(A charmed journal that Zinnia keeps by her bedside. It is not spelled against intruders.)

25 June 1894

My darling,

Now that your arrival is imminent, I've decided to keep a journal for you, my sweet Emery—to capture our days together, the quiet moments and the cherished ones, so that one day, you may look back and see how deeply you were loved. Our days may not always be grand or full of adventure, but there is beauty in the ordinary. Not every day needs to be extraordinary to be worth remembering.

I love you now and I will love you forever.

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4 July 1894 - Three days after Emery's birth

My Dearest Emery,

It is difficult to describe the amount of love my heart already has for you. You arrived a little earlier than we expected, just by a week or so, although I will always be thankful that I got to hold you when I did. From the moment I held you in my arms, my entire world came into focus. Your tiny fingers wrapped around mine, your gentle breaths, and your innocent eyes have filled me with an unshakable resolve to protect you, nurture you and give you the world. The class you were born into is just your starting point, my darling Emery. You are going to live a wonderful, happy life, I can feel it.

You will stumble and make mistakes, but there is nothing in this world you can do to make me love you any less. As you grow, I want you to know that you are cherished beyond measure, and I am certain that includes everyone in our family – you have a lot of aunts, and I suspect you will have many cousins that you will grow up beside. We all love each other dearly, and I can only hope you will look at life with fondness as each day passes.

Always remember, my sweet child, that you are loved and you are wanted. I love you with every fiber of my being.

With all my love,

Your mama

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8 July 1894

To remember how little you once you, and how far you’ve come. How much you’ve grown.

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30 August 1894

My Darling Emery,

Today we ventured out of the house to visit your papa at work, and he was incredibly excited to see us. (I believe you more so than me, but that’s only because you darling, have captured both of our hearts.) Of course everyone cooed over you, how could they not when you are so tiny and precious? But it was your papa you were the most excited to see, offering him your very first smile. I will admit I am a tad bit jealous, but I understand why.

Your papa is an amazing, hardworking man who would hang the stars and the moon for you every night if they were to ever disappear if he thought it would make you happy. He is wrapped around your finger, just as I am, little girl. I hope you smile at him like that every day, because it shows me that you are happy. That is all I hope for you, Emery, is that you live a happy life.

With all my love,

Your mama

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12 September 1894

Two months have passed since you came into our lives, and I never knew how much I could love one person. Every little smile, tiny little yawn (you fight every nap) and every little thing you do fills me with so much love and wonder. I can’t believe it’s been two months.

You are so small right now, but I cannot wait to watch you grow, hear your first giggles and to hold your hand as you take your first steps. I have a feeling your first words will be papa, only because you are his whole world too. You love when he kisses you. He says its because you like the feel of his whiskers on your face.

My favorite moments of the day are when I get to hold you close and feel your tiny heart beating against mine. I love you so much, Emery Evangeline, now and forever.

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12 October 1894

Today we ventured out to the EAST RIDGE FARM HARVEST CELEBRATION, and you loved all the sights and sounds. Of course you're too little to really partake (maybe next year we'll try the pony ride), but the Plunketts are like family so of course we couldn't miss it. You'll see that being a Potts, even if by blood rather than name, means a lot of people will love you. I hope that you feel love and supported by everyone in your life because they do love you.

We made some pine cone poppets and posies, and of course I enchanted them to dance for you, and you giggled so much. My darling Emery, please always find the joy in the little things.

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24 Dec 1894

There’s a magic in the air that not even the cleverest of spells can quite replicate. It dances in the twinkle of the lights and lingers in the scent of pine and cinnamon that fills the house. It’s magical to see Christmas through your eyes, watching as you soak in the lights and the joy of everything around you. I wish that we could have had a white Christmas so you could spend time playing in the snow, but it’s okay, because you’ll have a lifetime for that to happen. Christmas is always magical, at least for me.

See, the holiday is a spell all on its own. Its effects are gathering loved ones together (your aunts and grandparents constantly coo over you) and creating memories of unspoken joy that you’ll look back on with fondness. Your cousins are experiencing the same kind of first Christmas magic. Your daddy and I are going to start some traditions that we’ll do with you every year, and one day, hopefully, you’ll do with your own children.

This year I’m pretty sure no gift will compare to the ornament your daddy enchanted to play your favorite lullaby tonight. Your smile is brighter than any candle burning, and I'm pretty sure he'll continue to enchant things as long as you look at him like that.

MyOur love for you is as endless and unyielding as the starlit sky above. Merry Christmas, my darling.

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20 January 1895

My Darling Emery,

You may be too little to really understand my words now, but I want you to have them for the days when you’re old enough to read them; who knows, maybe you'll take them to Hogwarts and read them when you're lonely or homesick. (Although I don't think you'll ever be lonely, with so many cousins.)

From the moment I first held you, I knew my heart would never be the same. You are a tiny bundle of wonder and I love seeing your eyes fill with wonder as you explore the world around you. Each little coo, each soft sigh, each sleepy stretch reminds me of the beauty in simple, fleeting moments. You are my light, my joy, and my greatest blessing.

Sleep sweetly tonight, my precious Emery. You are more loved than words can ever say.

Forever and always,
Mama

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27 Feb 1895

My sweet Emery,

Today we celebrated your dad's birthday. Although you're still so small, you somehow made it much more special than before. You spent the morning in his arms, your tiny little fingers holding his, giggling every time he made a silly face at you. You babbled away too, as if you had a very important speech to give, although I knew it was the best way your father could start his morning. I think you're going to have a career where you talk a lot; perhaps a reporter, or even a professor.

When we brought out the cake (made by your aunt and uncle, of course), you were absolutely enchanted by the flickering candle. You reached for it with both hands, determined to grab it, and let out the sweetest squeal when you dad pulled you away from it. You'll have your own candle to blow out soon enough, in just a few short months.

Stop growing up so fast.

Yours always,
Mama

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5 March 1895

My Sweet Daughter,

The mornings are still crisp, but there is a softness in the air that whispers that spring is coming. Today we explored the garden that your father painstakingly weeded and created for me when we first moved into this house, and we saw a brave little larkspur pushing up through the frost-bitten ground. That is your birth flower. It is purple and beautiful, strong and unbreakable, just how I hope you will be.

I am excited for you to see your very first spring, where the world is full of color again. There will be so many new things for you to see.

Always,
Your Mama

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17 March 1895

Today we found a four leaf clover, so I decided to press it for you. I hope it brings you all the luck in the world, darling.

You will always be our little blessing.

Love always,

Your mama

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20 March 1895

The first day of spring is today. The flowers in our garden aren't blooming just yet, but they will soon. I drew a picture of what our garden will look like, color wise at least. They are our birth flowers. October for myself, July for you, Emery, and February for your father. We will always be a family.

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1 April 1895

My Sweet Emery,

You are nine months old already, and it's so hard to believe how much you've grown. I treasure every moment, every sleepy sigh, every curious glance you give the world. You certainly want to explore the world. I am excited to share the spring colors with you - you spend a lot of time in the garden with me, but then again you are half Potts, so of course flowers will call to you.

Maybe I’ll teach you and your daddy about flowers together. Doesn’t that sound fun?

With all my heart,
Mama

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16 April 1895

My Darling Daughter,

The world is changing so quickly for you, and I can’t help but marvel at every little milestone. You’re starting to crawl, and sometimes you are not where I left you when I turn my back for one second. Good thing magic can stop you from finding things that can harm you, although you don't seem to like the barrier I put you in.

You reach for everything and anything that catches your eye, and I have to keep my hair tied back so you won't pull it all out. You’ve started babbling more, and I’m so curious about what you’re thinking. I can't wait for you to be able to speak although selfishly I want you to stay this little forever.

I love you, darling.

With all the love in the world,
Mama

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30 April 1895

Emery,

Spring suit you. You are as bright as the flowers in our garden swaying in the breeze, as full of life as the bird flitting between the trees when we go visit Padmore Park. It seems like every single day you are discovering something new - you love to touch flower petals every chance you get (which I know makes your grandmother happy because she runs a florist shop), although I'm not sure if you have a favorite yet. I have a feeling it will be something colorful, like pansies.

These moments are fleeting, but my love for you is forever.

Always yours,
Mama

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