Author's Note:

Well the thing is, I know that not many people will be interested in a time-travelling cliché but I have a perfectly good reason as to why I'm bothering with this story.

First of all, this is a sort of promise that I made to my 16-year old self. Back then I used to read a lot of time-travel stories and sadly I never found quite the right one. So, I would often imagine what my time-travel story would look like, I was so busy what with my GCSEs and then A-Levels that I never really got the time to write it, hence I resolved to write and complete it when I would finally be free enough to do so.

I wouldn't necessarily want to write a time-travel story at this stage of my life, 'cause frankly I'm over it now but then I reckon my 16-year old self wouldn't ever forgive me if I didn't fulfil my promise.

And so, here I am!

I feel or rather (always) felt that the purpose of these sort of time-travel stories is to give readers the feels and I've made sure to make this story appropriately emotional as well as realistic...wellll as realistic as a time travel story can be!

There is going to be a fair amount of cliché stuff in here but as the story progresses , it'll get better. So please just trust me and stick with me!

An Understandable Summary:

The Weasley grandchildren and Teddy end up in the past and not just anywhere but Hogwarts' Great Hall. As inevitable chaos ensues, how will the children handle the situation? And with the Slytherins tagged along, it sure is going to be an unforgettable and a rather unfathomable experience.

Lily's and Hugo's ages are a bit AU, but it suited the story better.

Disclaimer: The world of Harry Potter belongs to Jo.

Enjoy!

Chapter#1

Unexpected arrivals

23rd December 2020

The Christmas holidays had started and the Burrow was full of fuss, noise and ruckus. The Weasley and Potter children ran about the house, doing one thing or the other (destroying in James and Fred's case) and keeping true to the traditions and spirits of a chaotic Weasley Christmas. The children had been dropped off at the Burrow by their parents, so they all could get a bit of time together and help out their grandparents in decorating for Christmas, needless to say Molly Weasley was beyond ecstatic to have her grandchildren over.

Victoire and Molly II were in the kitchen helping Molly prepare the food; Dominique, Rose and the little ones (that's what they called Lily, Hugo and Lucy collectively) had taken up the in-house decorations while Albus and Roxanne were busy helping Arthur put on the lights.

Considering the scene that has been described till now, you'd think that things are pretty much alright, though the disheveled state of the living room might suggest otherwise and the fact that there seems to be a screaming match going on in every part of the house may allude to the contrary, but then you really can't expect anything else at a Weasley family gathering. However the most worrisome facet in all of this was the currently missing-from-sight James Sirius, his partner in crime Fred and their astute friend and Cousin Louis. The three of them were somewhere in the house doing Merlin knows what, but causing mayhem for sure and coming up with plans that almost always ended up in something being obliterated, burnt down, blemished beyond any recovery or vanished altogether.

Unbeknownst to anyone in the Burrow, a young man appeared with a loud crack outside the protective wards of the peculiar looking Weasley family house, a teenage blond boy beside him, gripping his arm tightly. They both made their way towards the house, their boots producing crunching sounds against the snow. Their arms were wrapped tightly around themselves so as to keep their cloaks as close as possible to prevent the harsh winter wind from seeping in further. They walked through the protective charms and wards easily and were grateful when they entered the much warmer, magically heated precincts of the Burrow. The taller of the two pushed the hood of the cloak off his head. He reached a hand to straighten his tousled hair but before he could even touch his hair with his raised hand, he was pushed back with great force, as a result of which he lost his footing and landed hard on the snow covered ground. It took him a moment to realise that he'd been tackled into an almost brutal hug by Albus Severus.

Arthur had just gone to find something in the broomshed and Albus had been putting up lights on the roof, mounted on his broom when he had spotted the tall young man pulling off his hood; he had turned instantaneously and had come hurling towards him at full speed. In his utter excitement and elation at seeing him, Al had forgotten that he was riding a broom and had crashed straight into him-a rather painful collision.

"TEDDY!" Al shouted, "You're back." Teddy had just opened his mouth to respond when he felt someone else jump on him as well; he struggled to breathe under the additional weight. The said someone squealed in joy, wrapped their arms around his neck and hugged him tightly, nearly garroting him in the process.

"Can't…breathe…" Teddy managed to choke out. The weight on him shifted and both of his attackers scrambled off him. He inhaled deeply trying to even out his breathing. "Sorry Teddy." He looked up to find Roxanne smiling sheepishly at him. He grinned at the look on her face, "It's okay Roxy; I'm fine now besides I think I would've been the first person to die of a hugging assault."

Roxanne chuckled, "Even for a first, I reckon Victoire wouldn't have liked that very much."

"And that's putting it lightly" Albus laughed. Al who was now standing in front of Teddy, offered him his hand which Teddy took gratefully and raised himself off the ground and into a standing position.

The other hooded figure who had somehow been overlooked in this whole exchange now decided to announce his presence. He cleared his throat loudly and freed himself of the offending piece of garment that was concealing his face. "Oi Albus, I know you really missed Teddy the past few months or so but that doesn't mean you can forget your best mate."

"SCORP...How did you…I mean aren't you suppose to be at the Malfoy Manor? ", asked Albus, appearing to be thoroughly confused and shocked at seeing Scorpious there.

"Well thank you for the hearty welcome Al", said Scorpius sarcastically "I at least expected a hand shake", a feigned look of hurt on his face.

"Oh it's really you then", stated Albus somewhat stupidly before his face broke out into a grin and he shoved the other boy to the ground in an odd sort of a greeting. However Scorpius didn't seem to mind as he responded with a playful punch of his own to Albus' shoulder. Before the good-humoured teasing could turn into a fighting match between the two, Roxanne decided to interrupt them.

"Hey Scorpius", greeted Roxanne "It's nice to see you here."

"Hi Roxanne", said Scorpius standing up, "It's good to see you too."

"But really, I'm curious …how did you manage to escape from the Manor?" asked Albus, still confused but smiling nonetheless.

"I didn't escape you prat. As a matter of fact I didn't need to; dad gave me his consent to come" said Scorpius smirking.

Albus looked still a bit sceptical and was about to ask something else when Teddy cut in quickly, "If the three of you don't mind, can we go inside please? It's freezing out here and I really want to meet everyone else too" he turned to Albus "And you can continue your inquiry inside the house, besides Rose is gonna barrage him with questions anyway, so why not recount the story once only."

"Okay then, let's go", said Roxanne as she started to pull Scorpius and Teddy towards the Burrow, "and please Teddy, we know that you are only dying to meet Victoire, 'everyone else' is just an allusion."

Teddy just laughed in response and let Roxanne lead him to the house.

They reached the front door and Albus motioned for them to stay quiet as he noiselessly pushed it open. Their silence was met by the absolute ear-tearing racket from inside. Dominique was yelling at Rose to hold the ladder still as she hung some sort of decoration material on the wall and Rose was yelling back at her that if she was so afraid of falling, she should've let her do it. Beside Rose, Lily and Lucy were screaming at Dominique about how they did not like the decoration 'thingies' and wished for them to be a different colour. Hugo was just standing there watching the whole scene with a look of amusement on his face.

Teddy, Albus, Roxanne and Scorpius all shared a look and were just thinking about how to get the attention of the people in front of them when they heard a series of screams from the kitchen and then one…..two….three explosions. Before any of them had the time to react, a fuming, seething Molly (II) stomped out of the kitchen and into the living room. She was covered in a yellowish purple gooey substance that was running down every part of her body; even her glasses were dripping from the material. She was joined immediately by the just as irate looking Victoire, who was more or less in the same state as her caught-at-the-end-of-a-James-and-Fred-prank cousin.

"JAMES, FRED, LOUIS …..COME OUT HERE…RIGHT NOW!" Victoire screeched

But Molly (II) was having none of that today; she was already tramping towards the stairs, tripping and slipping on the goop, with each step she took. "I AM GOING TO BLOODY KILL ALL THREE OF YOU!" she bellowed. It was quite rare to see Molly (II) this angry but when she was, you definitely didn't want to get in the path of her wrath. So, everybody just watched as she stood at the foot of the stairs and shouted so loud that half of the people in the room had to cover their ears, "GET DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT OR I SWEAR I AM GOING TO BLOODY RID YOU OFF THOSE RUDDY USELESS HEADS OF YOURS AND HANG THEM AT THE CHRISTMAS TREE!", she hollered, face the colour of a tomato and smoke practically coming out of her ears.

It was quiet for a moment and then some muffled voices were heard, presumably planning their line of action. Finally Fred spoke up, "Okay...we're coming...but can you please tell M-Molly to step away from the stairs a bit?" he sounded all but scared about the idea of confronting Molly (II).

Molly (II) took a deep breath and stepped away from the stairs to stand beside Arthur and Molly. Taking this as his cue Arthur called out, "It's okay, you can come now. Molly is standing with your grandmother and me." The last line was meant to be more of a reassurance for the three trouble-makers, than anything else.

Molly had been outside in the broom-shed, finding the ropes that Arthur needed, after he had asked for her to help him locate them, when they had heard screaming followed by the explosions from the kitchen. They had rushed towards the house fearing for the worst, to find the kitchen and their two granddaughters in a gooey, sticky mess. The rest of the scene had played out in front of them and it now seemed inevitable, that James, Fred or Louis would get off of this one, without a good number of hexes.

"Okay Gramps, we're coming." James said in a somewhat shaky voice.

Louis was the first one to come down, followed by James and Fred. The latter both looked scared. Louis though looked calm and cool, not denying the fact that he was just as scared as the other two from inside. Louis had always been good at hiding his nervousness. He was the most astute of his friends. This time however, it seemed he wouldn't need to do anything extraordinary, for he had spotted something, or rather someone standing near the door.

A big smug grin was plastered across his face as he yelled, "TEDDY!"

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Next update on Sunday night hopefully!