Chapter One
"Sorry I can't stay longer, but I got to get back to Hogwarts. (A/N Got to get back to school) Happy birthday sweetie", I said giving Rose one last hug; "McGonagall's expecting me early."
"Portus. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Ron said clearly, charming the toy block for me, which he legally could as head auror. Really I could have, but after breaking into Gringotts I had decided not to push my luck too far. Within reason.
"Dada, when c-ni go ew ogorts?", asked three year old Rosie curiously. As always, I mean more than half of her birthday presents were books and she ignored the rest.
"1977", he said sarcastically.
Hermione and Rose shot him identical contemptuous eye rolls. Now there's something you don't see everyday I thought sarcastically. In Ron's family, it was.
"In nine years and three hours exactly," Hermione told her, as she lifted her out of my arms. "You're father will be crying his heart out because his baby girl is spending her eleventh birthday on a train."
The three year old shot her daddy a smirk.
"No!" he said laughingly "she's becoming you!"
"She already was me," Hermione retorted smugly, "Just with you're eyes and hair color."
" Okay, okay" I interrupted holding my palms up " I hate to interrupt, but we all know that, however lighthearted this is now, Ron's gonna end up on the couch, but I'm running late, see ya."
I grabbed the portkey as it turned an unusually bright blue.