You can Let Go Now Daddy(B00K1 in the Daddy trilogy)

Chapter 21:Christmas Holidays

How fitting,lol.It is the most wonderful time of the year the end and the start of something new.We have come a long way,800 reads and this book is closing in on its final chapters.Hope you all like it-remember to show your support by voting on this chapter.Also ask me any questions and I will answer them!

Her feet shuffled on the stone floor. Her night gown was tightly fitted around her waist.

''Gran, tell me what is going on?''', she begged Professor McGonagall.

''Your father is ill, dear. '', she muttered under her breath. Her long grey hair was waving in the wind as the old professor practically ran.

She had pulled Hermione out of bed in the middle of the night. She was quietly hushed out of Gryffindor Tower.

They reached her father's quarters. Severus was sweating and gasping for air. Albus and Madam Pomfrey was next to his bedside.

''What is wrong with him?'', panicked Hermione.

'''Minerva, give me a teaspoon of dragon scale, Its in my suitcase. '', said Poppy ignoring Hermione's question.

Minerva moved to a small suitcase on the floor behind her and pulled out a green glass vase.

''Madam Pomfrey, answer me! What is wrong with him?'', she asked loudly.

''Miss Granger, please don't scream. I am trying to help your father. '', answered Madam Pomfrey.

Albus lifted Severus' one sleeve. He gasped. The faint markings of the dark mark was yellow in color. She gasped as she saw it.

''Is that what is making him so ill?'', she asked.

''I believe so, Miss Granger. The best we can do is give him a dreamless sleep potion and wait over the attack. '', Albus muttered.

''Wait, what attack?'', she asked

''The dark mark Voldemort created has a lot of side effect that can cause a nerve attack. Since he was vanquished by Mister Potter the dark mark has released fewer attacks but since your time at Hogwarts there has been an increase. However there are no long lasting effects it is best to prevent in-dream trauma by administering the dreamless sleep potion. ''

Hermione sighed and went to sit down on a nearby chair. It was moments later when her Father's form relaxed and she felt a pang of relief in her chest.

She went over to a nearby chair and took a seat. She momentarily closed her eyes but Minerva's voice pulled her back to reality, ''Go back to bed, Hermione. I'll come and get you once he is awake. You have a long day of traveling tomorrow. ''

She opened her mouth to protest but Minerva gave her a stern motherly look. She sighed. She had no other choice.

***

The Hogwarts express came to a screeching halt and Hermione leaped of the train with Ron, Harry and Ginny.

''I hope you can join us for Christmas, Hermione. '', suggested Ron. She wanted to scream the answer to him.

''Sorry, Ron, I can't. My parents has booked us a holiday in some lodge somewhere in Ireland. ''

''Well, that is a bugger. Send us an owl over then once you've arrived. '', he said as they walked through the barrier to the muggle world.

In the distant she could see Miss Weasley dressed in her normal travelling wear. She pulled Hermione into her famous bone crushing hug.

''Its such a pity you can't join us for Christmas, dear. Are your parents nearby?'', she asked motherly.

''Uhm, they are at a nearby Cafe. Waiting for me. I'll be fine from here. ''she assured Miss Weasley.

''Alright dear.All the best. See you soon''

She greeted them and walked back to the barrier. On the platform it was quiet and eerie. The train sat there. Still and quiet. Infront of the train stood a dark figure. She smiled when she recognised him.

''Ready?'', Her father asked.

She smiled, ''Yes. ''

He took something from the side of the train and she saw what it was-it was two broomsticks. She wanted to protest but he rejected it.

''You're safe. Don't worry nothing can go wrong. ''

As they flew she forgot what had happened the last past months. The wind combed her hair as the trees whisked past her. Soon London was nothing on the horizon behind her.

The clouds covered them and the miles felt like metres. She laughed as the birds flew past them.

Soon the large Scottish castle came into view. The three towers pointed to the sky as the clouds glided over them. They slowly landed in front of the castle on the short brittle grass.

They walked over to the doors of the castle as it opened. Draco and his parents stepped out.

''You must be Hermione. Nice to meet you. '', said Lucius monotonic.

''Thank you for having us,Mister. . . '', she replied.

''Call me Lucius. No need for calling me master or mister.'', he interjected, ''Oh yeah, pleasure is mine. ''