A.N.-I did give a warning that I don't post very often. Anyway, thanks to everyone who followed and reviewed and commented pushing me to post again! I really do appreciate it! Hopefully I will remember to post again sooner this time!

-ERGT


Walking down the stairs in the Burrow, Harry noticed a lack of noise that should have been coming from the playroom where the kids were. He had volunteered to go check on them on his way back from the bathroom. Stopping in front of the door, Harry pressed his ear to it. Dead silence. That was probably not a good thing.

Looking down, Harry noticed a glow coming out from under the door. Bending down, Harry looked under the door, but could only see the glowing light. Trying to decide what to do, Harry stood back up. He considered going down stairs and getting Ron to come in the room with him, but if this glow was something dangerous and bad, his children, nieces, and nephews were in that room. Pulling out his wand, Harry opened the door.

Harry was met with a wall of glowing light. He was now quiet confused by what had happened. Deciding to call someone up before he tried to go in the room, Harry walked back to the stairs and yelled down "Ginny! Ron! Hermione! Come up here!"

Ignoring the shouts and foot steps running upstairs, Harry walked through the wall of light.


Harry somehow managed to land upright as he fell into the garden. Looking around, he could tell that he was at the Burrow, although it looked different. Noticing that the lights were on in the living room, he walked over to the window, being sure to stand on the shadows. Inside was a frenzy. Mrs. Weasley was running in circles trying to find a seat for everyone, and Harry saw his kids and their cousins standing in the middle of the room. Looking closer at the sides of the room, Harry saw Lupin and Tonks. This was enough to make him almost burst through the window then and there. But then he noticed Fred(p) and George standing in a corner with a very confused looking Harry(p).

Blinking a few times, Harry stared at himself. He looked about 16. Had he gone back in time? Looking at his hand, he saw his wedding ring still there. So he was still the same age, but what was going on. Why were there two of him? Turning towards the door, Harry decided that he would try to figure out what was going on. Tightening his hold on his wand, he knocked on the door.

It was Lupin who opened the door, his wand held up to match Harry's. The shock on his face was apparent. After a few moments of staring at each other, Remus called back into the house. "Molly! We have a new visitor!"

Mrs. Weasley and a handful of the future kids ran into the hallway. "Dad!" Shouted Lily as she ran into Harry's arms.

Walking into the living room, Harry turned to his kids, ignoring the open mouth stare from the past version of himself. "Explain yourselves. Tell me what happened."

Teddy, who had stood up when Harry had walked into the room, looked between Fred and James. "They apparently found a time turner in the playroom and broke it somehow."

"I did not break it! That was James! I just helped him find it!"

"Well Louis is the one that wanted to see it and made me trip!"

"I didn't make you trip! The cards were on the floor and maybe you could have watched where you were walking and not kicked the exploding snap card!"

"Stop! Arguing isn't going to get us back." Turning to the younger Harry(p), he asked "When is this."

"1996. I am going into sixth year." Harry(p) managed to say.

"Okay. Everyone sit down. What have you told them so far. Molly, you sit as well," Harry said to Mrs. Weasley as she headed back to the kitchen. Sitting down in the middle of the floor where everyone could see him, Harry turned back to Teddy for an answer.

"What year we are from. Names. Age. Parents. House. About my parents and Fred, and George's ear." Teddy added after a pointed look from Fred.

Harry nodded. "I am trying to figure out how much we should tell you. I don't think that it really matters, as I remember none of this, so we obviously get back to the future and successfully wipe your memories. How much would you like to know."

Mr. Weasley was the first to speak. "Who else died. And when does the war end. Everything else we can just wait to figure out I think, since you are going to erase our memories of this anyway."

Harry looked between the people from his time, and these people from the past. Taking a deep calming breath, he started by saying "Well, the war was over at the end of my seventh year. The Battle of Hogwarts, the end of the war, was on May 2, 1998. Dumbledore died at the end of my sixth year. Hedwig and Mad-Eye died at the beginning of my seventh year. Ted Tonks died sometime during my seventh year, and Dobby the house elf died about a month before the end of the war as well as Peter Pettigrew. A lot of people died in the last battle, Fred, Remus, Tonks, Severus Snape, Colin Creevey, Bellatrix Lestrange, and Voldemort, just to name a few."

At the end of Harry's little speech, the living room was very still. Everyone from the past was staring at Harry with shock and dismay on their faces. Mrs. Weasley was silently sobbing into Mr. Weasley's shoulder, and Hermione, Bill, and Fleur were all crying as well. Rose finally stood up and asked "Would anyone like some tea? I am going to go make some. That might help get over the shock." A handful of people nodded.

"I'll come with you, dear." Said Mrs. Weasley, wiping her eyes and standing up again.

Small conversations started to break out among the kids from the past and the future. Question after question were being fired from both groups of kids. Fred(p) and George were making fun of Ron, while Fred and James sat laughing next to them. "So Ronnie marries Hermione? What do you think of that?"

"Shut up George." Said Ron, turning red and glancing at Hermione who was talking with Ginny, Lily, and Hugo.

"In love already are we!" Fred(p) replied. "Hey Harry! Who made the first move, Ron or Hermione?" Both Harry's turned around from their conversation with Albus and Scorpius.

"Hermione." Replied older Harry with a suppressed grin.

"Really! Are you sure?" Asked Ginny, looking over at Hermione.

"Oh, he is sure." Said a familiar voice from the doorway. Everyone turned as someone else from the door way shouted.

"HARRY JAMES POTTER! DON'T YOU DARE EVER DO THAT AGAIN!"