Potter Island, Bermuda Triangle, the following morning

Three figures emerged from the Atlantic, clad only in the sea-foam. Wednesday Friday Potter nee Addams grinned at Harry and Ginny. She may have been their wife for only a few days, but had been their lover for some four months or so and their friend for about seventeen years. The newlywed still had her long black hair tied back in a ponytail and pale skin, not looking anything like a woman of fifty-nine. Her True Loves (both over twenty years her junior!) told her she still had incredible stamina and passion, which they tested on a regular basis. All Wednesday had to do was say a few words in French and Ginny was demanding a three-way (and neither Harry nor her would deny her!).

Wednesday still thought being taken as a prisoner of war to a planet in a parallel universe alongside Harry and Ginny at Easter time that year was ironically the best thing to ever happen to her. After making out with (or snogging, as she supposed she should say now she lived in London!) the pair of them a couple of times apiece in the week or so before, Harry and Ginny decided the three of them should apply the "wear as little as possible and exchange body heat" technique for staying warm in their cell. Since the two of them had realised from the kisses that they had both fallen in love with her (and she with them) without falling out of love with each other, nothing was worn and much body heat was exchanged. They proposed to her the following day. Since the Addamses all adored Harry and Ginny and the Weasleys and Potters loved Wednesday, this was met with great rejoicing.

Since Harry and his sons were of the select group of males considered Blessed of the Six Goddesses, they were free to visit Themyscira. They celebrated their nuptials there, as Hippolyta didn't care what relationship you wanted formalising, as long as the Goddesses were willing for her to bless it for you.

Before that, in late July 2016, Harry, Ginny and a number of friends (including Wednesday and Pugsley) had thwarted a scheme of Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott's. During that episode, they had rescued the likes of Pansy Parkinson and Millicent Bulstrode from a life of bullying and worse in Pansy's case. As Princess Diana of Themyscira was among the group of friends Harry had assembled, she arranged for Pansy, Millie, Tracy Davis and Daphne Greengrass to have therapy on Themyscira. Whilst there, Millie and Pansy had fallen in love. At Christmas, Harry had blood-rite adopted Millie as his sister and she had married Pansy a couple of days later. Now Millie worked as the Auror Department's archivist, at the same time as being the British wizard world's very own superhero Wonder Witch, chosen by the Six Goddesses of Themyscira themselves. Pansy was Ginny's PA.

As a wedding present from the Six Goddesses, Pansy and Millie were given an island a few miles from Themyscira. Harry had thought calling it Potter Island "tacky", but Ginny, Millie and Pansy all voted in favour of the name. Now Millie and Pansy were looking after the children at 12 Grimmauld Place, the loft of which had been converted into a flat for the couple, whilst Harry, Ginny and Wednesday had a fortnight's honeymoon on the island after their wedding ceremony. The main house (only recently completed – before that wizard tents were the order of the day) was as private as it got, so Harry and Wednesday (previously an American Auror, now the official liaison between the Ministry of Magic and the White Council) weren't likely to be bothered unless Something Really Major came up. Woe betide anyone who approached them for anything unimportant – the wrath of Ginny was sure to follow!

Kreacher had left dressing gowns, towels, beach mat and picnic hamper nearby. The happy trio dried themselves and helped themselves to pork pies, sausage rolls, ham and cheese rolls and the other goodies the old elf had prepared for them.

"Lovely!" Ginny pronounced the food. She picked up the latest Quibbler and started to read. "Rex's coverage of our Big Day is superb. Now for my own paper…"

Harry grinned at her. "Well, the Daily Prophet isn't the propaganda vehicle it was. Now it hires true professionals, like you darling!"

"Aw, how sweet!" Ginny replied, before kissing him softly. "And you are right! The articles are… What the hell? Rita bloody Skeeter!"

"What?!" Harry looked at the article. "You used a heady cocktail of amortentia and kinky behaviour in the bedroom to capture the affections of first me and then Weds, in order to make a claim for the entire Potter and half the Addams fortunes? This combined wealth will be used to fund further Potter-Weasley schemes to take over the British magical world even further than we have thus far?

"I've never read such rubbish in my life, Gin! No-one who knows us would believe…"

"They do, darling! That Rita's a proven liar, but still people read her every word. She's convincing too.

"Why, I should go back to the office. She'll be Bat-Bogey Hexed so badly…"

"Non, ma femme, il y a une meilleure façon de faire de votre point de vue." Wednesday flashed a grin worthy of a vampire.

"I take it that is not a chat-up line, Weds?"

"No, Gin, I was saying that there are better ways of making your opinion known. We'll have to get dressed. I need to mirror-call Dad.

"This is a great insult to your family…"

"Our family, darling!" Harry corrected her.

"Oui, merci beaucoup! Our family! I'm sure my father can put this irritating insect back in her place!"

"That sounds like fun! We are going to be contacting Pansy, Millie and the kids later. Millie asked us yesterday if we could suspend Albus' grounding for a family trip to Themyscira. I wonder what they are up to…?"

Themyscira

Pansy Potter was clad in her usual attire for Themyscira: short white dress that left almost all of her arms and most of her legs bare; brown leather sandals; and a laurel wreath in her hair. She cradled her lower torso, where new life was even now developing. Harry was the donor, which made it even more special. She and Millie had been denied much parental affection in infancy or subsequently. They had even recently been disowned by the Parkinsons and Bulstrodes. Well, the Potters, Weasleys and Addamses would never do that to them! Their child would have two – no, four! – loving mothers, an adoring father and three devoted elder siblings.

She stood by the side of a lake where a small sailing dinghy was moored. Millie was teaching James the finer points of steering. Lily was grinning happily at the prow, Albus as sulky as ever next to her. A phase, Hermione Weasley kept calling it. All four were in casual clothes and life jackets.

Pansy approached the vessel. Millie saw her, disembarked and came over to kiss her. "You OK, love? How's our child treating you today?"

"Fine thanks, dear." She looked at the dinghy. "The Themyscira? Do you remember us when we were Al's age pretending to be those muggle children from the 1930s?"

"Nancy and Peggy Blackett? You know, now that we are honorary Amazons, that is rather ironic!

"Actually, Rex introduced me to John and Nancy Walker a couple of months back. Thanks to that Royal Jelly, you would never guess they were eighty-something great-grandparents. They lead the nautical branch of the once junior adventurers in the Crown's service."

"Really? We must ask Rex to arrange something for the kids."

Millie grinned, kissed her wife and boarded the vessel. "Cast off, master mate!" she ordered.

"Aye, aye, captain!" said James, grinning broadly.

The vessel was cast off and sailed into the lake. Millie was pleased to see James take to sailing like a duck to water.

At the prow, Lily was trying to interest Albus in the experience. "Look, Al, at the beautiful views…"

"…Which are exactly the same as they were from the jetty!"

"You are grumpy today – as always. You used to be such a good big brother…"

Albus grumpily shoved her. Unfortunately, he forgot she was leaning well forward over the prow of a boat. She toppled and fell into the lake (surprisingly deep and of a decent diameter) with a scream and floated away.

"James," Millie called, "take the tiller." She spun herself to the right and with the usual vortex, flash of light and thunderclap was Wonder Witch. The black, but speckled with white astrological symbols, armour and skirt covered her from décolletage to mid-thigh. Her costume was completed by black knee-length boots; a golden belt with a lasso, sword in scabbard and Caduceus wand in holster; two large golden bracelets; and a golden tiara with a red Caduceus symbol. Activating the hover charms on the boots allowed her to fly over the lake, retrieve Lily and return her to the jetty, where Pansy was waiting with a bath towel and a flask of tea.

"Thank you so much, Auntie Wonder Witch!" Lily cried happily as she hugged and kissed her aunt and rescuer.

"Anytime, littl'un!

"Now, I have to go and help James get the Themyscira back to the jetty. You will be a good girl for Auntie Pansy, won't you?"

"Yes, I will. Thank you too, Auntie Pansy!" Pansy just hugged her niece close and kissed her hair as Wonder Witch took to the skies and flew back to the dinghy. As James was doing an admirable job of steering and tacking, it was not tricky to get the boat safely moored.

As they were mooring, Albus leapt off the dinghy, only to be hit with a full body bind spell almost immediately. "Busted!" smirked Lily, as Pansy returned her wand to its usual place.

"Don't gloat, Lily! It's not ladylike!"

"Sorry, Auntie Pansy."

"That's OK. Now, young man, we shall have to mention this to your parents. I'm sure your mum and dad will want to speak to you about your behaviour."

Albus inwardly groaned. Dad will want to talk to me sternly before extending my grounding. Mum is more likely to yell loudly at me, before drawing her wand and casting the Bat-Bogey Hex… It's not as if I meant to knock Lily overboard. She was rescued almost immediately, anyway. Life is so unfair!

Just then, the Invisible Jet came into land and the seven occupants disembarked (Kara Danvers, Donna Troy and Roy Harper had been recruited). The Batplane landed next to it, with Batman, Catwoman, Nightwing and Batgirl on board. Mary Grayson was back at Wayne Manor under Alfred's watchful care, as Dick and Barbara may be required. Wonder Woman came over to embrace Millie (who had by now span herself back into her civilian identity), Pansy and the children. "How is your pregnancy going, Pansy?"

"Not too bad so far, thank you Diana."

"Good.

"Millie, we suspect the demon Neron has got involved in real estate, by turning a crooked property developer into a demonic figure. We need both magic and muscle on this one."

"Auntie Wonder Witch has both in spades!" James agreed.

"Thanks, Jamie!" said Millie, affectionately ruffling his hair. As James had the trademark Potter messy black hair, he just grinned. Auntie Millie and her alter ego are the epitome of coolness!

"Thank you. I believe both your parents are on Potter Island, James?"

"All three of my parents, Wonder Woman!

"Wait! You're not planning on… Mum will be so mad if Dad and Mom have to leave their honeymoon early. They haven't had a week of their fortnight yet!"

"Hopefully, it will just be for a couple of days. I'm sure Ginny can work out her frustrations by hexing a few bad guys!"

Potter Island

Once Ginny was finally calmed down (an hour or so of love-making was required), a dressing gowned Wednesday mirror-called her father. After a brief overview of the situation, a furious Gomez Addams vowed to find a way of "clipping the bug's wings". Wednesday was glad that Rita Skeeter was not able to visit Themyscira and its adjacent islands in the Bermuda Triangle. She was sure Ginny would have gladly strangled her fellow journalist if she had attended her wedding or snooped on her honeymoon.

After a nice spot of sky-clad swimming and sunbathing, the three spouses had put their dressing gowns on to mirror-call Millie, Pansy and the children.

"Hello lovebirds!" Millie greeted them. "How is the honeymoon going?"

"Very well, thank you sis!" Harry assured her. "What about you?"

Millie, Pansy and James described the boating expedition.

"Are you OK, sweetheart?" Wednesday asked Lily.

"Fine thank you, Mommy. Auntie Wonder Witch saved my life. She is my heroine!

"Am I old enough to be her sidekick yet?"

"NO!" Harry, Ginny and Millie exclaimed in horror. The last-named did give a reassuring "Maybe once you are a teenager, littl'un."

"If I'm a good girl…?"

"The answer is still the same, young lady!"

"But Mummy…?!"

"She's right, Lily."

"Daddy!"

"As for you, Albus Severus Potter," Ginny announced, "we will be having words about your attitude and behaviour yet again. Your father and I shall consider the appropriate punishment."

"Lily, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to…"

"Too little, too late, Al!" Harry told him sternly.

"James, Millie is proud of your handling of the Themyscira. If you want to go sailing with her again, I shall happily give my blessing. Try not to be put off from further voyages, Lily. Al, if you go anywhere near a boat for the foreseeable future, you will be grounded until you are eighteen. Do I make myself clear?!"

"Yes, Dad. But Lily…"

"You are so lucky," Ginny exploded, "that I am unable to hex through a mirror!"

"Mum!"

Pansy sighed. "Harry, Ginny, Wednesday, I hate to say this, but Diana wants to speak to you."

"Certainly, Pansy. Is she there?

"Diana, ma belle, what's up?"

"Neron has been up to no good in London, Wednesday. We need all the magical help we can get!"

"Great! I should have known we wouldn't get a full fortnight's honeymoon! When I get my hands on this… Who did you say, Diana?"

"Neron the demon. He seems to be behind another demon taking over an old house in London."

"Harry love, does the Bat-Bogey Hex work on demons?"

"I haven't the foggiest, Gin! Weds?"

"Je n'ai aucune idée, mon cher époux. Désolé!"

"Sorry?"

"She has no idea, her beloved husband. Sorry!" Pansy interpreted.

"Weds, your French is so…"

"Mum!"

"Sorry, James, I forgot you, Albus and Lily were there."

"We'll portkey back to London tonight," Harry decided. "Once back, I can contact Ron to discuss our plans. And then, Albus, we shall discuss the rest of your punishment…"

His youngest son gulped.

Thankfully, Kreacher was able to get 12 Grimmauld Place shipshape in time for their return. Having notified Ron, Harry told Albus his grounding without broom, TV, computer, mobile, music or video games was extended until he started Hogwarts (school shopping, apart). Ginny had then taken him over her knee and spanked him soundly. The smarting boy then stomped off to his bedroom.

Once Ron, Hermione and their children had arrived, they began to decide on a course of action.

"I've spoken to Kingsley, Harry," Ron told him. "I've said that I shall be working with the missus and the three of you.

"Kingsley has ordered the other Aurors to remember that you and Wednesday are still officially on holiday. That should prevent you from getting the usual nonsense of your positions as Head Auror and… How would you define your position in the Auror Department, Wednesday?"

"Bent backwards over Harry's desk, mon vieux!"

"Firstly, isn't that rather awkward in those long flowing Gothic dresses?" Hermione asked. "Secondly, I think Ron meant your official title."

"White Council liaison to the Ministry of Magic, Hermione. I answer directly to Harry Dresden."

"She doesn't like to sleep with her boss!" Harry grinned.

"And we both want her to remain in our bed," Ginny agreed.

Wednesday grinned before kissing them in turn.

"Seriously," Hermione began, "how do you fight a demon? I could speak to the vicar regarding the diocesan exorcist, if you like?"

"Thanks, love," Ron agreed. "We'll meet up with the others tomorrow morning."

Ginny snuggled up to Harry and Wednesday in bed that night. "So much for two weeks of sun, sea, sand and sex!"

"We should be back on Potter Island soon," Harry assured her.

"You know, we might not have the sun, sea or sand, but we can still have the sex, mes amours!" Wednesday said drawing them into a long three-way kiss.

"Well," said Harry cheerfully, "we are still technically on our honeymoon…"