The Second Generation

WE DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER, JK ROWLING DOES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Mum, what if we don't get them?" Anna Potter asked anxiously.

"You will, Anna, don't worry. They'll come any day now," Ginny Weasley smiled reassuringly.

"But what will happen if we don't?" Anna's twin brother, Rhys, asked.

"Don't worry. I didn't get mine until July 31st. It's only July 20th now. They'll come soon," Harry Potter reassured his son and daughter.

"Do you think Emilyn got hers already?" Anna asked. Ginny shrugged.

"I don't know. Do you want to go-" Ginny was cut off by the arrival of an owl, carrying two letters.

"They're here!" Rhys said, excitedly. Anna squealed and jumped up to open the window for the brown and white barn owl. When she did, the owl flew in and dropped the letters on the table in front of their recipients, much like the owls did when they delivered mail when Harry and Ginny attended Hogwarts. Anna tore open her letter excitedly.

Dear Ms. Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Headmistress

"We're so proud of you two! You're going to Hogwarts! We should go to Diagon Alley soon to get your books, maybe we can go with Ron and Hermione when they take Emilyn and Rose…oh, this is so great! We have to get your robes and your books…and of course, you'll need a wand…," Ginny said excitedly, looking over Rhys' shoulder at his letter, and then at Anna's.

"Can we go tell Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione now, mums? And Emilyn and Rose? Please? I want to see if Emilyn got her letter yet," Anna pleaded, her brown eyes bouncing with excitement. Ginny nodded, grinning at her daughter's excitement.

"Of course, we'll tell granddad and grandma, too, and we should tell Uncle Bill, Aunt Fleur, Uncle Charlie, and Uncle George…we'll tell Hagrid, too, of course. He keeps saying how life at Hogwarts is boring without the Weasley's and Harry running around. He'll have his hands full now, won't he?" Ginny said as they headed out the door.

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Emilyn Weasley glanced around the beach and looked behind her. Her older sister, Rose, tried picking her up. He laughed; she was too heavy to pick up now.

Emilyn tried to smile; she loved the beach, but on foggy days like this, it seemed too peaceful. No seagulls, no waves lapping at her feet… It seemed like all the beauty had gone. "Rose… I want to go home."

Rose nodded. She took Emilyn's hand and they walked home.

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"This is bloody outrageous!" Ron Weasley yelled, holding the newspaper furiously. "'Harry Potter takes the Quidditch World Cup for 10th time in a row!'"

Emilyn looked up from her mashed potatoes and cube steak. "What's so bad about Uncle Harry being in the paper, Daddy?"

Hermione handed her some steak sauce. "Ron, I think there's nothing wrong with that."

"There bloody well IS!" He replied in an outrage. "It mentions the Keeper, the Chasers, and Harry, but not George!"

Rose swallowed some milk. "How can Uncle George be the only one of the Beaters?"

"He isn't." Emilyn piped up. "Lucan Srath, a 7th year at Hogwarts, is the second Beater."

"Never heard of him," Rose murmered, pushing her chair away from the table.

Ron snorted. Hermione glanced at the door as an owl's screech was heard. Emilyn bounded to the door. An owl was sitting on Ron's car, a scroll tied to it's leg. Hermione ran out, beaming proudly. "It's a Hogwarts owl! Oh, this is just perfect!"

Emilyn untied the scroll and opened it. It read:

Dear Miss Emilyn Weasley,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed list of all necessary books and equipment. School Term starts on September first. We will await your owl no later then July 31st.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Headmistress

Hermione squealed. "This is it! You get to attend Hogwarts! Ooh, Emilyn, I'm so proud of you!" She hugged and kissed her.

Ron came out. When he saw the owl, he smiled. "Congratulations, Emilyn, you're a witch like your mum and sister."

Just then, a familiar truck bounded down the road, spurting out gas and exhaust. Emilyn squealed and raced onto the patio in joy. After the car stopped, her Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny stepped out, followed by Rhys and Anna.

Emilyn bounded toward her cousins and shook her letter in excitement. Rhys and Anna smiled and showed Emilyn theirs.

Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione were all happy. Hermione offered Harry and Ginny some cube steak. "We have enough for you and the kids, and we can still have dessert," Ginny laughed. Harry smiled.

"All right. Rhys, Anna! Come inside, now!"

The three kids came inside, and they enjoyed the night. Hermione offered beds to sleep over, but Harry politely refused. "No, that's quite all right. We should be getting home-tomorrow we're heading to Diagon Alley."

Ron nodded. "Same here, mate. See you tomorrow?"

Ginny nodded. "See you!" And they left.