Like Parents, Like Teens

Part 1

A/N: Hi everybody!! This is Kitty Weasley!! This is my first Harry Potter fic, I've only done X-men Evolution so far. Thanks to my sis, Selly, who introduced me to fan fics. This story was inspired by The Family Project by Mrs. Jean Grey-Summers.Like Parents, Like Teens is set after OotP. I'm not going to include a lot about O. W. L's though.

Couples: Ron/Hermione minor Ginny/Dean, Lupin/Tonks

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. They belong to J.K. Rowling. But you already knew that, you smart little ficcie readers!!!

I dedicate this chapter to Mrs. Jean Grey-Summers for giving me this wonderful idea!!1

Have fun reading!

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A crisp wind swept through King's Cross Station, announcing fall's arrival. All around the station, busy travelers waited for their trains.

Muggle after muggle stared at a large gathering between platforms 9 and 10. Many of them disapproving of the snow white owl hooting loudly, and the flower-print pants adorned with a fuchsia vest and undershirt worn by a pleasant looking man near the edge of the group. In the middle of the group, where they could not possibly see, two teenage boys, and one girl, where laughing loudly.

"Really now, Ron!" A plump woman approached Harry, Ron, and Ginny, who's laughing quickly departed. "Even though Hermione's not here, it doesn't mean that you can't behave!"

"Sorry Mum!" Ron rolled his eyes, once Mrs. Weasley had turned her back.

"Now everyone!" Mr. Weasley's voice carried over to the gathering of teens. "It's time to go!" The group shared departing words and hugs, then the trio leaned causally against the large wall. Sinking slowly through, they emerged on platform 9 3/4.

Ron grinned at Harry as Ginny raced off to see Luna Lovegood, who was staring dreamily at the Hogwarts Express.

"Now mate, we can order all the sweets we want, without Hermione to bother us!"

"Oh no you can't!" A voice rose from the river of students and parents. A bushy brown head popped out, followed by the rest of the 16 year old.

"Hermione!!" Ron cried incredulously.

"Hey Hermione!" Harry called out as their friend raced towards them. Stopping her trolley, she grabbed onto Harry, pulling him into a hug. Smiling, she let him go, then turned to Ron. Grabbing him as her next victim, Hermione ended her hug with a peck on the cheek. Ron turned bright red. "Gah!" He tried to look disgusted, but failed miserably.

"Hello Harry, Ron," she turned to Harry. "I can't wait to get to Hogwarts, can you?" Her face was lit energetically. Nodding, Harry felt slightly less enthusiastic than his friends. Rejoicing the return to Hogwarts, he couldn't help but remember the large black dog that had accompanied him, the last time he had stood on the platform.

"Naw," he grinned back, trying to push aside the memories. "How was your summer?" Ushering them to the train, Hermione started on her tale.

"Well Greece was excellent!! I saw so many things. And the libraries there! Packed with all the ancient literature, it was amazing!!" The trio boarded the train as Hermione continued with her story. Finding a compartment, Harry and Ron listened to what seemed like all the books that existed in Greece. When she was finally finished, the teenage girl leaned in towards her friends.

"Have you heard?"

"Bout what?" Ron asked groggily, lifting his head from the windowsill, where it was resting. Rolling her eyes, Hermione turned to Harry.

"I'm not quite sure what, but I've heard that Dumbledore's planning something special for this year." Leaning in with interest, Ron and Harry glanced at each other. Another "special" event this year? The last had been the Triwizard Cup, and that hadn't ended very well. The two boys looked expectantly at Hermione. "I don't know any more," she answered seeming peeved at the boys clueless ness.

Grumbling, all three leaned back in their seats, contemplating this "special" event. After a few minutes passed Ron jumped up and faced the other two, a triumphant grin on his face.

"I've got it!" He cried then hurried on to explain his theory. By the end, both Harry and Hermione were very frazzled and could only remember something about 3 foot, invisible, ferocious butterflies who's main purpose in life was to play practical jokes. Looking around, Ron observed the dazed expressions and returned to his seat, muttering "It was just a thought."

Trying to break the silence, Harry started a new conversation. "I wonder who our new Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher is." Hermione sighed shaking her head.

"Whoever it is, you can bet that he or she isn't as good as Professor Lupin." Ron's face lit up again.

"Oy, Harry! Hermione doesn't know!"

"About what?" Harry asked confused.

"Lupin," Ron stated slowly then snorted. Recognition dawned on Harry's face as he laughed.

"Oh yeah Hermione, you don't know what you missed this summer at Grimauld Place."

"Well, I would appreciate it if you would just fill me in," she snapped.

"How to begin?" Ron sighed. "A certain Miss Tonks couldn't keep her eyes off of someone." Hermione raised one eyebrow.

"Of course, as she said herself when I asked," Harry continued. "Mister Remus Lupin has very interesting hair." Smirking he looked at Hermione.

"Tonks and Lupin?" she asked amazed. "Well, I must admit, I never would have guessed it." At this point Harry and Ron looked at each other and burst into laughter. "What? What is it?" Hermione looked around.

"This one time," Ron started, each word punctuated by gasps. "Tonks was walking through the kitchen, and she was staring at Lupin." He seemed to think it too funny to continue, as he went into another fit of laughter. Harry continued for him.

"She just kept on walking until she tripped over a chair, and the pudding bowl in her hands went flying up into the air and," he paused for dramatic effect. "Landed right on top of Lupin's head." Hermione swallowed, trying to contain her giggles.

"Now come on! I'm sure it was very traumatizing for poor Tonks," she tried hard to keep the mirth from rising.

"Yeah I'm sure it was." Ron surprised them all by stating this in a serious fashion. It was enough to set the trio into peals of laughter.

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Harry, Ron, and Hermione hopped off the train onto the path. Hurrying against the torrential rain, they neared the carriages, Harry cringing as he laid eyes on the thestrals. Doing his best to ignore the skeletal horses, he leaped into the carriage, followed by his two friends. In a moment, Ginny, Neville, and Luna joined the soaking trio.

"Ay, Gin…" Ron looked at his younger sister. "Where were you all this time?" Ginny flushed, but kept her eyes locked with her brothers.

"I was sitting with Dean," she replied steadily. Ron's mouth opened and mouthed wordlessly for a few seconds.

"D-D-Dean…Thomas?!" He asked leaning forward.

"Yes," Ginny lifted her chin. "Is there a problem with that?" Huffing Ron looked, outraged, at his sister for her dismissal of his "protection".

"So," Hermione asked interestedly. "You're still going out with him then?" Ginny nodded then started chatting animatedly to Hermione about what seemed to be the infinite wonderful traits of Dean. Sighing Harry looked from the talking girls, to Ron who was mumbling under his breath, to Luna who once again had her nose buried in the Quibbler, to Neville who was staring back at him.

"Well Neville," he began knowing this was going to be a long ride. "How was your summer?"

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The great hall crackled with laughter, light, and the occasional flash of lightning from the ceiling. Seated at the Gryffindor table, Ron, Hermione, and Harry thought again with renewed interest of the special "event".

"There's no one sitting in the Defense Against the Dark Arts spot," Harry observed aloud, only half contemplating this matter. Surveying the table he gazed down the line of teachers until he found the face he was looking for. Snape was sitting in his usual spot, looking extra unhappy. Most likely because of the denial of his application for the Defense Against the Dark Arts position. Tearing himself away from Snape's sour expression, he gazed quickly down the line, and waved to Hagrid, who grinned under his bushy black beard, and waved back.

Smiling slightly to himself, Harry watched as the first years filed in behind Professor McGonagall. As the trembling line of 11 year olds dwindled slowly, Harry became even more and more impatient for the announcement he was waiting for. Finally as the last girl "Noreen Zavinsky!" placed on the hat and was sorted into Ravenclaw, Dumbledore stood up.

He delivered his usual notes, then paused and surveyed the hall.

"Now, this year, we will have a…special program for our 5th, 6th, and 7th year students." Some of the 4th, 3rd, and 2nd years groaned. The headmaster smiled down at them. "You will all get your turn as you age, but I would like the 5th, 6th, and 7th years to give me their undivided attention." All was quiet in the great hall.

"This year we will be doing a simulation of something very important in the wizarding world."

Ron and Harry exchanged excited glances.

"This activity will mix up the different years in your own separate houses." He nodded at the sighs of relief. The trio turned to face each other then looked back at Professor Dumbledore.

"This will be a simulation of….marriage."

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A/N: End of Part 1…….Did you like it? Did anyone read it? It was kind of boring, I know but what I have planned is more exciting. Please review!!!

Thanks!!! KW