Dumbledore's Daughter: Islay.

Trickling By As Life Does.

Once again, for the first time in not far off a year, the burrow came into view. Dumbledore and Minerva stood hand in hand but the limbs dropped as the sick feeling left the witch. "Side apparation is the devil's work." Her thick Scottish voice admitted as her legs stopped wobbling. "You insisted that we apparate together." Waving him off the woman began walking. Slowly the wizard then followed. "Slow down Minerva." Silence met him and so did a wooden door. His knuckles took no time in smashing into the wood. Rustles could be heard through the house as people walked through the halls. Eventually though the frame of the door shook as the pair were welcomed. The door was swung at amazing speed to show the happenings of the house. "Hello dears." The ginger welcomed sweetly and loving eyes met beady and sparkling ones. "Come in, come in." Her soothing hand came to rest on her stomach as the three walked into the kitchen and sat. "I suppose you are here for Islay." The witch questioned and there was clear fear and disappointment at losing her. "Indeed. I fear it is time she come live with her father." The ginger nodded and stood to her feet. The house slightly shook and birds flew from the trees surrounding the house as the woman bellowed. "Islay darling. Come here." Two gingers walked in almost instinctively and looked to the woman. "For once it isn't you two. Go get Islay." They rushed off as fast as their tiny legs could. As they headed in one direction though a small tottering child wobbled through from the lounge. "Hello little bean." Molly scooped the dollop up and began tickling her making laughter erupt from the infant. "I see you are pregnant again Molly." The ginger nodded and a small waddle was noticed as she walked into the kitchen again. "Should we talk in the living room?" Albus was taken up on his offer and they walked to the sofas.

The tiny girl was a weak walker and so stumbled and even fell when she tried to move faster than her little limbs could handle. "Well, I do say dear." The girl who had been playing snapped her head up and made eye contact with the bubbly ginger. "This man here is your daddy." The small girl glanced at the man almost judging him. She seemed to size him up. Soft silver shook in disagreement and then the little one walked to Molly. "Mummy." Her dictionary was limited but still the word was her own way of speaking. "Don't you start with me." The humour in Molly's voice was also paired with sorrow. "She is beautiful. Is she not?" The ginger nodded and started stroking the soft wisps of hair.

"She will not take well to being removed. I think it best that you just take her. I shall pack her bags as the kids say goodbye." The woman stood and lovingly placed a kiss on the girl's head before handing her over. Immediately the toddler began screaming and crying. Albus soldiered on and stood. As the children all hugged and kissed her the tiny arms would cling onto them in hopes of Albus putting her down. The twins seemed to not want her to leave either as they clung tightly. The sweetest was Ron as the pair had the smallest and thickest arms. Tears welled in their eyes as they lost their only sister. "Bye bye Lala." One of the twins muttered.

Molly had made it to the bottom of the steps with clothes that fit the child perfectly. "Thank you Molly." Albus hugged the ginger and so did the child. Freely falling tears met the child's head from the woman. "Goodbye Jelly Bean." Fat fingers lifted and pinched the pale cheeks. "Goodbye." Albus and Minerva spoke in sink as they left and the door closed behind them. Still the screaming child shook as she hoped to be free. The three all apparated together but as their feet touched solid ground again white liquid flew from the mouth of Islay. The outfit was covered and so was a portion of Albus'. The woman walked on and soon the reckless screaming returned and albus charged on. As they passed the transfiguration professor she cleaned them up and Dumbledore offered a 'thank you' in return.

The castle was quiet as students kept to their lessons or studied for the up and coming exams. That was until the old man walked up to the castle. The whole building seemed to shake as the screeching infant was carried. The noise stopped though as she fell into sobs. "What is happening?" Poppy had poked her head through the hallway from the bottom of the steps. "This small bean seemed to have been more attached than most." The woman nodded and headed back up to her infirmary hardly occupied by students.

When the office was met the small girl was taken into awe at the contents of the room. "Wow." The word was small and child like so it matched the baby nicely. Soon the small arms began moving for the floor in hopes of exploring. The old man let her go and watched as she took the surroundings in. The desk was quickly occupied as letters were replied to. Soon though the fabrics of his clothing were tugged on. Lifting her to his lap but she climbed up onto the desk and stood. Before he went to grab her he hesitated wondering what she was to do. Small fingers reached out and stroked the bird. Fawks rubbed his head against the chubby fingers that touched the feathers. Laughs left her as the bird reacted to her touch and the paintings all watched on in curiosity. A few odd comments were made of her being a strange child but they stopped as the bird flew around her and the laugh echoed loudly around the room.

The office was explored and everything touched if not pushed so Islay took to singing the few words she could say and also stomping her feet as she walked to try entertain herself. "Mummy?" This time it wasn't in song but question. The small girl stood to the right of Albus and her dainty fingers flat out in question. "What is it?" The pale eyes shone as she looked up at him and questioned again. "Let's go for a walk." Small fingers were grasped but then it was decided against as the girl was lifted and worn on his hip.

The halls were filled with students as their free time between dinner and curfew was spent in the halls. "Evening." The older man greeted as the students did the same. There were questions buzzing through their minds as to why the headmaster was with a child but with that old man they learnt to not question anything. "Hello Albus." Filius was lost in the crowd as they all towered over him and so before a response could be given the man was gone. The silver haired duo walked together against half the hall as they made it to the outside. Instantly the girl was placed on the ground and her small legs carried her all around the old man as he watched. Her shoes were soft and made little to no noise as the grass was trodden on.

The wind caused the silver to flow freely behind her and the flowing locks caused a shimmering reflection from the sun. The girl was so pale that she could glow when in the sun. "Islay don't run too fast." The small one was so busy that the words were lost and sure enough her little legs gave way resulting in her falling a little way down the hill. "Oh bean." The man walked slowly with his hands clasped just behind him. When the small girl came into view she wasn't crying but instead a Slytherin was talking to her. "Sorry Professor. She was crying so I showed her a magic trick." The brunette spoke and began walking again. "It is quite alright dear boy. I must say Mr Lewis that you have earned your house 15 points." His broad smile was kind as he wandered off back to find his friends. "Now then. What have we learnt little one?" The small legs carried her off again and Dumbledore was forced to watch in utter disbelief as she ran too fast again. "Got your hands full?" Charity came to stand to the man's right and watch on. "I certainly shall." The pair let their eyes follow her and slowly they walked discussing minor things until the girl was suddenly returning to them. Her pale eyes were heavy and her face a shade of pink. "Come on bean let us go." Islay was lifted and carried back to the castle. It was past curfew and so the baby was sure to be tired. "Go to bed." Her head was slowly drooping onto his shoulder but as soon as her head made contact she shot her head up again. After this repeating a few times she gave in and let the black surround her.