Molly Weasley ran frantically from room to room making sure everything was clean, though running around was a little harder now that she was so old. Yet she still managed to be obsessive about her house.
"Calm down Molly! They won't care about a mess!" called Arthur from the living room. Suddenly several cracks broke through the air.
"Mom? Dad? We're here!" Ron's voice echoed through the house, and a muffled argument between Rose and Hugo could be heard through the thin walls.
"I will not have to fight a troll on my first day. Everyone is sorted into their houses by putting on the sorting hat; I read it in Hogwarts, aHistory." Rose stated matter of factly. Ron muttered something along the lines of 'more like her mother every day' and walked through the door.
"Mom? You here? I know we're early but Hermione doesn't like to be late." Ron whispered the last part of the statement.
"I heard that Ronald, and for your information, it's rude to be late!" Hermione remarked acidly.
"MOM! DAD! Quit the fighting for one minute? I don't think I've ever seen grandma's lips go that thin!" Hugo rolled his eyes.
"Honestly! Fighting in front of you children, of all the childish behavior-"
"That's profiling! I am a child and I don't act like that!" Rose yelped, sounding as if she had memorized that from some book.
"I don't know what people must think! Hermione, you're head of the healers at St. Mungo's, and Ronald, I taught you better than that!"Molly practically screeched, totally disregarding Rose's statement.
"Now honey. It's their last night before Hogwarts, I thought we agreed that we'd make this pleasant, just a nice family dinner and no arguing?" Arthur said, smiling softly under his stern tone.
"Yes, but- oh fine. Now where are my Grand babies!?" she changed the subject deftly. Molly hugged both Hugo and Rose in turn as they ran forward. Hugo immediately after dove for her cooking and was bounced back by a shield charm, and Rose pulled out a book, her bushy hair and brown eyes making her look like an exact carbon copy of Hermione, except for the violent red shade of her bushy hair. Hugo had inherited blonde hair from somewhere, no one was quite sure where, and looked nothing like either of his parents.
Two more cracks broke through the air, announcing Bill, Fleur, Victoire, Chloe, and Jeanie. Moments later four silvery blonde heads and one flaming red one popped through the door.
"Hey Mom! What are you making? It smells great!" Bill joined Hugo in attempting to breach Molly's shield.
"Really upped the security on the food this year Mom." Said Bill when a particularly nasty spell reaction scorched his left eyebrow.
"If I didn't the food would all be gone before Harry got here, he is always late!" Molly was trying hard to sound stern but no one could mistake the loving caress to her voice when she mentioned Harry.
One more crack broke the night, and a very wolfy looking young man loped through the front door.
"Hey, Molly! Is Dad here yet?" he asked, while walking over to the table.
"Harry's late as usual, but I'm very glad you could make it!" she exclaimed. Arthur was sitting in a corner trying to get Rose to talk to him; she would look up say something quickly then go back to her book, annoyance spreading across her face.
Teddy saw the guys trying to get through the barrier and rolled his eyes. He shook his arms out and pulled up his right sleeve, the arm immediately turning into a paw which he swiped through the spell, disintegrating it.
He smiled and grabbed a plate his hair suddenly turning a sickening shade of green.
"I still can't figure out why that happens when I transform." He said, pointing to his hair. He screwed up his face and his hair went back to its usual shade of dark brown.
"Actually, when in the burrow, do as the Weasleys do." He said, turning his hair to a deep shade of red, matching Bill's perfectly.
"Very funny Teddy, I wonder where the rest of the brood is?" Arthur looked out the window just as seven more people appeared with an earsplitting crack.
"Charlie! And you brought Jackie and the kids, oh wonderful!" Mrs. Weasley began absentmindedly making potatoes. There was already four bowls of them on the table.
"Illy! Please! I won't break it!" "You may not borrow my potions kit to make a LOVE POTION, Leila!" "but Reily Thomas is the cutest boy in fourth year!" "NO" "PLEASE!" "NO." "FINE!" the two sisters broke off to opposite sides of the room while Charlie rolled his eyes, kissed his wife, Jackie, and went to hug his mother. His other two daughters had their heads together and were whispering, a mischevious glint in their eyes.
"Valarie. Tainia. No tricks tonight OK? Not even when Acacia and Arceli come." Jackie said sternly. Georeg's twins were alsmot as notrious for trouble as he was.
"Jackie! would you explain some things to me about-" Arthur held up his head hopefully. "Grandpa! Mom isn't here to be interogated about muggles. Now, can you tell me the story about that flying car?" Arthur stepped forwad to hug his gandpa Arthur. this was going to be confusing.
Meanwhile Harry and Ginny had flown with their five children on broomstick, the three year olds weren't big enough to side along apparate yet. They were walking up to the house. Suddenly Ginny ran for the bushes, muttering morning sickness like it was a curse word.
"Amazing flying Aaron, you to Sirius! Three years old and you're probably better than that Scorpius Malfoy! Never let him beat you at anything guys!" the last sentence he said in an undertone.
"just because I'm throwing up doesn't mean I can't hear you! retching noise, don't set them against the poor boy, they haven't even met him!" more retching noises
"Harry! Good to see you old man!" Harry rolled his eyes, only one person would call someone younger then themselves 'old man', Percy the annoying was here.
"Dear Ginny! And you brought the children! Hello Aaron, Albus Severus, Sirius, Lily, and James!" he said all the children's names as if they were one word.
"Hello Percy, Penelope, Patrick" James practically spat Patrick's name, as if it were disgusting.
"Pease tell me you've gotten over the whole Fern likeing me better thing, it's just that she doesn't like big headed quidich stars."
"And I don't like know-it-all, no-athletic-ability, good-for-nothing, layabouts!" screeched James, running up as if to throw a punch at Patrick.
Harry rolled his eyes and flicked his wand; both the boys were now in full body binds on the ground.
"Stand up and shake hands when I let you go. Patrick, gloating makes you look like a prig, James, don't be a sore loser."
"Don't parent MY son Harry. He was perfectly polite! It was James who was insulting!" Percy said defensively.
"Since when is big headed quidditch star a compliment Percy?"
"Stop it now. Harry, let the boys up, Percy, say you're sorry or I'll curse you into next week!" Ginny said with her usual ferocity.
"I am not-" Ginny raised her wand, "not sorry" finished Percy. Then with a slightly ruffled look at Harry Percy walked into the house with his family.
Ginny ushered her children in after them but didn't follow.
"Mum already said I'm to close to having seven kids and they the Chaos would kill me, what will she say when she finds out I'm pregnant. With twins. Again!"
"Are you happy?" Harry asked, with that knowing glint in his eye.
"Yes- but Mum-"
"Don't worry about her, it's you that counts Gin." And with that they walked through the doors, for the first all Weasley and Potter reunion.