It was finally the summer holidays and Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry had at long last ended for another term. The Hogwarts express steamed into platform nine and three quarters and the students rushed out arms open expectantly for their parents, eyes wide and grinning wildly. Two silhouetted figures stood waiting at the platform; one held a small child and the other looked proud and exhilarated. With a glowing appearance to her face Ginny walked slowly along the platform looking for her two boys. Harry watched her worried but excited face with increased interest. He walked over to her and put a reassuring arm on her sleeve. Silent words were exchanged as he saw the worry in her eyes, and the strained smile on her face.

Two boys hung wearily at the doors of the Hogwarts express, the brothers stood looking onwards with mixed emotion. "Albus, they are going to kill us for what you did", said James staring harshly at his brother from their hidden post behind the trains door.

"You'll be in no trouble, you might as well go ahead", said Albus sighing and trying not to look smug.

"You've changed so much in the last year, and look stop smiling already you did nothing to be proud off!" James clipped his brother roughly round the back of the head and Albus muttered darkly to himself.

"Slytherin bloody suits you well now then, can't believe I'm related to you!" James pushed his brother aside as he leapt of the train and onto the platform as Albus watched him from the floor of the Hogwarts express, still smiling.

Back at Hogwarts Albus had been caught in the restricted section at midnight on more than one occasion. He had been disruptive in class and often spent too much time in study and not socializing with other students. He had been time difficult for a lot of the teachers and certainly the other houses, playing practical jokes in the other common rooms and tricking students into revealing passwords. His parents had received various letters by owl about this, they had been warned by the school to punish the boy for his behaviour and make sure he improves otherwise he would not be allowed back next term.

Ginny watched as her first child appeared, rather than the joyous look of a boy reunited with his mother she saw a broken angry look on his face. Harry took Lily from her as Ginny walked towards James arms held out expectantly. He pushed past his mother as walked towards his father brow furrowed as he shoved at him.

"Had to have three kids? Couldn't stick just the one? What did you do to him as a baby, bludgeon on the head straight out of the maternity ward? Think he was a ball or something and bounced him up and down? What did he inherit the evil gene or something this is bloody ridiculous for goodness sake, my brother just ruined my mother pumpkin son of a troll bogey life!" Harry turned pale and looked quite shocked at his son's attitude, especially after not seeing his parents for nearly a year he expected his son to be slightly more affectionate.

"Where's my hug?" asked Ginny as she stood beside Harry, hand on hips.

"Mother pumpkin son of a troll bogey? Swearing has changed a bit since I was your age…" Harry murmured shaking his head.

"Oh I'm sorry daddy I forgot you didn't ever leave the local library, life's just so exciting for you so mermaids stockingsly exciting!" James kicked his father hard in the shin and Harry shrieked.

"You little Twat! I thought Albus was turning into the black sheep of the family, your behaving like a five year old muggle with pig tails and a tutu," he rubbed his ankle and grimaced while his wife just looked bemused that no hug had greeted her yet.

"Dad nobody says words like twat, cool or uncorrupted democracy anymore that's so last decade!" James marched onwards towards his mother as he grabbed his little sister from his dad's reluctant arms. "Hey Lily, no offence by the way from what I said earlier", James stroked his sister on the head as she gurgled a reply.

"Goo", she said lovingly as drool slid down her cheek.

"I just really hate all of you", James remarked indifferently.