ONE: Welcome to Hogwarts

Nine

                   Harry's POV:
I ran into the darkened hospital. Only one bed had a student it it. Hagrid sat next to a girl. I looked down at the child. My worst fear had come to life. My daughter in a Hogwarts robe. "In going to let you two have a minute." Hagrid excused himself.
I sat in the other side of the bed. I smiled seeing a golden locket still around her neck. Still smiling, I fiddled with it in my hands. The lock was still shut tight. She never broke in. "My daughter." I smiled tears in my eyes.
The door burst open. I kept my eyes on her. "Harry James Potter! What have you done!?" Ron yelled as he and Hermione ran over.
"Harry. Is that her?" Hermione asked.
"Is that her! Of course it's her! Look at her! She looks bloody like him! No Weasley in there! She looks more like Harry than Harry does."
"Ron. Shh. You'll wake her."
"Wake her? She's bloody unconscious!"
"Ron." Hermione warned.
"Harry? Where's Ginny?"
"She uh-well-"
"She's not coming is she."
"I got the letter at work."
"And you didn't have the audacity to tell her that her dead daughter is alive and at Hogwarts!"
"She's probably asleep."
"She'll wake up for this." He said running out of the room.
"Harry. What aren't you telling us?"
I looked up at her.
"She was kidnapped and found dead. Yet here she is. Alive and magic. How?"