Disclaimer. I do not own Harry Potter or any characters but my own.

Author's Note: This is a sequel and, though not necessary to read first, it might help understand a few things mentioned in the story. The first story is "The Gift of Love". Basically telling how Harry Potter defeated Lord Voldemort.

Chapter 1

The Trio was all grown up. Harry and Ginny had married and had four children: James and Sirius, twins, Lily, and Jonny. Ron and Hermione had married and had twins, Luna and Matt. Draco Malfoy had married a muggle-born. He and Anna had one son, Matthew.

The Trio and their friends had vowed to never again let the Wizarding world be threatened. To keep their children safe and naïve, Harry had refused to allow school books to talk about Voldemort's defeat in regards to Harry. None had told their children the true story and what had happened that night of the Last Battle was a mystery to the wizarding world besides the select few.

It was easy enough. The wizarding world had settled into normal routine, without fear of a Dark Lord of any sort. But, as the children got older, rumors began. Horrible rumors of the past coming to the present. With the young Potters, Weasleys, and Malfoy off at Hogwarts, it was much harder to conceal the past. It was now just a matter of time.

James and Sirius were now thirteen and in their third year and Lily was twelve and in her second year. Their youngest son, Jonny, was only ten and not yet able to go to Hogwarts. The three oldest of their children were in Gryffindor, as were Ron and Hermione's twins, Luna and Neville, and Draco's son Matt. Luna and Neville were also in their third year and Matt was in his second along with Lily. The group of six had turned into a definite new generation of Marauders, which Harry, Ron, and Draco were quite happy about, yet hid it from their wives. The young Marauders had been sent a couple Howlers from their mothers. Yet, they found it quite amusing instead of horrifying.

James and Sirius looked exactly like their father, yet still had Ginny's look of innocence that helped them get out of trouble. Lily looked a lot like Ginny, with Harry's green eyes.

Anna and Ginny thought Matt and Lily would end up dating someday. They were so close. The best of friends, always looking out for each other, and were in tune with each others feelings. Harry and Draco just smirked. While it would be nice, they didn't think it would happen.

The growing threat of escaped Death Eaters had become a nuisance. Harry, Ron, and Draco were at the point of breaking in search for Malfoy and the rest of the DE that were in hiding. There were rumors of new DE's being recruited. The three men hid the rumors they heard from their wives and children, but Harry knew the children knew the horrible things already from the looks in their eyes when the DE were mentioned.

"James! Slow down, bro," called Sirius as he chased his twin brother down the hall. The rest of the Marauders were in tow.

"We have to see the look on Snape's face!" James called back and kept running full speed.

The rest groaned and sped up. They loved playing pranks on Snape, their potions professor. He despised the whole lot of them, yet showed it more to the Potter and Weasley children than he did to Matt Malfoy. Snape hated Lucious Malfoy even more than Harry Potter, yet Draco had been a favorite student of his. That didn't stop him from giving Matt detention along with the others.

"Children!" Professor McGonagall cried. "What have I told you about pranks and being out after curfew?"

They all looked embarrassed and James and Sirius used their innocent look. "Sorry," the six of chorused.

"I'm not giving you detention tonight, as it is the first week of school, but mark my words, Marauders, you will receive it if you start this again this year."

Sheepily, they slowly walked away. "She's getting good," Neville muttered.

"It's all Dad's and Uncle Fred and George's fault!" James muttered laughing. "She's learned the tricks by now."

Lily snickered. "Bet she didn't catch the spell that glues her to her seat."

Luna looked at her cousin. "When did you do that?"

"Matt and I did it before dinner. We went to her class," she and Matt shared a look.

Luna looked away. She liked Matt as much as Lily did. Yet, she, like everyone else, knew they would be together. She sighed. Neville put his arm around his sister. They exchanged a knowing glance.

"You know what's odd," Matt suddenly said. They all stopped. "Why do our parents get silent when we mention the DE's? Why won't they tell us about Voldemort? Why won't they tell us anything about the past?" His face was filled with anger. Lily placed a gentle hand on his arm.

James and Sirius shared a look. "Dad and mum always speak in hushed voices when anyone mentions Voldemort. Dad always get a strange look on his face, sorta as if he was being tortured and mum hugs and kisses him and says she loves him." Sirius nodded at his brother's words.

Luna spoke up next. "Dad and mum do, too. Then they mention Uncle Harry and they get quiet."

Neville perked up. "The library!"

"What?" Matt asked.

"Well, the library has books about history, right? Maybe there's a book there that can tell us."

Lily smiled at her cousin. "Brilliant! We'll all go tomorrow after classes."

James looked at his younger sister. He and Sirius folded their arms over their chests. "Who said we were investigating this? Mum would kill us, dad would be furious, and you are not getting hurt."

She laughed. "Oh, dear brothers. Always worried about me. You're like Uncle Fred and George and Uncle Ron. Always protective of mom and she did just fine. Besides, I'm a Potter. Why in the world would I get hurt?"

James and Sirius had no answer. They were always worried about Lily. They frowned and began walking again. The others laughed and followed suit.

"No!" Harry screamed and woke with a start.

Ginny shot up as well turning to her husband. 'Harry?"

He breathed heavily. "Not again."

She held him in her arms, kissing the top his head. "The nightmares are back?"

"I don't understand why. I haven't had them in over ten years. Something's not right, Gin."

The next afternoon, the Marauders went to the library and searched through books. Lily stared at the book in front of her, completely engrossed in it's words. "Marauders!" She whispered frantically.

They all rushed over. "What?" Matt asked first, sitting beside her.

She looked at them all. "Dad, Mr. Harry Potter, man with the lightening bolt scar on his head, is responsible for the death of the Dark Lord, Lord Voldemort."

The rest looked at each other in shock and awe. How had none of them known this? Did everyone just suspect that they knew? They all ran quickly back to the common room to write to their parents.

The next day, the Maruaders, Potter's, Weasly's, and the Malfoy's all sat in Dumbledor's office with himself behind the desk. The parents stared at their children who looked very angry.

"Well?" Said Draco. "Why are we all here?"

"Why didn't you tell us?" They all exclaimed.

"Tell what?" Asked Hermione.

"About Voldemort!" James and Sirius yelled.

"About the DE's!" Shouted Luna and Neville.

"About you!" cried Lily and Matt.

The three set of parents exchanged looks of finality. Their children had learned the truth. It was time to tell it.

James and Lily Potter stood behind them all watching their son begin to speak with pain written over his handsome face.

Harry's green eyes took a dark look as he bowed his head. "We wanted to wait. Wait till you were older, ready, prepared."

"Prepared for what?" Lily asked, somewhat frightened at the look in her father's eyes.

Harry's eyes met his wife's in a sadden expression. He looked back at the children. "For war."

"What War? We're not at war. We haven't been at war since..." Lily stopped to think.

"Almost twenty years. A few years less than that," Hermione said sadly. The Golden Trio looked at each other. "Oh, Harry." She looked away and rested her head on Ron's shoulder.

"I suggest starting at the beginning helps," Dumbledore spoke softly, for he knew the pain Harry must have been feeling.

"I didn't know I was a wizard until my eleventh birthday. Hagrid came to fetch me and I quickly grew to love this world. The muggle world held nothing for me, except the Dursley's," Harry smirked and his friends groaned. "I went to the wizarding world only to learn that I was famous. Famous for something I couldn't remember. I had defeated the Dark Lord Voldemort when I was a mere baby." He quickly explained about his parents. "Voldemort was after me always. Every year, I faced him in some way. I lost loved ones and friends due to his hate. In my fifth year, I learned of the prophecy. I was to either be killed by Voldemort or kill him."

"Dad," Sirius began.

Harry held up a hand, silencing him. "Sixth year passed, once again, facing Voldemort. Seventh year began heavily for I knew the end was coming. The deaths of my friends weighed heavily on me. It had to end soon. It had to!" He said this last part quite loudly. Ginny stroked his hair and he seemed to relax. He smiled as a great memory came to him. "I realized I liked your mother that year. She was just as beautiful then."

Ron snorted and Harry laughed as Ginny and Hermione slapped him playfully. Everyone else laughed nervously. "Dad?" Lily pressed. Harry turned back to the children.

"Love was my weakness. Voldemort knew this. My love for my godfather was used as bait for me and I lost him for that. Neville and Luna for that as well, for they had been at the Department of Mysteries our fifth year and fought against the DE's by my side. Yet, what he didn't realize was that love would also be my strength, as well as his downfall."

Harry and Ginny shared a loving glance and the group watch as they shared a kiss. "Hey that's my sister!" Ron cried humorously. Once again, they all laughed. Harry appreciated his friend trying to lighten the dark mood that had fallen over the room.

"How would love be his downfall?" Matt asked.

Harry smiled. "Voldemort never knew love. He couldn't understand it. Maybe he didn't want to. No one will ever know. He couldn't understand the love I had for my friends." Hermione hugged Harry then and Ron slapped him on the back. Ginny took his hand. "Finally, one night, he and his Death Eaters invaded Hogwarts. Teachers and students fought on the grounds against the DE's. Dumbledore's Army rushed to join them. Despite our age and inexperience (Ron snorted at this), the DE's we fought stood no chance. I chased after the DE responsible for Sirius's death. Magically bounding her, I turned to find my friends gone. I saw green smoke from the Forbidden Forest and ran as fast as possible. There, lying on the ground, was Ginny. In an invisible box was Ron and Hermione. I fell next to Ginny praying she was alive. She was and yet my concern gave Voldemort his chance and shot curses at my back, giving me the most excruciating pain I've ever felt."

"So, how did you win?" James asked curiously glancing between his parents.

Harry's green eyes brightened at this and smiled widely. "I fell in love with your mother. She mouthed the words 'I love you' and that was all I needed. Love overpowered the pain and I stood up to face a shocked Voldemort. He went to curse me when I sent a spell knocking his wand out of his hand. I think that's what shocked him most of all. I did the only thing left to do. I finally collapsed as a power greater than magic released it's energy from me."

"You killed him?" Luna asked breathlessly.

Harry winced at the word 'killed'. "Yes. It was that or let him kill me as well as the rest of the muggle-borns and half-bloods. Had that happened, none of you would be here right now."

The childrens' eyes widened in horror. Silence was deafening in the room.

Anna shook her head sadly. She hated hearing this story.

Matt was the first to speak. "So, dad, how did you fit into this?"

Draco looked at his son. He gave a slight laugh. "Oh, I didn't join the golden trio here until seventh year."

"Why not? Weren't you friends?"

The young men laughed. "Draco Malfoy be friends with half-bloods, muggle-borns, and muggle-lovers? Never!" Cried Ron. The men and their wives laughed.

"I was in Slytherin," he announced. The children gasped at this. Draco had never told Matt this. "My father was a DE and a strong suporter of Voldemort. I was too. That was, until my mother told him what he was doing was wrong and the Dark Lord order my father to kill her. He did so, without any mercy or love. It was then that I realized the truth and how wrong I had been. It took a while for Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny to believe me, but I convinced them eventually. I fought my own father in the Last Battle as it came to be known. He was put into Azkaban, but had escaped with other DE's."

Once again, silence. "So that's why you're always working," Luna said. "You are trying to find them."

The men nodded sadly. "The threat is growing children," Dumbledore finally spoke. "Though you are young, you know the truth now, and it is time we begin training you for what will be inevitable."

Harry turned to the children. "You are the children of powerful witches and wizards. We have full confidence that you can succeed and be strong." The other parents looked at their children, both with pride and with fear. "When the next war begins, it will be a war of revenge, attacking the families of the ones responsible for their masters death. Us."

Matt looked angry. "We're kids! How can you tell us this?"

Draco looked at his only son. "Matthew, believe us, we didn't want to tell you yet. You wanted to know the truth. We're trying to prepare you. We don't want to lose our children the way parents did before."

The children's faces softened at that. Now determination filled each one's face. James stood in front and smiled smugly. "We're Marauders, guys. We can do this."

The rest nodded their heads in agreement. "When do we start training?" Lily asked stepping up next to her brother. Sirius stepped up on the other side of his twin and his cousins and Matt stood behind them, all determined to end the hatred their own parents had fought to end.