Getting To Know You

Fred led the way down to the kitchen with an air of someone who could get there with their eyes closed.

"You seem to know my house very well," James said to him.

"Oh well I've spent a good part of my life here, it's basically my second home well apart from The Burrow. Seeing as Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny have a huge house Louis and I normally come here for at least three weeks every summer, I spend the rest of it at The Burrow, my house and my Gran's house. Louis always has to go to France for a lot of the summer as well because his mum's parents and his annoying French cousins live there which is bit annoying but we still manage to prank just as many people without him," Fred explained.

"Sounds like fun," Lily muttered sarcastically not even wanting to know what their pranks involved.

"You sound like my kind of guys," Sirius laughed helping himself to more food "Want some?"

"Sure," Fred said also getting some food.

"Well why don't you introduce yourselves properly," Lily said getting the attention away from food honestly how much can one person eat in a day, Sirius must have broken a record.

"Well seeing as I'm your oldest grandchild," James smirked "I'll go first. I'm twenty-one, I play Chaser in Quidditch, I was Gryffindor Captain and now I play Chaser for Puddlemere United."

"You are officially the best grand-godson ever," Sirius grinned.

"That isn't even a word," Rose and Lily said together causing each other to laugh.

"It is now," Sirius said.

"What about me," Al pretended to be hurt.

"Oh well how about I don't have a favourite then," Sirius said after a moment of thought.

"I could be your favourite," Lily suggested "I'm Daddy's favourite."

Lily noted that she must be a real Daddy's girl if she still called her father 'Daddy' when she was eighteen.

"And you never let anyone forget it," James grumbled.

"Don't be silly, we all know Uncle Harry doesn't have favourites," Rose said wanting to avoid an argument but even she couldn't deny that Harry had a soft spot for Lily.

"Well James, you aren't that good a Chaser anyway, you've been playing for three years and you still haven't managed to break any of Mum's records," Lily smirked.

"Your Mum plays?" James was interested; had his son married someone famous?

"She used to but she had to retire when she got pregnant with James, though apparently she didn't tell anyone apart from our family till she was about six months pregnant so she wouldn't have to stop playing, Grandma was the one to speak out in the end; she was really worried that Mum would get a Bludger to the stomach, Mum was really dedicated," Al laughed.

"She broke loads of records and brought England to victory in the World Cup," Lucy went on then smirked "James couldn't do that."

"It was not my fault, I scored loads of goals. It was that Keeper, he conceded more goals than I scored and then our bloody Seeker went and flew into a Bludger and France's Seeker caught the Snitch," James said annoyed "Lily we really need you on the team, you're quite the Seeker."

"I've already told you a million times that I don't know if I want to play Quidditch," Lily replied.

"Is your Mum famous?" Sirius voiced James's thoughts.

"Very," the Potters replied.

"OH MY MERLIN, MY SON IS MARRIED TO A FAMOUS QUIDDITCH PLAYER! THIS IS AMAZING! MY SON IS MARRIED TO SOMEONE FAMOUS!" James yelled.

Fred, Lucy and Rose burst out laughing; if their Aunt Ginny was famous, then what was Uncle Harry?

"What on earth is so funny about that," Lily asked confused.

"Dad is very famous too," Al explained a smile playing on his mouth.

"For what?" Sirius asked.

"Nothing really, just defeating the most evil Dark Wizard of all time," Fred said offhandedly "When he was seventeen with Expelliarmus."

James, Sirius and Lily gaped.

"You don't mean Voldemort," James said suddenly very worried for his son who he didn't even know yet.

"Why was my son facing Voldemort at the age of seventeen," Lily asked faintly.

"Who would have guessed Expelliarmus could defeat Voldemort," Sirius said in awe. Lily smacked him.

"What in Merlin's name was he doing facing Voldemort," Lily turned on the time travellers.

"It's a very long story and I mean very long story," Rose said.

"I need to know," Lily said firmly.

"But you don't, you're only eighteen right now he isn't even born, you two aren't even married," Lucy pointed out.

"Please," Lily said again.

"We'll tell you later, Remus might want to know and I don't feel like explaining it twice," James said. Lily looked moderately happy with this answer.

"Well as you know, I'm Fred Weasley, I'm also twenty-one," Fred said.

"Are you all twenty-one," Sirius wondered.

"No just James, our cousin Louis and me," Fred said.

"Louis is going to be so jealous," James laughed "We get to meet the Marauders while he's stuck with Scorpius."

Rose scowled and was about to say something but Sirius beat her to it.

"You know about us," Sirius asked.

"Of course we bloody well know," James said impatiently "Prongs is my grandfather. We've carried on you're legacy as trouble makers along with Louis."

"Excellent," James grinned.

"Professor McGonagall actually gave them their own chairs in her office, they were in there so often," Rose laughed.

"Wow, we never had that privilege," Sirius pouted.

"Apparently McGonagall contemplated retirement the year before we came," Fred laughed.

"Why," James wondered "She can't have known how bad you were before you got there."

"Well put it this way," Rose said "James's parents were well known for the number of rules they broke at school. His uncles started the most successful Joke Shop of all time. He's descended of the Weasleys and Potters who are both known for their ability to cause mayhem. His grandfather was James Potter and his Dad's godfather was Sirius Black and McGonagall knew all too well how much trouble you got in. Then factor in that Uncle Harry called him James Sirius and his godfather is George Weasley who constantly supplies him with joke products. And that's only James."

"Then there's me, Fred Weasley. I'm named after one of the Weasley twins and a war hero, I'm a Weasley, my Dad owns a joke shop, my uncles and aunts are nearly all troublemakers or at least like a laugh apart from Hermione, Fleur and Percy, although they do enjoy a bit of humour. I grew up in a joke shop basically and was a master at pranks by the age of two." Fred smirked "I suppose McGonagall wasn't too worried about Louis, I mean Uncle Bill was Head Boy and a Prefect but she knew he was friends with us and all in all, it might have been wise of her to retire."

Sirius and James were looking at Fred and James in awe.

"You're Dad owns a joke shop?" James said after a moment of just staring.

"Yes, the best in the world, Weasley Wizard Wheezes," Fred said proudly "I work there now as well."

"Who's your Dad?" Lily asked.

"George Weasley,"

"So you're named after his brother," Lily guessed.

"Yes, do you know them," Fred asked with a hint of pain in his voice.

"They're only three months old, fancy being older than you're dad," Sirius laughed.

"Fancy being around when you're Dad isn't even born," Al smirked "His parents aren't even married yet." Al smirked at Lily and James causing Lily to blush slightly.

"We're getting off topic," Fred said directing the attention back to him "I was in Gryffindor and made up the Chaser Dream team along with Louis and James."

"Then you abandoned us to go work at the shop," James huffed.

"So was the whole Gryffindor team made up of you're family?" James asked.

"At one point there was two Potters, four Weasleys and a Wood," Lucy laughed.

"That would have been fun to commentate," Sirius laughed.

"Trust me it was fun to play against," Lucy grinned "I played Beater for Hufflepuff; oh it was a good time to take out my frustration at my family, especially James."

"Oi," James pouted "You love me really."

"Keep telling yourself that James," Lucy rolled her eyes.

"They really do love each other," Rose said ignoring them. "In a brother, sister way of course, I think they bonded when they spent their childhood annoying Molly."

"Your grandmother?" Lily asked confused.

"No my twin sister, she's named after my grandma and I'm named after my other grandma," Lucy explained. "I just annoy her for the fun of it; James annoys her because he doesn't like her."

"I don't mind her, if she would just stop spending her life in Uncle Percy's library or at work and if she maybe took an interest in Quidditch and even pretend to support me in my matches. She doesn't even turn up!" James complained.

"Oh yes what was her excuse last match," Al said "'Sorry I'm busy writing a report on the danger involved in Gobstones' Gobstones aren't even dangerous! Uncle George said she's following her Dad's footsteps. Don't get me wrong, I really like her but she really is too obsessed with work."

"I think you all need to leave her alone," Rose said defending her cousin "if our family were all like her and you were the only Quidditch freak, James. How would you feel?"

"You give me this lecture every time I mention her," James complained.

"Well if you would just lay off then I wouldn't have too," Rose retorted "Lucy back me up, she's your sister."

"James please don't insult her behind her back," Lucy said lazily. James smirked at Rose knowing he had basically won that argument.

Lily watched this argument with a hint of jealousy; these cousins got on so well they could tease each other and argue playfully and then laugh it all off. Lily was jealous because her own sister couldn't even accept her for what she was and every argument she had with Petunia left her feeling guilty and worn down, she knew that she and Petunia would probably never laugh off silly arguments ever again or tease each other without leaving a lasting emotional scar of some sort. In truth Lily really missed her big sister and the way they used to be but if Petunia couldn't accept her own sister then Lily didn't know what to do. She was awoken from her thoughts by Sirius.

"So Rose," he asked looking pointedly at her attire, "Who's the lucky guy?"

"Emm, Scorpius," Rose replied.

"Why don't you tell them his surname," Lily suggested grinning.

"It isn't important," Rose snapped.

"Well if you won't tell them, then I will," Lucy smirked

"Lucy, don't you dare," Rose fired up but Lucy ignored her.

"If we were forty-eight years in the future, Rose would be about to become … Mrs Rose Malfoy." Lucy grinned.

James and Sirius's jaws dropped.