(A/N) Hey everyone! This is a Fanfiction with much swearing and dirty talk, therefore its rated M. There are mentions of abuse and possible Angst and stuff. There will also be slash in the later chapters. But I don't do lemon, I kind of fail at that.
Furthermore, The Harry Potter books and thus everything associated with Harry Potter Universe belong to one brilliant woman whose parents called Joanne Rowling.
Review please, because I'm a newbie and I want to get better! Let the story begin!
A group of men walk carefully towards an old house. An aura of darkness and danger surrounds the house but that doesn't seem to scare the men. In fact, it makes them more determined to go through the house. They have strange clothes but they don't seem to notice. The man that walks in the front turns around.
"Alright men, I want this done quickly and easy. If the culprit uses dark curses and only then you may go over into code 9."
"Really now?" The man in the back says sarcastically. "You should've said something about that earlier."
"Yeah, like during the training." Another man says. "Oh wait, you did! Like a million times, perhaps?"
"Very funny. Focus men!" The first snaps and then they walk towards the door. Two men knock – the first man and the one who was in the very back, saying sarcastic lines. The other men start walking around the house and prepare themselves to attack.
"Hello?" A woman opens the door.
"Hello ma'am." The first man says. "My name is Auror Potter. We've had disturbing tips on your husband. May we come inside?" He asks.
"But of course you may." The woman mutters and they enter the house. "May I ask what kind of disturbing tips?"
"We've heard that a young lady in here was abused by your husband and that your husband is still a loyal servant of Lord Voldemort. Also that he is smuggling dark objects and is finding a way to get away from paying the taxes." Auror Potter tells her.
"Really now?" The woman asks. "Well, do you think you can get him away?" She whispers.
"Especially if we have someone testimony on the whole thing." Auror Potter says. "Without it, it'll be harder but manageable."
"You have my testimony. Take him in. He's dangerous." The woman says. "But in exchange... I want you to promise to take care of my daughter."
"How so?" Auror Potter frowns.
"She's a werewolf. Fenrir Greyback bit her when he was visiting us." The woman tells him and they walk inside the living room.
"Are those bloody Aurors gone?" The man snaps.
"I'm afraid that we're still here, Mr. Vansittart." Auror Potter says calmly. "You are under arrest, Mr. Vansittart, for abusing your daughter, for being a Death Eater and for smuggling dark and illegal objects into the United Kingdom." Auror Potter says.
"You filthy bastard!" Mr. Vansittart shrieks and tries to attack Auror Potter, but the other Auror shields the two of them and Mrs. Vansittart. "How dare you come into my house? I swear...!"
"If you follow us without resistance, this will work for you in your trial. You've right on one fire-call, phone-call or letter. This will, though, be overseen by an Auror so you cannot escape. You may choose which Auror. You also have right to be silent because everything you say will be used against you. Auror Weasley, search Mr. Vansittart through. Auror Malfoy, search through the house if you please. Auror Williams, help Auror Malfoy." Auror Potter says. "Auror Jones, find my the daughter of the culprit. Auror Jenkins and Auror Davis, bring Mrs. Vansittart to the Ministry of Magic, where she can make her testimony. Auror Richardson, go to Gringotts and inform them that we need all information they have on Geoffrey Vansittart, born in 1953." Auror Potter says. "Auror Harley, Auror Thompson and Auror Lotus, help Auror Weasley bring Mr. Vansittart to his awaiting cell." Auror Potter orders and the he turns to Auror Jones, who has a young and beautiful woman with him. She can't be much younger than him, but he's never seen her in Hogwarts... or he didn't notice.
"Auror Potter, this is Miss Vansittart." He nods.
"Go help Auror Malfoy and Auror Williams with searching through the house." Auror Potter says and then he turns to the female. "My name is..."
"Harry James Potter, Auror in charge today." The woman finishes. "I recognize you from school and I don't think anyone would forget you. Thank you." While she didn't say why, Auror Potter just smiles at her.
"Do you want to talk about what happened today? Do you have a place to stay?"
"Actually, I don't. I don't have any money either, so I can't go to the Leaky Cauldron." She starts muttering to herself. Auror Potter takes that moment to really look at her. She has auburn brown hair and golden eyes like Remus had. She is almost the same height as Auror Potter and she has very red lips and, if you look closely, some freckles around her nose.
"I shall ask Head Auror Robards if he knows a place for you to stay. Will you come with me?" He asks and as she takes his arm, they apparate away.
"Potter, I know it's a bit strange, but there is no other place for her. Until she has a job and a nice place to stay, she must stay with an Auror and I honestly doubt that the others would feel up to the case. She's , as you've pointed out, a werewolf. You know more than anyone of our Aurors how to act around werewolves. You are single so your girlfriend or wife won't be angry with having another female come into your home. Also, she knows you and everyone trusts the high and mighty Harry Potter. Do you have any other complains?" Head Auror Robards asks.
"I don't want to do it. Remember what happened to Auror Montague? He took in someone as an Auror and he almost got fired because he married her!" Harry protests, angrily. Head Auror Robards raises an eyebrow.
"So, you're attracted to her?" He asks, amused. Harry turns a little bit pale.
"She's easy to look at, you must admit that." Harry mutters under his breath, making the older man laugh.
"Harry, we've changed the laws because the Wizarding World needs a 'baby-boom' as you've put it. So go ahead and fall in love with the girl, I don't particularly care. You promised her mother you would take care of her, remember?" Robards hears something that sounds suspiciously like 'but I bet she doesn't mean for me to shag the girl senseless if I get the chance' but he doesn't comment on it. "Now off you go, take the girl with you if she feels up to it." With one final wave, Harry turns to the door and walks out to the girl, whose first name he doesn't even know. Oh joy!
"So, what's the end result?" She asks.
"Eh, the Head Auror decided that an Auror should take you in." Harry says.
"Who?" She frowns, not approving that idea obviously.
"Well, the only one single and with knowledge on werewolves so he doesn't freak out too much would be me." Harry says. She looks at him a few seconds, calculating. Then, she sighs and extends a hand which Harry takes.
"Latanya Ellyn Vansittart, lovely to meet you."
"Harry James Potter, likewise." They shake their hands and walk towards the floo.
"I must confess I'm quite shocked. I thought you and Ginny Weasley would work out...?" She asks, frowning at him.
"You were in her year?" Harry asks her.
"Yes, I was sorted into Gryffindor and in her year. I was born at 2 September." She mutters. "Stupid rules." Harry laughs.
"Well, let's just say that Ginny was too star struck for me." Harry shrugs. "And she couldn't keep up with my dreams."
"Such as, if I may ask?"
"Travelling the world, being an Auror, having a real big bunch of kids." Harry smiles to himself. "I've always wanted a family. Other than Teddy, I don't have any kids to look after. I want that to change, but then again, with the right wife." Harry says.
"That's not a bad dream." Latanya says.
"Do you have a dream?" Harry asks.
"Of course I do, everyone does. I want to be cared for like a princess." She smiles to him. "And I always wanted kids, but... with the lycanthrope gen... I don't think I could ever..."
"Latest research has proven that lycanthrope can be controlled to not pass on to the children of the lycanthrope parent." Harry tells her.
"Who told you that? I thought it was a rumour?"
"Well, two of my best friends figured out how to do this, so I sort of trust them." Harry laughs. "Luna and Neville Longbottom."
"My Merlin, I didn't even know those two married. I missed out a bit, didn't I?"
"Quite a bit, yes. Did you know that Hermione and Ron are married?"
"Of course I did, even my father couldn't keep that news from me. I mean, everyone spoke about it, remember? Those who didn't know him about how great it was for Harry Potter's best friends and those who did know them... let's just say they were all very relieved that those two finally got together!" She giggles and then they enter the floo.
Latanya Ellyn Vansittart and Harry James Potter hit of splendidly. After one year of living together, Harry popped her the question and now the two are married and Latanya is very pregnant. As in, eight months and three weeks. It could happen any moment now and Harry is really excited and nervous. However, today they're going to Daphne Greengrass' party, something they were all invited to.
"Hello Miss Greengrass." Harry smiles at her. "What a lovely party you're giving."
"Thank you, Mr. Potter. I see you and your wife have made it? I thought that with the timing..."
"You'd rather we be gone, Daphne?" Latanya teases.
"Of course not! There is no party like a Harry Potter-Party!" Daphne giggles. "Oh, Harry, Latanya, would you mind going upstairs? I swear I saw Ronald and Hermione going up there and I don't want anything sticky and white remaining on my bed." She says, wrinkling her nose in disgust.
"We'll be off!" Harry laughs and he rushes upstairs, Latanya hot in his heels. There, they see Draco and Ginny Malfoy, snogging each other heatedly. "Auror Malfoy!" Harry snaps in his you-did-something-wrong-and-you-bet-I-figured-it-out-so-don't-act-all-innocent-because-you've-just-gotten-a-ticket-to-hell voice. Draco immediately jumps up, scared out of his mind. Auror Potter was a real sadist once he could punish you. He hated Muggles for giving Harry knowledge over running laps and push-ups and all that stuff.
"Potter!" Draco then snaps, getting that he isn't on duty and that Harry's messing with him.
"We have to find the Weasley-couple because Daphne doesn't want anything white or sticky on her bed." Latanya interrupts and with a giggling Ginny they walk on, trying to find the others.
"What are you two doing here?" Ginny suddenly asks, turning to a couple that seemed as if they've just shagged the brains out of the other person. Luna and Neville look at the other glumly. "Well, come on, we need to find Hermione and Ron."
"Oh, they're busy the same way you two were." Latanya tells them.
"Are you sure we should interrupt them, then?" Draco asks, turning a bit green.
"Of course we should. Otherwise Daphne might strangle us." Harry says, shivering. "Besides, that's not the first time you've seen either of them nude. You were dating Hermione, remember?" One of those months in which Hermione and Ron had fights, Hermione had dated Draco Malfoy. Rough times, back then.
"Well, yes, but I don't particularly like seeing them naked together. Ronald in the showers, fine. Hermione is just really nice to look at, but I like Ginny better..." he adds as he sees Ginny's angry look. "But together? No thanks."
"Prude baby." Luna rolls her eyes. Luna had changed a lot since their school days. For the better or the worse, no one knew. Well, for Neville it was great. She was professional, serious but fun and... she was a sex animal, if her talks were anything to go by. "I think they're in here." When they enter, they don't see a baby nude couple. Instead, Hermione is busy with something strange looking and Ron is sitting a little bit irritated in a chair.
"What's going on in here?" Harry asks.
"Oh, Hermione found something magical and strange, she thought that she should try and repair it." Ron says, irritation ebbing through his voice.
"Ah, poor Ronnie wanted to have sex but Hermione didn't co-operate!" Luna smirks. "Let me have a look at that." Luna says and sits down next to Hermione. "It looks like some kind of mirror, but with runes."
"Lu dear, are you sure you have to work with that? You and I both know that runes are very difficult and rare and we don't know a lot about them... perhaps you should let the experts have a look at them." Neville tries but after a very dark glare, Neville backs of. "If she hurts herself, I swear we break up." Neville mutters darkly under his breath.
"You'd never do that, Nev." Harry shakes his head. "You like her too much."
"Damn." Neville sighs, making the others laugh. Latanya suddenly hears the floo being activated and goes over to the other room. There, she sees Andromeda and Teddy walking.
"Teddy-dear!" She laughs and picks up her favourite godson-in-law. Well, the only one too, but that didn't matter. "Andy, how great to see you. Teddy, how was school today?" She asks.
"Great!" Teddy smiles proud. It was his first year at primary school and he had a few accidents with his hair so the Obliviators were watching him closely. "I drew a picture today! It's of mummy and daddy and uncle Harry and auntie Lat and grandma and granddad and the red-family. And me. I am in the middle." Teddy shows the picture and Latanya feels her heard breaking, even if she's drawn as an oversize walrus. "Missus Angel said something about you being drawn fat but I told her I had to make plenty room for baby. As a big bro, I need to give the baby some space, right auntie?"
"Of course Teddy." Latanya smiles, hugging him.
"I'll be going downstairs so you can take Teddy with you." Andromeda smiles. "We'll see one another later on, alright?"
"Sure. We'll be down in a minute." Latanya promises and she walks with Teddy – who changed his hair to auburn brown – towards the others. "Guys, we have to go downstairs now, the party is waiting for us!" She tells them. Then, several things happen.
a) Teddy rushes over to the mirror, screaming 'shiny!'.
b) Her waters break.
c) Hermione reads up the runes.
Due to this, the mirror falls down on the ground and breaks into a million of pieces and a big light surrounds the others.
Groaning, everyone stands up and they look at one another.
"What happened?" Luna asks, frowning. Her voice suddenly sounds very high and odd. Latanya pants.
"Harry, Harry my waters broke!" She hisses towards him, making everyone look at her.
"Lat, you're.. you're young." Harry says. Everyone looks at one another.
"We all are." Hermione says. Teddy, on the other hand, seems the same age.
"What happened?" Luna repeats.
"I don't fucking care what fucking happened, I'm giving birth to a fucking baby whose timing is absolutely worse than its father's!" Latanya shrieks. Teddy looks at his auntie shocked.
"Your aunt is in a lot of pain because the baby wants to come. That's why she's acting a little different." Draco tells the baby. "Luna, you're the healer, we need to get Latanya towards St. Mungos. Or anywhere where she can give birth." He says, as Harry seems to be frozen.
"Quickly!" Neville adds. While Latanya leans on Harry, they exit the room... only to see that they are on the seventh floor in Hogwarts. Outside of the Room of Requirements.
"What happened?" Luna now says panicking.
"Here's my theory." Hermione says. "One of the runes said time. Because its broken, we can't go back home. I think that we've travelled back in time, to 1995, to be precise."
"To Um-bitch?" Latanya shrieks. "Not going to happen. What can we do?" She asks, almost breaking Harry's hand with her tight grip.
"We need to get you to the Hospital Wing." Hermione says. "And from there on, we need to defeat Voldemort. Then we finish our schooling. And after that, we lead our lives anew. This time, we safe all of them." She says determined.
"You've thought about this before?" Harry asks.
"Well, of course I have. We all have." Hermione mutters. Everyone agrees on that. War had changed them, perhaps for the better, but right now they wanted the ones who died back.
"Shit." Ginny says. "Fred's still alive!"
"So is Sirius!" Latanya smiles at Harry. "But each one of you won't be alive if you don't get me to the Hospital Wing!" She then screams and they rush over, Hermione lifting up Teddy in her arms.
