And this always has to be said: Nothing belongs to me, everything is property of J.K Rowling.

Hi! This story ocurred to a friend and I. She wanted to do a fic and I wanted to do one too, so we made one together combining the two ideas and this came out, I hope you like it. For an introduction, an advance, just for you to know what's the fic about, it's kind of based on the serie "Life with Derek". I mean, we just took the general idea, we didn't copy the chapters of the serie, or anything like it. All of this are our ideas (the chapters).

Well, hope you enjoy and if you can, leave reviews, to know if you liked it or if it's something we need to change. Kisses :)

Dai – Flor :)

Chapter I:

Daddy's Secret.

Really, it was a rather hot day to go through the streets and not suffer the intense heat. Hermione had absolutely no idea why she decided to take a walk that day, when the suffocating heat provoked such discomfort, and especially sweat.

In part she thought that, it was a long time since she didn't leave the house, it would be good walk through the strees of the city for a while, and besides, she would give the last notes of the week to Kate, who needed them so much.

The brunette was alredy studying to be a Healer, a rather difficult and complex profession, but as she has never lost her intelligence skills and reponsablity, learning all of the subjects and listening to all of her teachers wasn't very complicated, but a little for her classmates that often beg her for help.

As she walk through the streets with a fast pace, she was trying to fade the heat a little by waving her hand. But the effort was in vain, because she was still sweating a lot.

There wasn't even a soul on the streets and she felt like a stupid for decide to go out just when everyone was at home next to a ventilator with max power.

She angrily tightened her teeths and sped up...the faster she walked, the quicker she would get home. The worst part it was that she couldn't use magic, because she was sure someone would pass next to her, o look through the building windows, or just the sellers, that share her exhausting, would be able to see her.

She hated the heat so much, the sweat that flooded her body, the desolation on the streets and above all...those uncomfotable heels she has no idea why she had put them on.

In an attempt to distract herself with a jewellery shop window, she stopped to see the multiples gold rings and the various models of silver lockets, it was a very beautiful store...and she had no doubt that it was a very expensive one too. Hermione regreted of not having enough money to buy some of those jewels.

The girl dared to look inside the shop, and found out that after all she wasn't that alone on the streets; a tall man was buying something in there because he was paying the seller. The woman that would have that gift must be very lucky, surely it was something beautiful.

She stopped to see the buyer once more and she got stiffed...it couldn't be. ¡It was her Dad! She espyed closer, through the glass door. There was no doubt, it was him.

¿For whom it was supossed to be that gift? Her mother had died two years ago in a car accident, and her dad had never considered to have a wife again (Something she enormously apreciated, se couldn't stand having a stepmother).

So, if there was no way that gift belongs to her mother, maybe it was a present for...¡Her! Hermione smiled like a fool. She was very confident that her Dad would want to give her a nice present for the way she was enduring her Healer career.

Not long ago, she had heard him say that he had a surprise she would discover in a few weeks...this must be it. The brunette jumped of joy as if she was a four year old girl on Christmas.

She heard her Dad greeting the seller and taking the bag with the package. Hermione hurried away from there: if it was a surprise she couldn't ruin it. She turned to stride out of there, but she lean wrong her heel and fell to the floor with a hard clash on her knee.

-Miss, are you alright?...- she heard her dad's voice behind her, and cursed under her breath.

-Yes, yes...don't worry...- she muttered trying to hide her face with the hair. But unsuccesfully her dad helped her up and in the moment she got up he could see her face clearly.

-¡Hermione!- he exclaimed happy, and in fact, the brunette thought he would get scared...as she would discover the surprise, in some way. That was kind of odd. -¡What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at home?

-Shouldn't you be at work?- Hermione answer back, just to make him uncomfortable on purpose, to let her know the truth right now. She really wished to know what he had bought her.

-Erm...yes. But I decided to come for a walk a few seconds, i did'n have so many patients, a lot of them cancel their appointments because of the heat...so I took advantage of that and came to take a walk and have some rest...-he respond. The brunette noticed that que started to become a little anxious and she grinned.

-I saw you coming out of that shop. Did you buy anything?- the girl interrogate, still smiling. The moment was about to come...

The father opened his mouth as if he was about to say something, but then closed it to open it again.

-No, i just wanted to look...

-Ah. Then what's that package you have there?- asked Hermione, putting him in serious trouble.

The man visibly swallowed.

-Well...I...I actually did bought something...But the point is...-stammered Hermione's Dad hiding his face with his hands.

The brunette couldn't take it anymore, and hugged her father stongly as she was smiling very happy.

-¡Don't be sorry, Dad! I know it all! I guessed it!- yelled Hermione joyfully.

-Really?- he asked bewildered, pulling softly the brunette away from him.

-¡Sure! I really apreciate it! It makes me happy!

-Bu—but...aren't you angry?

-¡No! Why would I be angry? Don't you think that because you hid it from me I was going to get furious, I think it was a great plan the one you had...I didn't know that about you...

-But...How did you found out?

-I guessed. I don't know why, but when I saw you in there with that seller...I noticed why you were buying that gift...and for who it was...I'm sorry I ruined the surprise...

-...I guess it was very evident, wasn't it?...-he said with a troubled voice.

The brunette smiled and nodded.

-¡I'm very happy you understood it sweetie! And that you like it! I was scared you wouldn't aproved it...- said Hermione's Dad with an evident relief on his face.

-¡Oh, Dad! I like surprises, I know I never act like I do...But they're fun. You don't have to be scared when you make me one. Thanks,really.- the brunette raised the hands in a way of asking for her present, to see it right know.

-What are you doing sweetie?- the man enquired unbelieving.

Hermione raised her eyebrows and looked at him, smiling eagerly.

- Alright, alright...I'll see it when you decide it. I think you'll have a right moment...-

-You're talking about this present, are you?

-¡Yes! We finally understand each other! – the girl anxiously squealed.

-Well, you don't have to wait to see it, you can take a look, Obviously.- said Hermione's Dad gladly. He opened the package himself and handed her a small red box.

The brunette understood that it must be a ring, she loved the rings of that store, so the one she was about to see it must be gorgeous. She opened the little box and touched a beautiful gold ring, full of pretty diamonds that glow. She loved it.

-¡Dad! It's beautiful, I love it...I mean...¡Adorable!- Hermione exclaimed on the edge of extreme emotion.

-You think? Don't you think it's too much...

-¡Dad! It's amazing! I assure you!

- And you think she would like it?...

Hermione was silent and looked at his father with her mouth open, and her eyes exaggerately open.

-...Who is she?...

-¡Hermione! She! The woman I'm going to get married with! Do you think she'll like it?- he asked with a smile of pure happiness.

-WHAT???!!!

The father got stranged of the reaction of her daughter, as two seconds ago she was dying of happiness and joy.

-Hermione, I'm talking about...

-What "woman you're going to get married with"? What are you talking about? I thought it was a gift for me!- said Hermione scowling at him. She felt her cheeks burn. How could it be possible that his own Dad hid that he had a woman to her, his daughter...his sky, his life, his love, his baby...HIS HERMIONE?????!!!!!!!!!

-Oh...no...- muttered the brunette's Dad rubbing his hand all over his face. The man was in the edge of madness.- Listen, honey...I thought you were telling me that...you knew about mi relation with this woman, and that you aproved it and you were happy. Not that you thought it was a gift for you.

-Why you didn't tell me anything?- Hermione had her arms crossed and by her expression she was waiting for very good answers.

-Because I thought the right moment was tonight...I swear, I was going to plann everything to tell you. I knew you wouldn't like the idea too much, so...I hid it for a while, because I was too coward...I was really scared of your reaction and I know I was dreadful. But, I swear...I was going to tell you. I swear...I'm regreted...

-Dad. I know I never showed any sign of liking the idea of you getting re-married. But I'm your daughter and I guess I should've been the first one to know...don't you think? I deserv you to tell me the truth...I'm not happy with this Dad...

-I know I was wrong and I'll give you all the time you need to consider forgive me...I really won't put pressure on you. But I just want to tell you that this is decided...I love this woman very much, and I get on well with her sons too...

-Plus she has sons?!- Hermione blew out even more angry -¡¡Dad!!

-What honey?! It has nothing wrong that I redo my life. Hermione I thought you would understand...

-Dad, you can do what you want with your life, I won't get in the way, but it would've been really nice if you've told me, you know?

-I know, and I'm regret...I swear I am. I was a bad father in that way, I'm sorry Hermione. I'm sorry, please forgive me...

The brunette lowered her sight and removed that bitter expression from her face. She couldn't believe yet that her own father had hidden her something so important like that. Even the woman's sons knew it and she didn't. She was the only one that hadn't found out anything.

-And you're getting married?- asked the brunette looking coldly at him.

-Erm...yes. We both agreed, so I came today to the store to buy the engagement ring. We're not going to do any party...just sign the paper of marriage and...just that. We don't want too many people to know, beside we don't want to celebrate with huge parties.

-I understand.

-And...something else...erm...-the father began to stammer and the girl understood that there was more secrets. She could barely tolerate it.

-What?! Is she a man? At this point nothing surprises me...-the girl said coarse.

-¡Hermione!- the man jump ofended for the first time- It's just that, once we get married, she and her family will come to live at home. So, wether you like it or not you'll have to behave and tolerate it.

-¡What?! Dad! No, that I won't tolerate it! I had enough alredy for you to put persons I don't know into my house!- Hermione cracked, wanting to hit his father.

-It's alredy decided, Hermione. So you better behave. I decided it that way, with the time you'll get used to it...

-¡No, Dad! I don't—

-¡I said it's decided!- her father protested half ofended of the childish behaviour of his daughter.

The brunette crossed her arms and kicked the floor with acumulated anger. She didn't feel the awful heat she felt before, know she just felt the anger coming out of her body.

-When I'm going to meet her?- the girl questioned with a bitter voice.

-In the civil registration, there's no time for you to do it earlier...

Hermione nodded seriously with her head. It was the same to her.

-What's her name?- the brunette for simple curiosity wanted to know.

-Molly...Molly Prewett.

The girl stayed stiffed for a minute believing to have an ugly premonition. She thought she was sweating a lot more than she did previously with all the heat.

-Is that...her single...last name?

-Yes, How do you know?- her Dad looked at her looking for an answer.

-¡And what's her married last name?!- asked the girl raising the voice and taking no notice on her dad's request.

-Wilson...

Hermione breathed in relief again.

-No, wait. I was wrong,- the man hurriedly corrected- Her married last name is Weasly...

The girl didn't know how to react:wether to scream, cry, faint, o die just right there...

END OF THE CHAPTER