Winning the Heart of An Almost Seven Year Old

Chapter 10: Complicated Problems

   Three months later, Ginny was lying on the couch in ’s study, asleep with her right hand over her stomach protectively.  She had a secret, but she knew she’d better keep it a secret for a while. Or at least until the need to tell the secret arrived at such an occasion.

   still hadn’t warmed up to , or at least to Ginny’s tastes.  Ginny now, had moved all her stuff, plus ’s, into ’s place, or rather mansion. Ginny had adapted to ’s big household in less than a week and had managed to get lost in it only less than five times.

“Mummy!” a voice shouted.

Ginny then jerked awake. She looked beside her to see .

“, please don’t shout,” Ginny said, groggily.

 “Ego amo tu,” said, smiling up at her mother.

{Latin to English: I love you}

Ginny was now wide-awake. That had been the first time that had ever said those words to her mother. Or at least when she really meant it and knew what it meant.

“Et mihi quoque,” said coming into the room.

{Translated: And me too}

went over to Ginny and sat next to her and took her hand. He knew her mind had to be on a scramble pace right now.

~*~

Ginny was shocked. It was the first time that her daughter had said that to her, and not to mention in another language too. And then with her husband saying the same thing, well almost but what’s the difference there?

“Ginny?” a voice said interrupting her thoughts.

Ginny felt ’s hand squeezing her’s as she came back to the planet earth. She looked down to see beaming with a smile that could reach the skies if it wanted, looking at her.

“Ego amo tu quoque, ,” Ginny said back, taking into her arms and giving her a kiss on the cheek and a hug.

~*~

automatically responded to this with reaching her arms around her mother’s neck. then pulled away from her mother and looked at her father.

looked into his eyes and said, “Moi amour vous pater.”

{French translation: I love you/ Latin translation: father}

then went into ’s lap, swinging her arms around his neck.

~*~

, surprised by his daughter’s actions, put his arms around her and said, “Ego amo tu quoque.”

“Do you accept me now?” asked.

had been dreading that little question in his mind, for who knows how long. Probably since the day she met him.

looked at him and said, “Ego amo tu pater.”

“Ego amo tu quoque, sed could tu loquor in tuum primus language please?” asked.

{Translation: I love you too, but could you speak in your first language please?}

“,” Ginny said softly. “That is her first language.”

“What? How could it be? Any child would begin to speak the language they hear the most of because they would be around it the most often. You’re telling me that my own daughter didn’t speak her first word as you and I would know it but as in another language? It doesn’t make sense Gin,” said.

“I know but that’s the way it happened. I used to speak Latin when I would visit one of my ancestors but that was when I was a little girl and I don’t know how or where she could have picked up on it,” Ginny said.

“But did you speak it while you were pregnant with her?” asked.

“No,” Ginny said.

“Gin, that just doesn’t make sense then,” said.

“I know but I don’t know how it happened either,” Ginny said.

“Um-hmm!” a voice said.

“Yes ,” said, giving his attention to his daughter.

“Maybe tu should ask mihi that,” said, speaking part their language and part her language.

(A/N: in case you haven’t figured out by now what, tu, and, mihi, mean… tu = you; mihi= me.  And if you’re wandering why I use more than one language in my story, well… to me, it makes it more interesting. : ^ )

“Ok, …. Why is Latin you’re first language?” Ginny asked.

“Mummy, isn’t it obvious already? I wouldn’t expect Daddy to know why right away but I expected my own mother to know why by now,” said.

“,” said.

“Sorry,” said. “Ok… you’ll know why when the time is right. And it won’t be me telling you why.”

With that, jumped off from ’s hold of her, and took off towards her room.