A/N: All right... This story is going to be kind of weird... It's going to be random stories about various members of the Weasley/Potter clan (plus Lupin's kids), during the generation after Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Hopefully, it will be funny at least some of the time, and if nothing else, it should give me an opportunity to do a lot of characterization of the various characters, which I think is my favorite part of fanfiction. Anyway, this story assumes that everything which happened in my 7th year fanfiction actually happened... That fic is now completed, so if you plan to read it, you should probably do it before you read this. This chapter, unlike the rest of the chapters, will be from the point of view of Harry instead of any of the kids, but I think this works as an introduction chapter.

Chapter 1:

Victory Day

Given that the governors of Hogwarts were now entirely sure that Voldemort was defeated for real this time, they found it fitting to give the students off for one week in May to commemorate the day final defeat. Doing this delayed the start of summer-break, but it also gave the students a bit of time to relax with their families before the students' end-of-year tests, and they were generally grateful for the opportunity.

"Victory day" or Victory Over Voldemort Day, had become one of the few national holidays among witches and wizards in Britain, and on this anniversary, 18 years after Voldemort was finally defeated, the anniversary happened to fall on a Tuesday.

As had become tradition for this day each year, Number 12 Grimmauld Place, the current residence of Harry and Ginny Potter, was abuzz with activity as almost 40 people gathered for their yearly celebratory feast.

When they were all finally seated, the guests occupied two long tables, and the noise in the house's spacious dining hall was nearly uproarious. Harry knew that they were expecting him to quiet them all in order for him to make his annual speech, before the food was served, but he figured he'd let them talk for a bit first. Simple logistical concerns meant that the over 30 guests, mostly relatives, rarely got the chance to be in the same room as each other.

Harry looked around each of the tables, surveying all the people who had come. He first looked around the adult-table, of which he was seated at the head. Next to him, on his left, was Ginny. Next to her was Alicia, next to her husband of sixteen years, George Weasley. Next to George, as usual, was Fred, sitting next to his wife of seventeen years, Angelina Johnson. Next to her were Remus and Nymphadora Lupin, who was still referred to as Tonks in spite of the fact that they had been married for nearly 18 years now. At the far end of the table were Percy and Penelope. Percy had started attending family functions after he had returned to at least reasonably good graces with the rest of the Weasleys toward the end of Voldemort's reign of terror. He had married Penelope soon after. On the other side of the table were Bill and Fleur. Next to them were Molly and Arthur. On Harry's other side was Ron, sitting next to Hermione.

At the other table, which was even longer than the first, were the various offspring of the six remaining Weasley children, as well as those of Lupin and Tonks. The oldest of the children were in their fifth year at Hogwarts. These three were all in Gryffindor, and included John Weasley, son of Bill and Fleur, Benjamin, son of Percy and Penelope, and Sirius Lupin. Holding Sirius' hand and sitting very close to him was Augusta Kathryn Weasley, who preferred to be called Kathy. It seemed that if the two of them had their way, soon Lupin, Tonks, and their children would no longer be unrelated by marriage to the rest of the people there. Kathy was the daughter of Hermione and Ron, and was in her fourth year in Ravenclaw. She had been the first Weasley to be put in a house other than Gryffindor for over fifty years, but Hermione seemed fairly proud of the fact, and even Ron didn't seem to mind. Even the other kids were fairly tolerant of it, although those who played on the Gryffindor Quidditch team had been rather angry when she had scored 100 points as chaser in a Quidditch match against them. Two members of that Gryffindor Quidditch team had, in fact, been Andy and Phil, the twin sons of Fred and Angelina. They were in their fourth year.

Patricia Weasley and Charlie Potter were sitting next to each other. Neither of them were in Gryffindor. Patricia was in Ravenclaw, and she was a third year in Ravenclaw. Charlie had been sorted into Slytherin.

Harry had often wondered why exactly that had happened, but it wasn't something that he was too worried about. Charlie certainly didn't behave like certain other Slytherins Harry had known. In fact, from what Charlie had been telling him earlier that week, he didn't get along with most of his fellow housemates. This was, of course, rather inconvenient for Charlie personally, but did relieve Harry somewhat.

Paul Weasley, the other third year among the grandchildren of Arthur and Molly Weasley, had been sorted into Gryffindor. He was the son of George and Alicia. Glen Lupin was also in his third year in Gryffindor. Jacob and Andrea Weasley were both in their second year in Gryffindor. Jacob was the second son of Percy and Penelope, and Andrea was the daughter of Ron and Hermione.

Lily Potter and Jack Weasley, who was the son of Fred and Angelina, were both in their first year of Gryffindor. James Potter, as well as Ian and Jennifer Weasley (children of George and Ron respectively) were each about to begin at Hogwarts next year.

Terry Weasley, Son of Bill and Fleur, and Christine Weasley, the daughter of Percy and Penelope, would begin the year after that.

Harry was broken out of his surveying of his various guests by Paul, who yelled, "C'mon Uncle Harry! We're starving here!"

"Yeah, come on Dad, give your speech," suggested Charlie.

"All right, then," conceded Harry, who stood from his chair. "Before we begin, let us take just a moment to remember everyone who should be here today, but isn't," suggested Harry. The adults there knew many people who they wished were there, and four of the children present were named after such people. Harry paused for several seconds within his speech before moving on. "We get together each year on this day to remember what is important to all of us: family and friendship. And we also remember the major lesson that we can all take from the memory of Voldemort. He taught us that sometimes, we have to fight, and make sacrifices for what we believe in, and for our family and friends. Of course, just because these fights aren't always as publicized as my fight with Voldemort, doesn't mean that they're not important. Some of us here are professors, many parents, others prefects, many students, and others soon to be students. No matter which of these positions we find ourselves in, we have to struggle on a daily basis for what we believe in and to make the world a better place." It was at this part in the speech where he was somewhat nervous that he was starting to get a bit too sappy, so it was then that he had decided the speech should end. "And with that," he finished, "let's eat!"

There was a quick round of applause from everyone present, and then food appeared on the plates. This was made possible by Dobby, Winky, and their children, who were uncomfortable with the prospect of an entire week off during the school year, and had therefore asked to help Harry give the feast. Hermione had been opposed to this idea at first, but Dobby had explained to her that he really wanted to help. Meanwhile, Harry promised Hermione that he would pay the House Elves well for their effort, and also give them socks, which was an article of clothing which Dobby was still ridiculously excited about, as were his children. Hermione had eventually acquiesced, but mostly out of the interest of keeping the gathering civil.

"So, how's life as a professor treating you?" Harry asked Ron as everyone present began to dig in to the food.

"Still rather well," said Ron. He had been teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts for the past ten years. Before that, he had been an Auror, having begun the official auror training right after Hogwarts.

"And what about for you?" he asked Hermione.

"Very well," said Hermione. "Although... Certain of your relatives have been causing a bit of trouble in my class."

"Really?" asked Harry, somewhat concerned. "Not Charlie or Lily, was it?"

"No, no," said Hermione. "I would say that they're as well behaved as anyone with Potter-blood in them could be. No, it's more Andy and Phil... I think they've taken over Fred and George's position."

"No doubt aided by Fred and George's own prank products," pointed out Ginny.

"Yeah," said Hermione. "I've considered talking to Fred about it, but they're not being that out of control, and I want to make sure that I'm not particularly hard on them just because we're related. Besides, I think that they're actually holding back a bit simply because we're related. From what I've heard from Jenkins, they're much worse in his classes."

"Yeah," said Ron, "but that's not just because they're not related to him."

"Who's Jenkins again?" asked Harry, who knew he had heard the name before, probably from conversations with Ron and Hermione as well as with his own children.

"He's the Potions professor and the head of the Slytherin house," said Hermione.

"Yeah, and a bit of a git, from what I've heard," said Ron.

"Why, what happened?" asked Harry.

"Kathy says she's been getting lower marks ever since she let slip in his class that she's a half-blood. And he's always taking points away from Gryffindor," said Ron.

Harry immediately thought that this was horrible, and hoped that Andy and Phil were getting back at him very well.

To Harry's surprise, however, Hermione actually spoke in his defense. "Well, we don't really know that he's actually giving her the lower marks because of her ancestry. He treats me pretty well. And even I'm always taking points from Gryffindor. It's a wonder they've got any points with so many Weasleys in their house."

"You really think that Kathy might be lying about that?" asked Ron, surprised.

"Well, no, I don't think she's lying, but what if she's just not doing as well now as she had been before?" asked Hermione, who apparently had a very big problem with the prospect of speaking ill of her colleagues.

"It'd be quite a coincidence, wouldn't it?" asked Ron. "Besides, she's your daughter. If she thinks she's making the potions right, then she's making the potions right. At any rate, she's been barely scraping acceptables with him lately. After she takes her OWLs next year, when they come back with an Outstanding in Potions, you'll know she's right."

"Why don't we talk about something else?" asked Hermione, who seemed not to want to admit anything about the possibility that Jenkins was cheating her daughter out of high marks. "Have you caught anyone important lately?" she asked Harry and Ginny, referring to their lives as aurors.

Ginny had decided during her seventh year at Hogwarts that she would be an auror. It had actually been during a conversation with Harry on a Hogsmeade weekend during that year that she had first really considered becoming an auror.

It had been after a particularly tough week of training, and Harry had mentioned how lucky Ginny was that she'd never have to go through auror-training.

"I haven't really decided that I won't be an auror," said Ginny, as if Harry's implication that she wouldn't be one was insulting.

Harry had laughed at the thought of Ginny being an auror, not on purpose, but it had happened anyway. "No, Ginny, I'm sorry... I didn't mean anything by that. You could be an auror if you wanted to," he said.

"You sound patronizing now!" accused Ginny. Looking back on the conversation now, Harry realized that she had probably been right.

According to Ginny, it was that conversation that had first made her start thinking about the prospect of becoming an auror.

It was during the next Hogsmeade weekend that she announced to him that she was now planning to become an auror.

When she had said so, Harry said, "Er... you're not actually choosing your career path to get back at me for being condescending, are you?"

"Only partially," joked Ginny.

"So... what other reasons do you have?" asked Harry. It wasn't that he didn't want Ginny to become an auror, he just thought it was an odd change of heart.

"Well... It really is the most important job a person can have..." started Ginny.

"I don't know if it's the most important," he said. "Healers are pretty important, too... And professors. And remember, some day we're probably going to have kids. I do still have quite an account in Gringotts, you don't really have to work at all." At this point, of course, Harry and Ginny had already been engaged, Harry having proposed right after he had defeated Voldemort.

"You probably wouldn't have to work either," said Ginny.

"Okay, fair point. So, I suppose we're both going to work. But, do we really both have to be aurors?" he asked.

"I think I'd really enjoy the job," said Ginny. "And I'm sure that we could have relatively flexible hours so that we have time with our children, too. Really, they'll give you whatever hours you want, rather than not have Harry Potter on their staff. And I'm sure they'd give me maternity leave or something."

"Yes, I suppose they'd be rather accommodating," admitted Harry. "Just so long as we're both through training before we have kids... But training only takes two years. And, I suppose that if you think it'll make you happy, that's all that really matters."

"It really is," said Ginny. "Besides, if I'm not out there with you, who'll protect you?"

"I dunno... Ron maybe?" asked Harry.

"Oh, come on," said Ginny.

"All right, fine, I suppose that you might be able to protect me better than Ron. And, of course, I was never going to try to stop you from becoming an auror anyway," said Harry.

"Because you never had the option," pointed out Ginny. "Remember, we decided that once the war was over, you didn't get to make any more decisions for me. In fact, we decided that I would get to make decisions for you... So, really, you're the one who ought to be convincing me that you should become an auror."

"But you'd let me," said Harry. "You just want to see me happy."

"Yes, yes," said Ginny. "I'm a bit of a softie like that, eh?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way," said Harry.

Harry stopped reminiscing and drew himself back to the present conversation.

"They haven't let Harry and I on patrol together much lately, but it's still not too bad. They've had me patrolling with Clara, which is nice. We caught Mundugus Fletcher on a petty theft charge the other day... But all he had to do was pay back the victim, and pay the ministry five times the amount. He didn't have much trouble doing that, mind, since he seems to have quite a prosperous business going. Of course, we're sure that most of it is illegal, but we're having a hard time proving most of the charges. It's actually kind of boring, as far as that goes... But with most of the former Death-Eaters having been caught or lying low, there's really a lot less excitement for those of us who are aurors."

Ginny, of course was somewhat downplaying the excitement of the job. There were still plenty of muggle-haters and practitioners of the Dark-Arts out there, and they spent a lot of time chasing them down. Ginny was playing this element down because every once in awhile, Ron complained about the fact that sometimes he still wished he hadn't given up his job as auror to become a professor. Most of the time, he was happy with his decision, but Ginny and Harry had both decided not to brag too much about their jobs when Ron was around, so as not to rekindle any old doubts that Ron might be feeling.

"What about you, Harry?" asked Ron.

"The other week, I helped catch a rogue werewolf who hadn't taken proper precautions to keep himself locked up during his transformation. We were lucky to catch him before he did any more than property-damage, so he'll get off with little more than a slap on the wrist. We had a good talk with him, though, and we don't think he'll be doing it again."

"Hey, Dad," called Lily, "you need to come over here, we need you to solve an argument."

"You're father's eating," pointed out Ginny.

"Oh, really," said Harry. "Conversation's always more important than food."

"Are you sure about that?" asked Ron, who had already eaten about twice as much as Harry.

"Yes," said Harry, as he stood up and began to walk over to the spot at the kids' table where Lily appeared to be arguing with Andrea.

As he walked over, he heard several bits of other conversations that his various relatives were engaged in.

Sirius was asking Charlie, "So, has anyone used the snail-shower lately?"

"Yeah," said Charlie. "Actually, Arthur accidentally used it again the other day... He wasn't too happy."

"Yes, that is a bit of a pity. He's perhaps the only Slytherin male other than you who doesn't deserve it," chimed in Ben.

"Ah, well... If only we could convince the other Slytherins to actually shower," said Sirius.

"Sounds like our next mission," agreed John. "Although that could be a bit of a challenge."

Then, he passed Augusta, who was telling Patricia, "So, my point is, Sirius and I owe quite a debt of gratitude to that particular broom-closet."

Then, Harry reached Lily. "So, what's going on, honey?"

"Our grandfather, he was a Chaser, right, not a seeker?" she asked.

"Right. I was a seeker," said Harry.

"Well, we knew that," said Andrea.

"Anyway, I was telling her that being a chaser was in my blood, and she didn't believe me," said Lily.

"Your mum was a chaser too, you know," Harry reminded her.

"I know... I was telling her both my Mum and my grandfather were chasers. So, that's two chasers to one seeker. That means I should be better at chasing, I think," explained Lily.

"True, but your Mum wasn't a bad seeker, either, when she substituted for me one year," Harry said.

"You're not helping," groaned Lily, who then grinned at Harry to show that she wasn't actually angry.

Lily had recently told Harry that she wanted to try out for Chaser during the next year, since the current captain of the team, who was also a chaser, was in her seventh year.

Harry walked back toward his spot at the table.

As he passed Charlie again, he heard Sirius ask him, "So, is there anything between you and that Chloe girl?"

Charlie seemed to hesitate for a moment. "I don't think so..."

"I just can't wait to get to Hogwarts," James said to Jennifer as Harry passed the two of them.

As Harry sat down, he contemplated the fact that in another two years, there would be at least one Weasley in every single year at Hogwarts. Hogwarts had experienced some strange situations while occupied by the people who were in that room at that time, and Harry had a feeling that things were not going to get any less interesting very soon.

A/N: All right, so... This chapter didn't really follow the structure that the rest of the chapters probably will. But, basically, what I think is going to happen is that each of the next chapters will chronicle significant events in one of the characters' lives... I know there're a few characters that are definitely going to have a few chapters that they're the center of, but any characters that reviewers show particular interest in will probably also be written about. Anyway, I definitely need some encouragement to make me sure that this fic is really even worth writing, so... If you think you'd like to read about any of the characters that I introduced in this chapter, please let me know.