The Agenda Chapter 1 - Waking the teeth

Warning: DH spoilers

Disclaimer: Only the plot is mine

Summary: The meeting is over and the schedule is sorted out. Harry, Ginny and Teddy. What could go wrong? Harry and Ginny take on the new adventure of taking care of Teddy on several occasions throughout the years. Follow them on the journey.

Its a sequel to: The meeting of utmost imporatnce. But it can be read alone.

"Ginny!" shouted Harry jumping from foot to foot in excitement.

"Mmm..."

It was the only reply that was heard as the requested one attempted to bury herself further into the numerous bed sheets and duvets.

"Ginny!"

The whining buzzing sound that had roused her for a second continued. This time she refused to respond. It was obvious; if she did not answer then she wasn't awake. If she wasn't awake she could remain curled up and warm.

"Ginny!"

A new battle plan was needed. As softly as he could, Harry tiptoed into the master bedroom. He was so cautious that upon seeing his reflection in the mirror, that completed the dressing table opposite the bed, he lunged to the ground and was forced to crawl. It seemed perhaps a little too dramatic, but in Harry's mind, it was essential for success. So there was the famous Harry Potter, the chosen one, the boy-who-lived not just once but twice, creeping through his own bedroom on his hands and knees. Maybe a bit too extreme – a tad bit more than necessary.

Now, carefully balanced on his two feet again, Harry looked down at his wife who was in a peaceful slumber it was a shame to disturb here. Oh well, it was for the greater good. Without another moment's thought, Harry latched onto the corner of the blankets and duvet, and with as much force as he could muster; he pulled them straight off the bed and his unsuspecting wife who was now gently snoring.

Feeling the abrupt whoosh of cool air hit her suddenly and flow into her personal bubble, Ginerva Potter sprung up startled, and let me warn you she did not look happy.

"Gin, it's time to get up, err... we need to be ready soon..."

Harry stumbled on his words, and nervously swallowed the rest of his sentence, as he watched his other half face him and wipe away the remnants of sleep. Groggily and somewhat disorientated, Ginny turned her head quickly towards her alarm clock. 6.42AM. She blinked twice. The third time she looked, it faithfully gave her the same glowing red digits. She had been rudely awoken at 6.42 on a Saturday morning. Not only that but it was over three hours too early and she desperately wanted to let her body rest. They didn't need to be ready until at least ten. What had possessed Harry to wake her up?

"Harry..."

She slowly rotated herself back so that she could see her husband, letting him see the murderous glint in her eyes. Now, seeing his mistake, he very carefully edged himself towards the door.

"You do realise that we're not expecting Andromeda till mid-morning don't you?"

Her voice was smothered in honey which was sickeningly sweet. She determinedly made her way towards the retreating Potter, not caring if she trampled across the clean blankets.

"You should also realise that you've woken me up at the ungodly hour of half six."

"Well actually Gin, it's almost seven."

That had to be the final error. He had still not learnt not to madden an angry red-head and a Weasley at that. Brandishing her wand, she prepared to set the jelly legs hex at him. Alas, fate was certainly not on her side and seemed to prefer her husband: at the last second and imminent ringing interrupted Ginny's revenge. Harry risked a sneaky glance at the mantel piece.

"We're not expecting guests are we?"

Now, more confused and conscious of her attire, she tightened her maroon dressing gown, concealing the pale green tank top that matched her sweats.

"I was trying to warn you" Harry added both reluctantly and truthfully. After all honesty was the best policy and he wanted to stay in Ginny's good book.

"Andromeda's going to visit some of Ted's family today – a bit of short notice – and she asked if she could pop round a little earlier."

Astounded Ginny cried: "But she's a witch!" as if it was the answer to all her problems

"I'm sure she knows that love." Harry couldn't help but chuckle at this.

"No, what I mean is she could be anywhere she wanted within moments, seconds even milliseconds, why doesn't she just apparate?"

"Honey..err...Ginny" Harry broke off at the glare he received, it seemed Ginny had missed the first term of endearment but had noticed this one, "She's visiting his muggle family."

"So? Couldn't she apparate and then say she took the train?"

"That's probably much easier, but she's keeping clear of that – she could make a number of slip-ups. She's driving instead."

"A car?"

"No, a helicopter. Of course it's a car." Sarcasm was a new trait that they shared.

"I didn't know she could drive."

"Well apparently she can. I think Ted's car is still in their garage."

"Makes sense."

"Anyway, do you mind if I opened the floo?"

"Go for it, I'm going to make myself a coffee."

Ever since the couple had moved in together, the first thing that they had agreed on was maintain their safety and security. It would be pointless to have survived the war if someone could kill them in their sleep. So with the aid of Hermione Granger, their mutual best friend, they set up the safe floo system. It was more than often compared to a doorbell on a mobile phone. When anybody wanted to enter the residence, they would floo in through the usual manner. However, on the receiving end two things would happen: firstly the a doorbell would ring signalling the incoming person and secondly their name would appear in gold lettering upon the red plaque above the fireplace. It was a caller-ID in Gryffindor colours. It was exactly what they needed.

Pressing the small yellow 'Y' in the top right hand corner of the plaque, Harry allowed entrance to Andromeda and Teddy Tonks.

Little baby Teddy cooed and gurgled as soon as he caught sight of his godfather and all the interesting colours of the new surroundings. This was the first time that the godparents were looking after their godson on their own ground. The squirming infant growled in protest as he remained firmly in his grandmother's grasp. Ginny re-entered the living room, just in time to see the young child reach out for Harry who happily opened his arms to welcome Teddy and to see Andromeda hand over the bag which had been slung over her shoulder.

"Harry, there are some clean bottles, baby food, nappies, wipes, cream, powder and a few toys."

Taking the baby bag, Harry decided to re-create the image of the doting parent and so shifted Teddy to his hip while the green and blue bag rested on his shoulder. Ginny resisted the urge to giggle and to run and get the camera. She knew the moment would soon be lost so she might as well imprint it into her memory. She was of course right. Teddy who was evidently not in a good mood with the bag gave it a small but violent push, thus causing the precariously balanced undesirable to crash onto the wooden floor with a thud.

"He's in huff because his first tooth started appearing yesterday." Andromeda gave as an explanation.

In demonstration, the turquoise haired metamorphous opened his mouth, thus revealing a small white crown of his front tooth which was cutting from beneath the gum.

"Don't worry Andromeda; I'm sure we can handle little Mr. Trouble can't we?"

Instead of the usual enthusiastic nodding which Teddy was now accustomed to do, a grumbled growl was emitted. Harry, taken aback by the noise, openly stared at his godson.

"We'll be fine Dromeda, I'll keep them both in line."

Ginny had thought it wise to move the attention away from her gaping husband.

"If you need anything just give me a call."

Wearily, Andromeda looked back at the trio, not one hundred percent sure if she should leave them. Besides a teething nine month old child was not easy to please especially if he took after her Dora.

So here's the first Chapter. I hope you all enjoyed it. There maybe a few errors so i'm sorry. Is it good or bad? Please review, i always appreciate the comments which i receive.

Chapter 2: Actually looking after the teething Teddy who is definately not happy.