I'm back with chapter 2! Thanks to tez-chan who is at this point, my sole reviewer. Now for the story!
We interrupt this regularly scheduled program to inform you that crazifunkicc doesn't own anything except the plot! The real owner is J.K. Rowling people
Previously: When everything came back into focus, Teddy was the first one to recognize their surroundings. They were in 12 Grimmauld Place. The wallpaper was newer, and the portrait of Mrs. Black still hung in the entryway. Teddy looked at James and began to rant furiously.
The Meeting
"James! What the heck did you do? How did we get here?" Teddy demanded, hands on his hips.
"I didn't do anything Teddy!" James shouted back at his god brother. "Fred and Dom were the ones who knocked the books down!" By this time, the boys' argument had woken up the portrait of Mrs. Black. She was screeching and hollering profanities and insults at them.
"Shut up you hag!" A man's voice yelled. Sirius Black ran into the room, followed by Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, Bill Weasley, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, and Ginny Weasley. All had their wands drawn and pointed at the group of children. Teddy also drew his wand, seeing as he was of age. Sirius shut up his mother's portrait with the help of Remus. The children were all staring at the adults while the two men were battling the portrait. It was the youngest child, little Lily Luna Potter, who spoke first.
"Daddy!" she squealed, launching herself at Harry's legs and hugging him. He froze immediately in bewilderment.
"Lily-Bug, we're in the past. You're not born yet here," Teddy said gently, picking her up and holding her.
"So Daddy doesn't know who I am?" She asked, tears forming in her big brown eyes. She began to cry silently then, little sniffles escaping. "Teddy, where are we? I want to go home!" she exclaimed loudly. "I just want my daddy," she said, this time in the pitiful whisper of a lost child. Teddy cradled her closer.
"I know Lils. We'll get home." He told her gently.
"Teddy?" Rose asked. "Where are we exactly? This looks like Uncle Harry's old house." Her statement was only complete when she tucked her frizzy red-brown hair behind her ear and cocked her head curiously.
"I think we're in 1995 Rosie. James must have turned the Time Turner back 19 times."
"Excuse me," Harry said, interrupting the conversations amongst the children and causing them to look at him. "Who are you?" Almost immediately, every child was talking again, telling these strangely familiar people who they are.
"Hold it!" Teddy yelled, effectively gaining everyone's attention. His hair morphed from his natural sandy brown to his usual turquoise. "Line up everyone!" he said to the kids. Once they had lined up according to their parents' ages, he spoke to them again. "Now tell your names and parents." Victoire stepped to the front of the group.
"Hold on a minute," Bill said. "Let's get everyone else first. Ginny, go get the twins from upstairs. Ron, go get the people in the kitchen." His siblings went off to go fetch Fred, George, Molly, Arthur, Dumbledore, and Snape. When all 14 of them were gathered, Bill gestured for the children to begin. Victoire cleared her throat.
