1. THE PLAQUE

It was a hot afternoon on August thirtieth, twenty four years after Harry Potter defeated Lord Voldemort. The air was humid and the sun pelting down on 12 Grimmauld Place, which was now the home of Harry, his wife Ginny Potter (previously Weasley) and their three children, Albus, James and Lily.

Harry was helping Lily to pack her trunk for her very first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Harry couldn't help but wonder why her daughter was feeling so uptight about leaving home to go to what Harry considered one of the best places in the world.

"What's wrong, Lily?" Harry asked after he saw her shedding a tear. She sighed and looked directly into his father's green eyes which were said to be his mother's. Nowadays it was considered to be an inside joke.

"I don't want to go," Lily replied, "I doubt I'd be any good at anything plus I bet most of the teachers that taught you have left and are replaced by the Carrows!"

"The Carrows?" Harry replied, "The Carrows only taught for a few months and I needn't worry about them."

"Why?"

"The Carrows were both given the Dementors Kiss. They have had their souls removed." Harry explained. "Just after the Battle of Hogwarts, all the remaining Death Eaters were taken to Azkaban and some of them vowed to change -which they did- but others stayed loyal to Lord Voldemort and were convinced that he wasn't dead but merely hiding again so they put up a fight. These Death Eaters were given the Kiss and died shortly afterwards; surely you know that?"

Lily shook her head. Lily had quite dark auburn hair and was quite tall for her age. She was the youngest child in the family, James being the oldest and was just about to be in his Seventh year of Hogwarts and Albus being the middle child who was just about to be in his Fifth year. This was Lily's first time being away from her mother, Ginny.

Ginny used to be the Seeker for the girl-only Quidditch Team, the Holyhead Harpies. But she had to leave to look after James but she received a new job being the Senior Quidditch Correspondent for the Daily Prophet, this job allows her to stay at home, but she could go to her Office if she wanted to.

"Dad?" A deep voice said from the doorway.

"Can it hold for a minute, James? I'm helping your sister pack," Harry said.

James then responded, "It really can't wait."

James Sirius Potter was taller than his father and more muscular and was described as being like his Grandfather, James Potter. He had messy black hair, much like his father and had what appeared to be a scar on his forehead but it was confirmed to be a birthmark. James was a Gryffindor although he says the Sorting Hat considered putting him in Slytherin but this could have just been one of his practical jokes since he was known to be a prankster like his Grandfather.

"Can't this thing wait for a couple more seconds?"

"I'm afraid it can not," James replied, "Come."

Harry followed James outside onto the front lawn and Harry was shocked to see Teddy Lupin standing there.

"I'll just keep you two here," James said with a smirk and then promptly went back inside.

Harry and Teddy stood there in silence for a couple of seconds when Teddy (whom at this time had put on the appearance of having shoulder length blonde hair and a rather long nose with red eyes) spoke, "I was here to give you a message from Mr and Mrs Weasley." He spoke in a clear, low, slow voice which always reminded him of Kingsley Shacklebolt.

"Really? What did he - I mean they say?" Harry replied hastily, he didn't speak to them much that past summer due to the fact work was too busy for him and his family went on holiday to the Canary Islands in July.

"Uh, I think I wrote it down...somewhere," Teddy said, patting himself down to see if he could find the message, "Aha, here it is! It says 'Harry, I hope you are doing fine, Ron and I have some great news for you and Ginny. Do you think you'd be available to visit us in about six minutes, you don't have to bring Ginny, no, Ron wouldn't like you to bring Ginny, Ron is definitely sure he doesn't want you to bring Ginny along. So we would be pleased to see you in five minutes, Ron and Hermione.'"

"Why did you say 'six minutes' first time and 'five minutes' the second time, Teddy?" Harry asked, to have time to try and guess what was so exiting.

"I guess Mrs Weasley guessed it'll take me around a minute to read the message. There is no time to lose, I think you'll have to leave now..." Teddy suggested, "I'm going to leave now anyway because I need to visit Grandma, Bye Harry!" and with that, Teddy apparated.

Harry walked back into the house and yelled that'll he be gone for about ten minutes then apparated to Ron and Hermione's house.

"Harry!" A voice cried from inside a relatively large Devon house. Within seconds a very red Hermione ran down from the front door and wrapped her arms around Harry and led him inside. Hermione looked quite the same as she always had but she had seemed to gain a bit of weight and she had developed a few grey hairs and some wrinkles.

"You moved!" Harry said, "I tried going to your old house but it was redirected I think?"

"Correct, it was quite simple, Ron did it, actually," Hermione said, "Ron! Get downstairs please, Harry's here! Wait, just a second Harry."

Hermione stood up and left Harry standing in the hallway, he heard her yelling at somebody and heard some grunting which wasn't her voice and he recognised it as being Ron's.

While Harry was waiting for his best friends to emerge from upstairs, their youngest child Hugo came out of the living room opposite him.

"Hello Hugo," Harry said, smiling at him. Hugo had dark auburn hair with a few blonde highlights and had blue eyes, which both of his parents didn't have.

"Mum!" Hugo yelled staring at Harry, "This random guy is in our house. Help!" Hugo had a nasally voice and didn't recognise Harry, despite the countless times they've encountered.

Hermione and Ron came rushing downstairs and then had a sigh of relief when he only saw Harry there looking startled.

"Hugo he's only Harry Potter," Ron said with a smile, "You can run on now."

Hugo ran upstairs and they heard a door slam.

Ron smiled, "D'ya want to come in, mate?" as he motioned to the comfy looking living room. Harry nodded and all three of them walked in. Ron looked quite different from what he looked like as a teenager and had a slightly receded hairline with a few wrinkles, he also seemed to gain wait and had a slight beer belly but the biggest thing Harry noticed was how straight and white his teeth were, it seemed a bit out of proportion compared to the rest of his body.

Inside the living room there were three large red leather seats with seemed to recline. There was a television that didn't work since there were no sockets to plug it into and seemed to be a present from Mr Weasley. There were several large windows on the left side of the room overlooking a small stream and grasslands, but the most striking item in the living room which Harry couldn't keep his eyes off was a large wooden plaque above the mantelpiece giving every name and picture of everyone who died in the Final Battle of Hogwarts in 1998, the list moved as if it were on a moving platform.

Hermione saw Harry looking at it. "Everyone received one who has had a family member die in the Final Battle."

"Why didn't I get one?" Harry asked.

"Well you didn't have a family member die, did you?" Ron told him, a vein starting to appear in his neck.

"I kind of did. I am the Godfather of Ted, who's the son of Remus, isn't that good enough? What about Fred, I'm married to his sister aren't I? Not good enough for the stupid Ministry? Well I was the one that basically killed them, wasn't I? I had to kill Voldemort, I did kill Voldemort! Isn't that enough?" Harry said, his anger starting to play up like it hasn't in nineteen years. "Sorry." He added after seeing their faces.

"Harry, we're thirty seven, don't you think it's kind of immature to be getting Angry about not receiving a plaque?"

Harry looked out of the window. Nineteen years it was since he defeated Lord Voldemort but it only seemed like it was yesterday. Harry felt as if he missed out on his childhood, he spent the first eleven years being treated horribly by his "Aunt" and "Uncle" though he wouldn't call them that. Then he spend his school life having horrible "dreams" (which was actually him looking into Voldemort's mind) and having his life at risk every year, first year was Quirrell, second year was Basilisk, third year was "Sirius Black" but more Dementors, fourth and fifth were Voldemort, sixth were Death Eaters and his Seventh (although he didn't return) was Battle of Hogwarts which he should have died from. And now, the only time he could be free and be a kid he had to work and look after his kids and wife.

"Harry?"

"Sorry, what?"

"We were going to tell you that..." Hermione started, hiding a grin whilst looking at Ron, "that..."

"I got a Muggle Driving License! That means we can just drive over to Kings Cross!" Ron exclaimed, getting a laminated card out from his wallet and showing Harry. "Aren't you happy for me? Hermione said I'd never do it but I did do it and she failed - sorry, honey but you did."

Harry wasn't too impressed seeing as he received his when he was Seventeen after the Battle but he didn't want to tell Ron this.

"And now for the more bad news... Hermione?" Ron started.

"Well Hugo has mild amnesia due to the fact he was playing with his new wand that he received from Ollivander's and he was saying random spells from his spell book in front of the mirror and he said..." Hermione then burst out crying.

"Obliviate and it rebounded and now he has forgotten who some people are- you included," Ron added.

"But is he okay though, hasn't forgotten you two I hope!" Harry said, shocked, he'd never let his own children play with their wands let alone keep his child alone in his bedroom with his wand and spell book!

"Harry! It wasn't our fault!" Hermione yelled, obviously Harry said that last part out loud by accident.

"Sorry... I-I didn't mean to! It just sort of slipped out, I'm so sorry!" Harry said, feeling ashamed.

Harry looked up and saw Hermione and Ron looking uncertain at him as they did when he tried to suggest a plan.

Unexpectedly, Ron stood up and hugged Harry. Harry returned the favour, once they finished hugging, they opened one arm to welcome Hermione who ran towards them and hugged them.

Harry broke off from the hug first and smiled at them. "Thanks," he said and then disapparated and a second later he was back at home.