Slytherin is one of the four houses at Hogwarts, the school where our children go. The houses, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Gryfindor, are named after the schools founder. I was teasing my daughter since I was in Gryfindor and Slytherin is our sworn ememy. It was just a jest," Ron said. Emma nodded.
"Now, who are you?" Ginny asked as she entered the room and sat down next to Harry. "Well, I don't really know. I was left in an orphange by my mother who was nineteen at the time. I don't know her name or anything. My Full name is Emma Jo Wilkins and I was borm on October 19, 1999," Emma said.
Hermione paled. "If you'll excuse me," She murmered before going outside to clear her head.
This was her daughter? She had never thought she would ever see Emma Wilkins, which was what she had changed her parents last name to to protect the from Voldemort..
She couldn't go back in there. She had a wonderful family now, and suddenly Emma showed up. If she had noticed sooner, she would never have brought the girl here.
Come to think of it, Emma did look like Rose, her and Ron's daughter. Did Ron notice? Or worse, did Harry notice?
Hermione now wondered why she never told Harry. Had it been because of what was going on? Or was it just because she wanted to forget about it?
"Are you okay?" Ron asked, stepping out of the house.
" I just got too warm. I'm fine now,"Hermione lied with a smile.
"Good, because Harry wants you too teach her magic."
"Me?' Hermione exclaimed. Oh no, this would never work..
"Well, I thought that since you are the smartest, and prettiest," Ron said, flattering her.
" If you insist," Hermione sighed defeated. But if she had refused, she knew that someone would have started asking questions.
Ron and Hermione walked back into the room, right as Harry said, "Hermione will teach all you need to know. You're a witch, Emma."
