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His daughter, so polite, so formal. Had she ever been anything else? She'd been bright and cheerful at some point, surely? He had so much he regretted. How he hadn't been a father to her. How he barely knew her. And now she was seventeen, an adult. Was it too late? He hoped it wasn't...

Hearing the sound of his daughter's voice, Emery did not react instantly. Instead, he took one long sip of tea, before setting the cup down carefully on the table. Then, and only then, did he turn around to face his daughter, a gentle smile on his face. It was easy to tell where she got her...

Newspaper spread across the table, Emery Winters sipped on a hot cup of tea, his eyes closed, as he reposed in his chair, one leg crossed over the other, on a Saturday morning. Christmas had just been and gone, and now his beloved Antoinette, his daughter was here to stay with him. It felt so...

Exhausted, Emery strode out of the fireplace, glad to be home after a long day of work, although there was still plenty to do for the evening. It would be family time, however - time spent with his beloved granddaughter. A sad smile crept on to his face as he thought of this. Antoinette would be...

The next morning, Emery sat at the breakfast table, sipping on his tea, feeling heartbroken. He had heard Antoinette cry last night, although she wouldn't know that. He knew she'd been putting on a facade for him. Really, he knew her better than she knew. He, too, had fallen a little off the...

Emery sighed, wanting to just bury his face in his hands and cry. All his life, it seemed he had been losing people. His father, then his stepfather, his half-sister, his mother...then Ruby, stubborn Ruby, had run off to the other side of the world. Emery often caught himself wishing he'd been a...

Emery scowled as Antoinette entered the room, appearing oblivious to what was going on. He knew her tricks. He could see the look in her eyes. He even knew that the kisses on the cheeks were just a game, just pretending as though she didn't know what was going on, when clearly she did...

Emery reached the gates of Beauxbatons and, upon asking, was immediately shown to the Headmistress's office. He had made a decision - it was close to Christmas, and due to the family upheaval, he would bring Antoinette home early, and have her stay with him. Provided that was allowed, of course...

On a quiet evening in a small, neat and cozy house just outside of Glasgow, Emery Winters, British Minister of Magic, was extremely unhappy, to put it lightly. He was livid. He had just had a difficult and extremely busy day at work, only to come home to a phonecall that informed him that his...

Name: Emery Winters Age: 65 Relationship With Me: Grandfather, Protective Over You, Our History: I am your grandfather, and at first, I must admit, I was worried that you would be just like your mother - a headstrong, foolish Gryffindor. I am sorry I misjudged you, you are not like that at all...

The first letter was obviously a letter from Emery, the address and names of the recipients written in his elegant script (in bottle-green ink), and the stamp of Minister of Magic on the envelope. As much as Violet and Angus did not wish for their friends to know what exactly it was their...

Emery barely had a spare moment to himself, what with his job as Minister of Magic, but finally, he had found ten minutes in which he could relax. But Emery wasn't one to relax. He always had to be doing something. Which led him to pick up his quill, and scrawl a letter to his two grandchildren...

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