The Love Story of Harriet Potter and Tom Riddle

Chapter 97 - Moving On

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The sun shone brightly as Harriet breathed the fresh air of a sweet, new day while she walked through a dewy meadow.

Standing in the center of the field, she noticed a table with three people seated in its chairs.

Two red-headed women and one man with glasses, but who-

"Mum!" One of the women shouted.

Harriet blinked as she watched the stranger stand from her seat and rush towards her, "Oh, Mum! It's so good to have you with us! Come sit for a while, won't you? Please come and sit!"

Harriet looked on in shock while she let the stranger lead her to the only empty seat at that odd, little table.

"Hello, sweetheart." The second red-headed woman, noticeably older than the first, smiled.

"Hey, Harriet." The man nodded, his dark hair glistening in the sunlight, which reflected off his glasses.

As the younger woman sat down beside her, Harriet's eyes widened as she recognized the couple from the photographs she had been given in her early childhood.

"Mum?!......." She gasped, "Dad?!?......Is it really you?!"

"It is and we love you dearly, sweetheart." The older woman, Harriet's mother, smiled as she reached out and took her hand.

"We miss you more than we can say, but look how you've turned out! We're proud of you, love," Her father laughed.

"Sorry, Mum." The younger red-headed woman frowned, "I'm going to stay with them.....But I'll wait for you! And for Dad.....And my brothers, too!"

Harriet furrowed her brow as she looked closer at the girl.

She recognized the emerald eyes and red hair as traits inherited from the Potter's side, but the girl's bone structure clearly bore resemblance to ......Tom's.

"No....." Harriet shook her head as she realized she spoke to the child she had not yet met, "This.....This can't be right, I chose to leave......so that you could stay."

"Dad can't live without you." The red-headed girl frowned, "He needs you, Mum, he needs you worse than he needs me, I understand. Sorry! My brothers did call me to save you, so in a way, I suppose I did what they wanted!" She said with a hearty laugh.

"What has he done?" Harriet demanded as she glanced around, "Where am I? Where are we?! What has your father done?!"

"Don't be angry with him, please!" The red-headed girl frowned, "I'll be here waiting for you all! And I already have family..." The girl explained as she glanced at Harriet's parents before she looked at her again with a giggle.

Harriet frowned as she watched her parents take each other's hands as her daughter went on, "Grandmum's already named me.....'Euphemia'......I think Granddad likes it very much.....Anyway, when you see Dad again, you have to forgive him, alright? For me, Mum, you have to forgive him."

Harriet blinked but Euphemia frowned, "You have to forgive him, Mum...If you don't, he won't be able to-"

"-No...." Harriet frowned, "This can't be right.....None of this is right."

As that golden meadow began to fade, her parents and daughter started to vanish as well.

Before Harriet slipped back through dreamless layers of deep unconsciousness, her mother looked into her eyes, placed her hand on her face, and spoke loving words of gentle reassurance to soothe her aching soul.