AN: My portraying thing says that Harry marries Ginny Weasley, has two girls, Giselle and Gabrielle, Ron marries Hermione, Fred marries Angelina (therefore has bi-racial children), George marries...erm...haven't worked that out, Percy and Penelopes...
Disclaimer: If you think I own Harry Potter, you're crazy.
Chapter 1
Gabrielle Potter awoke on a strangely chilly July day.
"Hey, go get the mail, Champ," her dad said to her as she ambled down their stairs in the Potters' London home.
Gabrielle rolled her eyes. 'Could parents get ANY lamer?'.
The apparent answer was: they could if they spent all day making some explosive things, like her Uncles Fred and George.
She checked for her owl Nutterbutter (her sister Giselle named it) and her dad's owl Hedwig. Gabrielle was going to get the Hogwarts exceptance letter.
Nothing of the sort.
Then, a horrible thought came into Gabrielle's mind: What if she wasn't magic? What if her mum, dad, and sister Giselle were, but she wasn't? What if she was a Squib and had to resort to Kwikspell? Not a thought of it.
Nutterbutter swooped in the window and brought the letter.
"And it's about time," Gabrielle huffed. "Mum! Mum! I got the letter!".
No answer.
"Hey, Champ, Mum's at Uncle Percy and Aunt Penny's...relieving from Giselle's...well...erm...attacks," her dad said, talking about the time Giselle accidentally left some Smokerbombs in the kitchen. So, when Mum tried to ignite the stove ("Magic won't solve all our problems, and one here is making these potatoes gorgeously golden," her mum earlier scoffed...her dad had begged to differ, "Ginny, that's not wise"), they went off which set off their smoke detectors which really caused a commotion in the neighborhood.
"Oh," Gabrielle looked down. Then, she lit up. "Dad, I got my acceptance letter!".
Dad wasn't caring as much as Gabrielle would think. So she sent a letter to her cousin Gloria.
Dear Gloria,
How are Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron? Good, I hope.
Giselle set off Smokerbombs when Mum was igniting the stove (don't ask) and well, it wasn't a good result. So, she's over at Uncle Percy and Aunt Penelope's.
I got my letter! Have you? Has Wendy? Have you been nice to Wendy? I know she's dropped your "popularity" standards because she's bi-racial...or white/black.
Bye!
Much love,
Gabby
