"It's Harry that he wants," Sirius begged. "Esmie can come and live with me, at Grimmauld Place. She'll be safe there!"

"You know how Lily and James would react to that," Albus Dumbledore replied, looking at Sirius knowingly.

"Just think of the possibilities," Sirius tried again.

"No." Dumbledore cut him off. "I'm only going to take her from her parents when needed. We need not to worry the Potters!"

<··One Month Later··>

"Now you see me," James said in a baby voice. "now you don't!" James slipped on the invisibility cloak. He disappeared. A 3 year old Esmie laughed along with her younger brother, Harry.

"Daddy," Esmie reached for where James was.

"Hmm?" The invisibility cloak fell off.

"What does Moldyvort want?"

"Ahh," James looked very uncomfortable. "Well, he's a very bad man, Esmie. He wants to come and, well, take Mommy and I away from you."

"But why?" Esmie whispered, feeling the invisibility cloak. It was as though someone weaved it out of water. It was extremely soft and light.

"We'll tell you when you're older." Lily said, entering the room.

"Oh." Esmie was disappointed. "But I-"

"Later, Esmeralda." Lily and James scolded in sync.

Baby Harry started to cry. Esmie heard the front door open. So did Lily. James was completely. oblivious.

"Now, Harry," James picked Harry up. "Don't cry. Papa will always be there for you, okay?"

"James," Lily said sharply. "I heard the door open."

James fell silent. "Can we still talk though?" He said, not able to keep his mouth shut for more than a minute.

Clunk. Clunk. Clunk.

"Why is it so quiet here?" A familiar voice announced, appearing in the doorway.

"Albus!" Lily sighed in relief. "We thought it was-"

"Voldemort." Dumbledore finished.

"Dumblydoooooooore!" Esmie trilled, running towards the professor and hugging his legs, for that was the only part she could reach.

"Hello, Esmie," Dumbledore said fondly.

"Not meaning to sound rude, but why are you here, Professor?" James pointed out. "I suppose this isn't a friendly visit."

"What?" Dumbledore asked, now on the floor, playing a game of cards with Esmie. "Oh, yes, my reason for coming..." He set the cards on the floor.

"No fair!" Esmie cried out. Dumbledore had all the good cards!

"Esmie!" Lily glared at her daughter. "Give Professor Dumbledore a chance to talk! Now, Albus..." Lily beamed at the professor. "Yes?" Lily asked eagerly. Maybe he had defeated You-Know-Who!

"I'm afraid you won't like this-" Dumbledore started. Lily's smile faded.

"I'm here to take Esmie away." Dumbledore finished. There was an uproar.

"What?" James blurted out.

"No!" Lily shouted, shielding Esmie from Dumbledore.

"Wahhhhhhhh!" Harry blubbered.

"Why?" Esmie pulled on Dumbledore's robes.

Dumbledore looked ashamed. "You'll know later."

"We need to know now." Lily said angrily.

"See?" Esmie explained. Now you know how I felt. I should say 'Later!'

"Where is she going, first of all?" James asked.