Harriet Potter and the Alpha in the Dungeon

Chapter 65 - Shopping

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Harriet and Severus assumed the rhythm all happily mated couples gradually fell into with their families.

Days came, days passed.

Weeks went by.

Although months evaporated into years, Harriet failed to conceive again.

At first, she and Severus grieved the unpleasant  fact their family could grow no larger but they both found a peaceful state of acceptance as they watched Maggie and Little Sev age.

Their two children taught them to delight in the privileged joys they had been granted.

Severus continued to serve as the Minister for Magic and even won the next election by a landslide again, with the majority of magical Britain thrilled by his leadership.

Disencan and Ingrid loyally stayed with the family.

Oddly enough, for the next nine years, no more strange letters arrived.

No other magical objects dysfunctioned.

The Deathly Hallows experienced no further interruptions in their usefulness.

Harriet and Severus stayed vigilant for any signs of approaching danger though it seemed as if Severus had silently vanquished his unidentified enemy.

Ingrid did not concern herself much with her grandson's struggles, Maggie remained her priority.

A sweet and kind girl, Maggie promised to be as beautiful as her mother.

Regardless, she remained confined to her chair.

Perhaps it had been the effects of the same dark magic that had taken her legs, but to Maggie's parents' dismay, her figure began to mature beyond her years as she entered adolescence.

The morning before her eleventh birthday, Maggie shopped in Hogsmeade with Ingrid and Harriet while Little Sev lingered behind with Severus.

"Mum, I don't think they'll have anything to fit me." Maggie frowned as Harriet escorted her down the street towards the next shop.

Ingrid walked silently beside them as Harriet replied, "Of course they will, sweetheart. Don't worry! We may just have to visit the adults' section, that's all. They make robes for all wizards and witches, not only for children."

"But I don't want to shop in the adults' section." Maggie sighed.

"Well, sweetheart, sometimes we have to do things we'd prefer not to do. It's alright, Rabbie and I are right here with you. We can even buy some new robes for us as well....Would that make you feel any better?" Harriet asked as she pushed Maggie down the street.

"Not particularly." Maggie sighed again.

Although she appreciated her parents giving her new clothes of her choosing for her birthday, Severus's daughter did not really enjoy public outings.

As they walked down the street, the trio attracted enough attention to last Maggie a lifetime.

Everyone stared at Harriet as they recognized the Minister's wife, the Chosen One, the hero of the wizarding world.......

People gawked at Ingrid automatically.

The ancient, towering, scarred witch was a spectacle to behold with her black eye, thick, intricately braided hair, and aged clothing from a time long gone.