A/N: HELLO! It's been a while, a couple of years actually. I started this in junior high and I am now graduating from high school and felt a bit nostalgic. So I am writing to finish this story once and for all. Enjoy!

"I see that this is not going to be very easy. I might have a way to get you all home but it would take a great deal of time." Dumbledore said to the packed kitchen of relatives, present and future.

"Time is all we have Professor." Al confessed.

"So we're stuck in 1997. I mean I love you and all family, but you guys haven't even invented WiFi yet!" Lou threw his arms up in despair while his sister, Dom, smacked his head.

"Wi…Fi?" Arthur Weasley asked Lou seemingly puzzled by this two syllable word.

"It's wireless internet, muggle technology that allows you to communicate with people all over the world in no time." Rose answered her grandfather seeing him get more excited with every word she said. Soon he started asking all sorts of questions.

"But why don't they use those telephonies?" Arthur seemed excited at the prospect of learning about these strange muggle inventions.

"Well Gramps you can use telephones to use the internet but you can also watch movies and play games and video chat." Lily answered.

"Video chat? Is that like how a toaster-"

"Arthur!" an exasperated Molly interrupted, "we have to find a way to get the children home."

"Yes Dear, absolutely right. Well Dumbledore? Any ideas?" Arthur looked at the old headmaster. Dumbledore had his arms crossed and was watching the exchange with evident amusement in his twinkling eyes.

"I have remembered an old text that could solve our problem, the problem in this is that I don't seem to recall where it could be. I promise to try my best to find it but for the time being," he turned to Molly and Arthur, "would you prefer the children to stay here or should we find other accommodations?"

"Here of course! The more the merrier!" Molly promptly replied and then hurried to set up large sleeping tents in the backyard.

"Well I'm off then, got to start somewhere." Dumbledore set off with Snape following close behind him.

"We've been here quite some time, Bill set up the tables in the back supper is almost ready, children," she turned to Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny, "set up the plates."

Soon after, everyone sat down to a large table that accommodated all 23 of the clan and the food came out on enchanted serving plates. Everyone felt awkward at first but the jokester cousins helped settle them into a feeling of normalcy with their constant jokes and loudness. The family atmosphere settled over them and Harry felt warmer than ever. Not only did he have Ron and his family but, in the future, he would have his own. He would survive the terrible prophecy and Voldemort would be gone. His children were happy and unburdened unlike him who was the same age yet felt so much older.

Hermione was a little more worried. Was Ron really the man she was going to marry? She loved him, truly she did, but he was never really present to her. Maybe that would all change this year. She was secretly pleased to know that he would be different in the future, maybe he would become a man she could form a family with. She already was practically family to Molly and Arthur so why not?

All that Ron could think was "finally!" Ron was the last person to admit it but he knew it. He knew that Hermione would eventually come around. Ever since Victor Krum took Hermione to the Yule Ball Ron felt something more than brotherly affection. He started to notice the intricate tangles in her hair and the way she half smiled when she was being secretive. He hated being lovey dovey but he always knew, deep down, that Hermione was going to be in his life forever.

Ginny was as happy as could be. She never even thought of Cho Chang or the other guys who had been eyeing her since last year. She would be with Harry after all! What stories must her children know? Did they know about the diary and Harry's rescue of her? How did she end up with him anyways?

"So, how much can we know?" Ginny asked her children from across the table. The children all looked at each other and conferred.

"Well…everything should be fine except nothing about how you defeat Voldemort or how the battle is won or anything extremely life changing." Rose replied. Ginny thought she really was like her mother as she seemed to be the brains of the operation.

"Oh! Do you wanna see some pictures?!" Fred asked taking out his brightly colored smart phone.

"What is that? Is that a camera?" Harry asked the boy. Fred tossed it over and laughed.

"Uncle Harry, that is the pinnacle of muggle technology, the iPhone X," Fred looked smug while Harry grasped the phone and everyone marveled at it. Arthur especially wanted a look.

"Amazing, so it's a telephone and a camera? Marvelous, truly marvelous." Arthur turned the phone over in wonder and began taking tools out to dissect the thing.

"Gramps I just got it please don't destroy it! How about I show you pictures instead with the projector?" Fred gingerly took the phone back.

"They don't have a projector Fred," Hermione said thinking of the clunky grey box her mother would take out when they were having a family movie night.

"Not to worry, not to worry Aunt Mione! The new iPhone X comes with a built-in projector!" Fred pointed his phone to the side of the house and immediately a ten foot tall selfie of Fred in his pajamas came on screen. "Ah, wrong picture!" Fred exclaimed as he furiously swiped past photos of his duckie pants and fish faces. Everyone fell into a fit of giggles and James jumped out of his chair.

"Step aside cousin, let me show you how it's done!" James projected an image of his family onto the side of the house and Harry's breath caught. There was his future self, smiling, holding his wife's hand and dancing on what looked like a quidditch pitch. "That's you and Mum dancing at the end of the world cup. It's funny Dad I always thought you should've gone pro but Mum was the only one who ever did."

"Pro? I went pro in quidditch? Nice!" Ginny shouted while high fiving her brothers. A loud beeping stopped her mid high five.

BEEP…BEEP…BEEP…

A large image came up on the projector, instead of a family photo what now appeared was a large projection of James' face with the words "Dad calling" on the screen. Everyone was silent and, tentatively, James slid the icon to the word "Answer." Darkness. Then Harry Potter's face appeared on the side of the burrow and shouted:

"JAMES SIRIUS POTTER, WHAT DID YOU DO THIS TIME?!"