A/N: Welcome all, to the long-awaited (is it long-awaited?) sequel to Keep Moving *drum roll please*, Keeping Secrets! I hope you like this story as much as you liked the first one. It's full of drama :)!

It's been eleven years now; James is seventeen, Rose, Scorpius and Albus are sixteen, Hugo and Lily are fourteen. Hermione and Draco have two more kids; Emma, six, and Demitri, three. There is something about Hugo that will become obvious when you've read it, and it will be explained later in the story :).

Hope you enjoy this story and please remember to review to let me know what you think :)!

Hermione smiled to herself as she walked over to the mirror to make sure her outfit was perfect for tonight. She had bought a new dress just for this dinner and Draco hadn't seen it yet. Her smile quickly disappeared when she heard a bang across the hall.

"What was that?"

She didn't receive an answer; all she heard was people running down the stairs and Rose and Scorpius both yell for their Dad at the same time. She sighed and turned back to the mirror.

xXx

Dad, Scorpius blew up my room!"

Draco, who was sat at the table, looked up from the little three year old boy on his knee, to the two sixteen year olds standing in front of him. "Why?"

"He's an idiot!" Rose yelled.

"I'm not an idiot," he shouted back. Scorpius turned to Draco, "I have had enough of her criticising what I wear! I finally lost it!" He turned back to Rose, "and I only blew up your wardrobe!"

"That's not the point, Scorpius!" Draco scolded, standing up and sitting the little boy on the chair. "Not only have you destroyed something that isn't yours, you've used magic, which is against the law at sixteen!"

"It's not like a purposely pointed my wand at it cast the spell," Scorpius defended. "I got really angry, yelled and the next thing I knew, the wardrobe went 'bang'."

"Bang," the little boy repeated, giggling.

"Not now, Demitri," Scorpius sighed.

Draco ran his hands through his hair, "it doesn't matter. I don't want another letter about your use of underage magic."

Scorpius remembered the two previous letters he had been given. "The perks of being able to call Harry Potter 'Uncle'."

"To bad he isn't really your uncle," Rose spat, still furious with him.

Scorpius glared at her, "I can say the exact same thing to you about Dad." Rose stepped back, hurt, and turned to run away when Scorpius turned her around and hugged her. "I'm so sorry, Rose, I didn't mean that. I took it way too far."

"Yeah, you did."

"I'm sorry about your room; I promise I'll fix it."

Rose nodded her head against Scorpius' chest then stepped back. "Thank you."

"Good," Draco told them. "Now get upstairs, Scorpius, and don't think that you can go out tonight."

"No, I shouldn't have criticised his clothes, I'm sorry," Rose apologised. "Let him go out, Dad."

Draco and Scorpius both looked at Rose in surprise. Scorpius looked hopefully at Draco. "I just don't understand you two, you drive me completely crazy?"

"Is that a yes? Can I still go out?" Scorpius asked. Draco nodded. "Thank you," Scorpius hugged Rose. "I'll go fix your wardrobe." Draco cleared his throat and Scorpius stopped and rephrased. "I'll go get mum and ask her to fix Rose's wardrobe because I can't use magic outside of school."

"Better."

Rose watched her brother leave before walking over to sit next Demitri. "Dad, are you sure you don't want me to stay and babysit? I don't mind looking after Demitri and Emma."

Draco shook his head, "no, sweetheart, you go out and have fun."

"But James? Seriously?" she asked.

"What's wrong with me?" came a voice.

Rose smiled mockingly, "the list is endless. But I won't bore you with the details; you might fall asleep."

James put his hand to his heart and gasped. "You do not realise how much that hurt?"

"Enlighten me."

"Enough," Draco demanded. "Now, how did you get in here?"

"Scorp let me in on his way upstairs," James explained. "Where's Aunt Mione?"

"Here," Hermione walked into the kitchen, Scorpius, Hugo and Emma behind her. "Don't you look nice," she complimented Draco as she walked in.

"And you look beautiful," Draco returned the compliment.

"Kiss and I'll barf," Hugo stated. They turned to him and he smiled, "just letting you know."

Hermione looked at her watch, "we have to go. James, I want Demitri in bed in an half an hour, Emma by seven and Hugo by ten. No exceptions."

"My name is Jack," Hugo told them.

Hermione nodded, "I want 'Jack' in bed by ten."

James nodded, "will do." Hermione rushed over to Demitri and Emma and kissed them both, "I'll see you both in the morning."

"Bye, Mummy," they chorused.

She then kissed Rose, Scorpius and Hugo, followed by Hugo. "Scorpius! Rose! Albus and Dom are here!" Hermione called as they walked out the door. Rose and Scorpius said their goodbyes and followed their parents out the door with Albus Potter and Dominique Weasley.

James turned to Hugo then Emma then Demitri and clapped his hands together. "So, what do you want to do first?"

xXx

Scorpius laughed as he and Albus walked down the near deserted streets of Diagon Alley. It was nearing midnight and they were on their way home. "I swear that girl was practically drooling all over you, Al. Why didn't you talk to her?"

Albus shrugged, "you know I'm no good at talking to girls. I never know what to say and I always look like an idiot."

"You know what your problem is?" Albus shook his head. "You have no faith in yourself."

"It's easy for you to say, you're a natural…" Albus stopped half way through his sentence when he saw that Scorpius had stopped. "What's the matter?"

When Scorpius didn't answer, Albus moved next to him and looked for himself. He wasn't expecting to see what he did. "Oh no." Albus pulled the wanted poster off the wall. "What do we do? We have to tell Aunt Mione."

"No," Scorpius said, snapping out of it. "We're not telling Mum."

Albus looked at him like he was crazy. "Are you serious? She needs to know!"

"Imagine how she'll feel, Al. She can't run away this time!"

Albus held up the poster, "there's going to be more of these. My Dad's the Head Auror; your Dad's the lead Hit Wizard. The media are going to find out. People are going to know. Isn't it best that she find out from us and not from someone else?"

Scorpius took the poster from him, scrunch it up and put it in his pocket. "We'll go to Dad and Uncle Harry tomorrow and get them to keep it all quiet. This is the only poster we've seen so I think this is the first one because he's only just escaped; it'll be easy to keep it quiet."

"So we can just sit there and do nothing?" Albus asked.

Scorpius shook his head, "of course not. We're gonna keep a lookout, keep our eyes and ears open, so that if we hear anything, we can go straight to Dad and Harry."

"You want us to get involved? Newsflash Scorp, we're only sixteen."

"We're not getting involved, per say. Just helping," Scorpius defended. Albus sighed and shook his head, about to say more, but Scorpius cut him off. "I know we're only sixteen; there's not much we can do but I can't have my Mum scared and I can't just sit and do nothing. But I do need your help."

He put his hand in his pocket and tightened his hand into a fist around the poster. "I won't let Ron Weasley hurt my family anymore."