Existing Nineteen Years Too Soon
A/N: Okay, I know that I haven't updated any of my stories in quite a while, and have previously said that I would not start a new story until I had finished the ones that I have already started, but this just popped into my head and I couldn't resist writing it down. Now, don't worry, I am going to finish my other Twilight stories, though I am considering deleting Soul Mate because I can't see myself feeling inspired enough to finish that one, but I know that I will finish My Imprint and So, We Meet Again. I love those two. The reason that I haven't updated is, because of my depression, my mom and I decided that it would be best for me to go back into treatment for it at a residential psychiatric hospital, and I was there for about a month and a half. At the hospitals that I was admitted into, personal electronics were not allowed, so that meant that I had to leave my precious laptop and iTouch at home. I know, tragic, isn't it? But, I survived, and am doing sooo much better. I am planning on starting the public high school in a new school district where I live so I have a fresh start, which I am really happy about. I'm ready to start living my life as a healthy and happy teenager. Well, enough depressing stuff. Okay, so this is my first time doing a Harry Potter story, so I hope that I do it right. When I was younger, about from fourth to sixth grade, I was absolutely obsessed with the Harry Potter series, but in seventh grade I stumbled upon the Twilight Saga and fell completely in love, leaving Harry Potter for a thing of the past. I recently started reading some HP fics and remembered why I loved it so much in the first place, and my subconscious demanded me to write a continuation of the absolutely extraordinary phenomenon. I have always believed that things are meant to happen for a reason, so in every way I only read cannon stories. I love Harry/Ginny and Ron/Hermione stories, so there will defiantly be some romance in this with both of those parings, as well as Teddy/Victore. I have never been an adventure and/or action girl, so I wouldn't expect any of that in here; it will mostly be humor and fluff. So, sorry for the extremely long and boring author's note and I hope you enjoy the story. PLEASE review and tell me what you think, I want to get the character's personalities cannon and I won't know if I do unless you tell me. Constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated. Love you all! Thanks!
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns all; I am simply playing with her toys.
Ten-year-old Lily Luna Potter was a very outspoken little girl. She did not like to be ignored or disregarded. It was because of this that she considered her older brother, James Sirius Potter, one of the most infuriating people on the face of this earth. He and his partners-in-crime, her cousins Louis and Fred, were always doing something they defiantly shouldn't be, whether it was playing a prank or two, or rifling through things that they were told not to touch. She always told them to stop being idiots and leave well enough alone, but did they listen? No, of course not. So, today started like any other day, but because that, once again, they did not listen to her, they would all end up in a whirlwind of trouble.
It was Christmas Eve and, just like every year, every single person in their close-knit, vast family was over at Grimmauld Place, the Residence of the Potter's, for dinner before tomorrow, when they would all go to the Burrow for Christmas and stay all day and late into the night. Unfortunately, when you have a large family with young, curious children who come from a long line of trouble-makers, there is bound to be a hindrance.
The adults were in the kitchen, the women baking armies of gingerbread men and other Christmas treats while they talked with the men who were drinking Firewhisky and exchanging entertaining stories with one another. Almost all of the children were in the living room, playing Exploding Snap or Wizard's Chess, gossiping, talking, laughing and having a generally good time with the family. Lily was talking with Hugo when they first noticed that the Third-Generation of Marauders, as they had been dubbed, where missing from the room.
"Hey, have you seen James, Freddie, and Louis?" she asked hesitantly, as if dreading the answer. Hugo glanced around the room quickly and then sighed.
"I think that they're at it again," he said, sounding exhausted with the thought of having to go and round them up. Lily and Hugo were very close, since they were the same age, and their parents were best friends, so they were usually thrown together, as they had been since birth.
Besides Lily, Teddy and Victore were the only others (other than the adults) who could possibly rein the three boys in. Knowing this, Lily and Hugo picked themselves up off of the floor and made their way over to the couple, who were cuddled up on a loveseat watching all of the mayhem around them. Because Teddy was out of Hogwarts, he and Victore didn't get to see each other as much as they used to, so they took every opportunity possible to be together. When they reached the two teens, Lily only needed to say three words to inform them of what was going on.
"They're missing, again!" she exclaimed with her hands on her hips, looking so much like her mother to the point where it was almost scary. Teddy sighed and pushed himself off of the couch, pulling Victore with him. His hair turned orange in annoyance. Molly, the youngest of the children, who was seven, giggled at the abrupt change from the forest green with red stripes that he had been sporting all night. Victore took Molly by the hand, and Teddy took Lucy's, who was Molly's sister and was nine.
"Did you see where they went?" he asked in exasperation. This happened at every family gathering and even though he wasn't expecting it, he was hoping for one normal, relaxing evening. Of course with the Weasley's and the Potter's, you shouldn't even do that. It probably isn't even humanly possible. Lily shrugged her shoulders.
"Beats me. All I know is that they are not in this room and are up to no good." Hugo nodded his head solemnly in agreement. Teddy nodded his head and the six exited the room to find the thirteen-year-olds before disaster struck.
Albus Severus Potter, Rose Lavender Weasley, and Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy (who was spending the holiday break with Al's family while his parents were spending Christmas in Hong Kong) were sitting in the corner discussing a new version of Hogwarts: A History, and were one of the only ones who noticed their departure. Albus knew his brother and sister enough to know that something was up and most likely it was nothing good. Rose, who was just like her mother in every way but physical appearance, couldn't pass up an opportunity to reprimand her cousins for doing something that they were not supposed to do, and followed them out the room as well; curious to what has happened this time.
One by one, group by group, the occupants of the room filed out eager for something interesting to do. They followed Teddy, Victore, and Lily as they searched the house, checking each room thoroughly before moving on to the next one. Just as they were about to pass Harry Potter's office (they never were allowed inside unless Harry himself was with them or gave them. permission, and it was always locked), Molly yanked on the bottom of Victore's shirt to get her attention, and everyone in the manhunt came to a halt.
"Look! The door's open!" she exclaimed after she had pulled her thumb out of her mouth. And she was right. The door, which was usually shut tight with the light off, was opened just a crack, with a stream of yellow light leaking out of it. Lily marched up to the door and threw it open to reveal the three boys ransacking the place.
"James! What are you doing?" Lily yelled at him, her face turning almost as bright as her hair in anger. James put on a cocky smile and threw out his arms.
"Sister dearest! How lovely for you to join us!" he said grandly. Lily rolled her eyes with her hands on her hips, face still bright red in fury.
"Lovely, I'll show you lovely when mum throws a Bat-Boogey Hex at you. Now, that would be lovely!" she grumbled to herself as the rest of the kids filed into the room, looking around in awe.
Victore and Teddy were trying to restore order over the group and get them to leave the off-limits room, when James spotted something shiny and gold in Little Molly's hands. He lunged into the group, eager to see what the interesting looking object was, but when he got to the small girl, she refused to relinquish her hold on it.
"Let go!" he grunted trough his teeth as he tried to yank it out of her grasp.
"NO! I had it first! It's mine!" She yelled back, maintaining her hold on the gold chain that the small hourglass like object was hanging on. Everyone had stopped what they were doing to watch the two fight over the gold necklace. When Teddy realized what was going on, he gasped and yelled, "Both of you, stop right now!" But it was too late. Right after the words had left his mouth, the gold chain broke and the glass hourglass fell to the floor in what seemed like slow motion with a great crash. Everyone just stared at the sand and glass on the ground, not uttering a word, not daring to even breathe, when after exactly three seconds, the sand on the polished wood slowly rose into the air and started to spin around like a cyclone, and somehow it start to multiply, filling the room completely as the room shook like they were in the middle of an earthquake. Everyone was bumping into each other and the furniture coughing and sputtering as the chaos reigned on. Then, as suddenly as it began the sand fell to the floor as quickly as it had risen, leaving the fourteen young witches and wizards a tangle of limbs on the floor, unaware of the position that they had been thrust into.