Disclaimer: I do not own the nice character in this fic; they all belong to Mrs. J. K. Rowling. But, I do own the new characters! YAY! So, I don't want you to take them... ;)
A/N: I actually like this chapter… But it is what you guys think that counts. Now, here it is.
Chapter 3: Questions and Laughs.
"Harry, wake up." a very familiar voice told him.
"Dumbledore?" Harry whispered.
"That's right, now open your eyes."
Harry did as he was told, and saw that Dumbledore looked normal. Maybe it just had been a dream.
"Where am I?" he asked, hoping the answer wouldn't be:
"You're at the Burrow." Dumbledore answered him. FUCK! It was just suppose to be a dream! He sighed. He did not want it this way! Why couldn't he just be where he knew everyone?
"Harry, what are you doing here?"
"What? I don't understand what you mean professor."
"I mean, why aren't you in your time?" Weird question, what ´time?
"What do you mean ´my time?
"Don't tell me you haven't noticed that Ginny's an adult and you're in the age of her kids…"
"Yeah, right, that thing… I don't know. I just woke up and here I was."
"I see…" was all he got as an answer.
"Who were all those people?" Harry asked after a while.
"Oh, well, you know Ginny. You're married and she's turning thirty-nine the 11th August. Those boys are your kids, William and Lucas; they're seventeen and have just ended their sixth year. The girl is your daughter, she's fifteen and her name is Gina. Beautiful kids you've got there Harry." Dumbledore said.
"So Gina has just ended her fourth year?" Harry asked just to have something to say.
"Correct."
"So here I'm soon forty?"
"On your birthday, yes."
Harry thought for a while and then:
"Who's that Axel? His picture's really rude!"
"Ah, that's Ron and Hermione's second child. He's also seventeen and has two brothers and four sisters." Dumbledore chuckled. "The pictures in that corridor are always pissed. I don't really know why…"
"They've got SEVEN kids?" Way to go Ron! His mind told him.
"Yes, as I told you." Dumbledore answered.
"What are the others names and age? It might be good to know if I'll be here a while."
"Yes, it might. Well, first we have Matt, who's nineteen, then there's Axel, after him they got triplets; Jessica, Amelia and Hannah, they're fourteen.
Then Christopher came, he's eight now, and then, their youngest is Bianca, five years." Dumbledore said as he counted them on his fingers.
"Wow" was all Harry could say.
"Molly and Arthur have twenty-five grandkids, and two, soon three, grand grandkids." Dumbledore said, now counting on his toes.
"Wow!" Harry said again. Wait there, did Dumbledore say ´pissed? He had to ask.
"Professor?"
"Yes Harry?"
"Did you say ´pissed?"
Dumbledore chuckled.
"I guess I've been spending too much of my time here..." Harry looked at him, and laughed, not at anything specific, just at the old man in front of him. Dumbledore, just staring at the laughing young man in front of him, also started. Dumbledore, laughing, that only made Harry laugh harder.
So there they sat; a teenager and his Professor, laughing hard.
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"God, William! He looked exactly like you do! You're even as tall as he is!"
"Yeah…"
After their dad had fainted, their mum had sent them to their room.
"Do you think Dumbledore gets something out of him?"
"Dunno Lucas."
"What's happened to you Will? You're all quiet!"
"I'm just thinking Luc. We've met our dad as a teenager, can things get weirder?"
"Guess not."
And both boys were lost in their thoughts.
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"Come here girl!" the cat just turned away from her.
"Stupid thing. Never get a cat; they're only nice when they get something out of it." Gina muttered under her breath as her cat Nadine left.
She'd just seen her dad as a teenager, how weird wasn't that?
Now I understand what they mean with Will looking just like him. The only differences I could see were Dad's scars; the one on his fore-head and the one on his arm from the Basilisks fang. Creepy!
She wanted to discuss this with someone. She wished her cousins were here; Jessica, Amelia and Hannah were also her best friends. Her one-year older cousin Phoebe was also a good friend.
The all were at their other grand-parents, and since she didn't have any, they'd stayed at home.
She got up and walked to her desk, took out some fresh parchments, ink and a quill.
Hi Jessica, Mia and Hannah!
Things are really, well, a bit weird here.
Please, come back as soon as possible, you guys would really like it!
Bye Gina
She wrote another one to Phoebe, tied one letter to her owl Courtney and the other one to her father's owl Hedwig, and watched them fly off.
Then she started to write to her boyfriend; Jamie Corner.
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A quart later they were both still laughing. Oh, he hadn't laughed this long since Aberforth had overdone a Cheering-up Charm on him.
Then he heard a familiar cough behind him and jumped high. It had sounded exactly like Dolores Umbridge; he still had the memory of her working-time at Hogwarts fresh in his mind. When he turned around he realized that it only had been Ginevra Potter, and he let out a sigh of relief.
"Nice imitation."
"Well, thank you Professor."
"You're welcome."
Then Harry started to laugh again, when Dumbledore realized why- it was because he now was lying on the floor after Ginny's cough- he also started.
"You two never grow up" she sighed and left them laughing…
To be Continued…
A/N: Yeah, well. That's it! Like it? Let me know then! Didn't like it? Let me know that too! That way I know how I should continue it, if you want me to… Please, Press The Blue Little Button Now. Thank You, Good Bye, And Have A Pleasant Tomorrow. (Sorry, I borrowed that last thing. Please do not sue me…)
