Twenty-Five Years Later: A Harry Potter

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. It is JK Rowling's. If it was mine, Ginny would be dead, Sirius would be alive, and Harry would be gay.

Just so everyone knows, this chapter will be almost entirely talking. I also need to point out that James is 17, Ron's son is 17(I'm changing the name from Hugo. It is now Fred. The boy decided to change it when his mother took him away from Ron, to honor Fred's death in the final battle.) Albus 16, and Lily 14. Lily takes after Ginny in looks. Albus looks like Harry, and James looks like a mix between James (Grandfather) and Sirius

Chapter Three: Coming Home

"Hey Charlie." Ron said as he walked out into the lobby.

"Hey Ron. How was Blaise?" He responded.

"Great as always."

"So you going to wait for your friend?"

"Yeah. I reckon he'll have a rough time at home."

Suddenly the doors burst open and Ron was tackled to the floor.

"Hey Harry. I take it you enjoyed yourself then?" Ron said dopily.

"Ha-ha. Yeah."

"Alright. See you later Jonnie-boy." Ron said over his shoulder as they left the club.

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"Man, thank you so much," Harry told Ron outside the art gallery.

"No problem. Feel free to tag along any time."

"Also, what's up with the shapeshifting?"

"It's a charm. They cast it upon all the guys there."

"It's well done. You can't even detect it."

"Yeah. Most clubs have it in some form. But these guys have perfected it."

"Explains why you like it."

"Well I'm home now. I guess you're going to be heading back to my lil' sister then?"

"Yeah. Nice seeing you again."

Ron closed the door as he watched Harry walk away.

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"Hey Bean. Missed me?" Ron said as he picked up his cat.

The cat just purred in response.

"Yeah. I thought you had."

"Want to hear about the night I had?" Ron said while he grabbed a tub of rocky road from the freezer.

"Well first Uncle Harry finally came out to your daddy," He said while he spooned the ice cream into a bowl, "And then Daddy took him to the club for his first time."

"Lets see, Best cat ever, just been had be Blaise, and I've got ice cream. Want to watch Footloose?"

Bean bit at his bread playfully.

Then Ron put the DVD in his player.

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Harry waked into the dark living room, thinking his wife was already asleep.

"Where were you?" Ginny said, startling Harry.

"At the office."

"Like I believe that. Dad always used that excuse on Mum when he was out with a hooker. Harry, I need you to tell me if you're having an affair."

"You're drunk; and I'm not cheating on you." Harry told her, while he thought to himself 'yet'.

"Then where were you?"

"Fine. I was at Ron's. Bu-"

"So you are cheating on me then. And with my own brother."

"No. we just talked. We walked around for a bit. Nothing else."

"Sure. You can sleep in the guest room for a while. The kids are coming home soon, we'll need to be at the train station Saturday."

"Alright. I'll take James to the gallery this weekend."

"Bring Lily and Albus with you."

"Sure. Not like you'd ever want to spend time with your children."

"I'd love to, but I've spent time with Lily and Albus for the past three summers, while you've only had time for James. You were either at your work or out with James. I doubt Lily and James even remember what you look like." Ginny yelled at Harry.

"Well I'm sorry. I'm sorry that even before she was at Hogwarts, you taught Lily to hate Ron. She spaton him. She spat on her own uncle. A child just doesn't do that."

"He tried to molest his own child. No one does that. It's wrong. It's just plain sick and wrong."

"And where did you hear this interesting fact? I suppose it was from your best friend Hermione."

"Yes. Why?"

"Because she was lying."

"She wouldn't do that. She's my friend and the most honest person I know."

"Yes she would. She was my friend long before you ever met her. She wanted to keep the kids. This was the only way they'd be taken away from him forever. He isn't even going to be able to greet them at the station on Saturday."

"Serves him right. He destroyed their childhoods. He destroyed their family."
"No. He left someone he wasn't in love with. Hermione destroyed those things."

"No. She saved them from seeing their father with a different whore each night."

"Yes, because what they have now is just so much better. You say our kids don't know what I look like. Well his kids don't even know who he is. They'd pass him on the street."

"It's too late to talk about this. We need to sleep."

"Fine. I'll probably be gone when you wake up."

"Night."

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"Lets hear it for the boy.."

Ron was suddenly startled out of the movie by someone knocking loudly on hid front door.

"Who is it?"

"He, He, Hermione."

"Hermione? Hermione, as in my ex-wife Hermione?"

"Yeah. Can I please come in?"

"Hermione as in the woman who has stopped me from being able to see my kids for the past six years?"

"Yes. Ron, please let me in. It's about the kids."

"Fine. But only because it's for the kids." Ron said as he opened the door.

"So tell me. Why now, after so long? You had every opportunity for your kids to know their father, and you didn't take it."
"So why now?"

"I don't know. Fred's graduated this year. He said he wants to live with you. I want him to. And I want Rose to know her father. Please Ron, I'm sorry."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Just meet me at Kings Cross on Saturday."

"Alright. Want anything else, or are you going to head home?"

"No, nothing else. I'll get going then. And thank you."

"Goodbye Hermione."

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