New story time! I had this idea in my head for quite a while now. Now, I know in my other story, The First Years, that I said that since I was on vacation, I wouldn't be able to update. Turns out our hotel has free Wi-Fi! Yay! Sadly, it's on for about 15 minutes at a time. Oh well. I'll update soon! In the meantime, enjoy the story! (And review this story and the other one!)

Harry logged on to his computer. Ever since Arthur Weasley discovered computers, laptops, and Wi-Fi, the whole Potter-Weasley family had had an obsession. There were literally duels for the computer in the family. Family reunions were dreaded, considering the last few were mass chaos with the whole family fighting to get a turn to play Minecraft and other games. Harry sighed. He was so happy to have his own office, with his own computer, away from the computer at home, which was admittedly better than this one, but one that he didn't have to give up for his children. He was always asked if he was done, and because of his conscience and because he loved his wife and children very much, he would always say, "Yes, I'm done," even if he wasn't. Then the kids would go play a game, or his wife would go on some shopping site or chat, and all his hard work that he had been doing for the last two hours would be gone. He had taken to working late just to have his own time on the precious machine. Thank goodness the discovery had made its way to the Ministry.

He searched up popular sites with his free time. A site, Fanfiction, popped up. Reading through the description through the link "Unleash your imagination!", he decided he would give it a shot. He clicked on the links, and went to "Books". The first link was "Harry Potter". Well that was odd, he thought. This website has my name on it. How peculiar. He also saw other books and series that his family enjoyed, but those of course, unlike him, weren't real. I should check this out in case this is some Death Eater trick. He knew that he was probably just being paranoid, but according to the Ministry, because times were so peaceful, wizards had started thinking that it was all a ruse for the Death Eaters to come back to power by lulling people into a false sense of security. Then, while the Ministry was idle, the Death Eaters would strike. This was all nonsense of course, but after there had been protests and thousands of owls flying into the building, they told their workers to try to actually do something. Which was hard because there was nothing to do. Nevertheless, Harry was on the alert more if not to catch a Death Eater, than to stop the barrage of letters coming into his office. He had just finished reading one, actually.

Dear Harry Potter,

I've noticed that you haven't done much lately in the wizarding world. I am most grateful to you for defeating the Dark Lord and all that, but honestly! What do you do in that office of yours? No progress has happened with the Aurors ever since all the Death Eaters had been rounded up. Supposedly. For someone chased by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, you are being very careless. Just wait. The Death Eaters are going to break out, and it will be all your fault Harry Potter, for not being more careful! This is why I am writing to you. You will thank me after you being more careful saves the wizarding world once again. All I ask is that you mention me in one of your interviews. And perhaps suggest a reward.

Thank you for your time,

Barnaby Helipo

He was getting more of these letters day after day. And he couldn't ignore them, because the Ministry was going through a "We think that everyone's advice and input is important, so all your letters and comments will be read!" faze. The penalty for not doing so was being put on probation. Honestly. The wizarding world was going crazy. Absolutely nuts. Whatever you would call it.

He did all the usual spells, and found nothing unusual, just like always. So he clicked the link, only to find another page full of links.

What was this stuff? Harry's Secret Love? The Scorpion and the Rose? Albus Potter and the Magician's Stone? He read through one, Harry and Ginny Through the Ages, and instantly was obsessed.

Five Hours Later

"RONALD WEASLEY GET YOUR ARSE OVER HERE!" A few minutes later, a very flustered Ron appeared in the doorway.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WAS THAT FOR MATE?" Ron shouted shouted right back at him ,when he was that Harry was staring at his computer screen.

"Come over here Ron," Harry said in a shaky voice.

So, Ron came over there. "Albus Potter and the Rose of His Life…. Well that's not a cheesy or cliché or bad or-"

"I get it, it's a terrible title, just read the first few chapters chapter!" Harry said impatiently.

Fifteen minutes later, an equally pale faced Ron looked up from the screen. "Oh no. Do you think that's it's true?"

"I'm not sure. But all the other stories that I've read on this site are, so I'm guessing that it is."

Ron looked at Harry. "This is bad Harry. Very bad."

"You don't say?"

The Burrow

"Thanks for inviting us over to dinner Hermione."

"No problem Ginny. It was Ron's idea, actually."

Ginny narrowed her eyes at Ron, who in return chuckled weakly. Ron Weasley, so kind to invite a family of five very voracious eaters to eat his precious food? She didn't think so.

"So Ron," she said, "what was your real purpose for inviting us here?"

"Real purpose?" Ron stammered. "I-I don't have any other purpose than inviting my de-dear sister and her l-lovely family over." That was a very bad and obvious lie Ron! Get a hold of yourself! Pretend she's Hermione. Wait, no, don't do that. Your lies are even more pathetic when you're telling them to Hermione. Stupid women who can look into your heads. Just pretend she's Percy. Yeah, that will do. I've lied to Percy tons of times. He's such a prat. He thinks that people think he's so important, and that no one would ever lie to the Junior Minister.

"What I mean is, Harry came over to my cubicle today at work, asking if my family and I would like coming over for dinner. I kinda felt guilty, because your always having us over, so I said, 'Why don't you come over to my house?'. He agreed, and now you're here!"

"And if I ask Harry about this, he'll have the same story?"

"Of course." He better if we're going to interrogate Rose and Albus.

"Okay then!" Ginny ran happily away to talk to Hermione.

Whew. That was close.

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