Sorry for not updating in forever. I've not even been busy. I have soent four days writing this chapter and it is long. Please read and review, and I'm sorry if the next update takes forever. I'm back at school today.

Upon the arrival of the Hogwarts Express at Hogsmeade Station, the families were piled into the boats that are normally reserved for the first years. However, due to the fact that the boats only hold 4 people each, many families had to be split up, including the Potters.

Luckily for them, Hermione and her children were only a 3, and therefore were able to take James with them.

The magic of seeing Hogwarts on the horizon from those boats was timeless. There were children gaping at the castle and former students experiencing the magic of Hogwarts return to them for a final time.

And the moment when Headmistress McGonagall opened the doors of Hogwarts to the returning students and their families - it struck them all with an intense sense of déjà vu. Or perhaps nostalgia would be a better way to put it - a fond memory from their childhoods.

On arrival to the great hall, all the former students automatically gravitated towards their old house tables - the divides between houses already making themselves known.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Lavender all settled into their old positions on the table (Harry and Ron (with Lavender next to him) opposite Ginny and Hermione). The children found seats next to their parents (or in some cases, next to the friends that they could cause the most mischief with).

When everyone was seated, Headmistress McGonagall rose to her feet and called for silence in the hall.

"Welcome back former Hogwarts students, and welcome to all the future Hogwarts students we have with us today." she began. "It has been 10 years since the Great Wizarding War ended, and since you troublesome lot left Hogwarts as fully realised witches and wizards."

"Yet it still feels like only yesterday that I was telling off Mr Potter, Mr Weasley and Miss Granger for sneaking out after hours to Hagrid's or for doing some other ridiculous deed in the name of what's right."

A ripple of laughter ran through the hall in memory of all the trouble the golden trio once got up to.

"However at the same time it feels like an age ago. An age since we've seen the faces of those who were lost in the war. Their faces are beginning to blur in our minds, and those little details about them that we swore to always remember are slowly fading away."

"So let us take this opportunity - this time when we are all united once more - to honour their memories. To remember them for all they did in their lifetimes, and not just for their deaths."

"For this week we will all stand together at Hogwarts, the place of our great battle, and remember all we have lost, but look forward to the future as well."

"Your children, the future of the wizarding world, are present here today. Let us celebrate that the wizarding world has a future, by giving your children the opportunity to experience parts of Hogwarts prematurely. And giving you the opportunity, to remember the greatest things about this place."

"Thank you all for coming to your Hogwarts 10 year reunion; please enjoy this recreation of a Hogwarts welcoming feast."

With that, the empty plates on the tables filled with foods of all varieties, and the feast began.

"Mmm…" moaned Ron. "This is just as good as I remembered."

"Don't talk with your mouth full!" Hermione and Lavender snapped in unison.

Harry chuckled at their words and mumbled, "Just like old times."

Overhearing Harry's muttered sentiment Hermione replied, "Yeah, it is, isn't it. I've really missed you guys."

"We've missed you too Hermione!" exclaimed Ginny, wrapping her friend up in a hug.

Meanwhile, as the adults continued reminiscing about their Hogwarts days, the children were getting better acquainted with one another.

James and Rose had decided to interrogate the twins, to deem whether they were cool enough to hang out with them. They had already gotten vaguely acquainted on the train, but they had yet to glean all of the necessary information from them.

"So…" began James.

"So…" added Rose.

"So?" coaxed Orion.

"Are you going to say anything or just keep saying so in an 'intimidating' manner?" continued Taurus with a smirk.

Rose humphed snobbishly at them. "We don't know you yet. We want to make sure you're not evil."

"Or jerks," added James.

"Or jerks," agreed Rose.

The twins exchanged a glance. To any onlookers it merely was a glance, but for them, it was a conversation.

Should we trust them?

I don't know yet. What do you think?

I agree.

Let's get close to them. It will make Mum happy.

Then we can determine if they're worth knowing.

"Orion my dear brother, I do believe they think us untrustworthy."

"Well Taurus my dear brother, I do believe we'll have to change that."

"We'll accept your interrogation." they announced in unison. As Rose opened her mouth the say something, they continued. "If you let us do the same to you."

"You want to interrogate us," Rose spluttered. "But we're the children of Harry Potter and Ron Weasley respectively. They saved the world. They're heroes. Of course we're not evil."

"Well we're the sons of Hermione Ma-Granger. She saved the world with your fathers. She's a hero too. Surely that means we can't be evil. At least, not according to your logic."

"Give us a minute would you," Rose addressed the twins. Turning away from the pair and towards James, Rose muttered, "What should we do about them?"

"I don't know!" whispered James incredulously. "You're the brains of this operation!"

"That doesn't mean you can't think too!" muttered Rose angrily. "Anyway, we don't want interrogating, do we?"

"Why not?" asked James. "We've got nothing to hide."

"Yeah but they could. They could be trying to gather information about us, so that they can… do something evil with it or us or something." argued Rose.

"But why would they be evil. They are the sons of Hermione Granger." retaliated James.

"And who though. We don't know who their dad is." Reasoned Rose.

"Like the Hermione Granger would marry some evil Slytherin though." James scoffed.

"I suppose you do have a point there," agreed Rose. "I guess we probably can trust them, even without an interrogation. The way they answered our initial questions proves they aren't completely brainless anyway."

On that note, Rose turned back to the twins and held out a hand. "We have decided to trust you on the basis of your mother's identity. There is no need to question your morals as our parents trust your mother. Therefore we will deign to trust you," she sniffed haughtily.

The twins exchanged a mocking glance, before Orion replied. "We thank you for your gracious decision to trust us."

"We will be sure not to betray it," finished Taurus. By this point the pair were barely holding in their laughter, but years of training allowed them to keep straight faces.

On that note, an amicable exchange began between the twins, Rose, and James.

Back with the adults, Hermione and Ginny had finally stopped hugging, and the conversation had moved onto more interesting matters.

"So Hermione," began Harry. "You said you went to find your parents after the war, did you manage to remove the memory charm you cast on them?"

"Yes, I did. After months of fruitless attempts though," answered Hermione brightly, eager to talk about something that would not expose her relationship prematurely. "They've moved back to England now, in order to spend more time with their grandchildren."

"They were in Australia originally, weren't they," asked Ginny.

"Yes," Hermione replied. "It's a nice place to visit, if you ever get a chance to go. Maybe not for you though Ron, because of the spiders."

Ron paled at the mention of spiders and jumped to return the conversation to other matters. "So, is your husband Australian Hermione?"

"Huh? Oh, no he's not. We did meet in Australia though." (We'll technically it was re-meet, but they didn't need to know that).

"Is that why you spent so long in Australia?" asked Lavender. "After all, I remember Ron telling me that you said you'd only be gone a few months."

Reeling slightly at Lavender's rather blunt question, Hermione responded politely, "I was planning on returning directly after I restored my parents' memories, which was about 3 months after I left. But they weren't happy with what I'd done to protect them, so I decided to stay for another couple of months, in order to explain why I did it and to, well, get back on their good side. I didn't want to be estranged from my parents."

"During those months, I had a job at the Australian Ministry. I reviewed the quality of potions that were being bought for usage by their hospitals, as well as for other purposes. This brought me into contact with the potions company that my husband worked for. Due to his role in the organisation, we came into contact a lot. Eventually, he asked me out and we started dating."

"I'm not going to pretend that it was perfect. We broke up a few times, had disagreements, just like any couple. But in the end we kept coming back to each other. We got married a few years later and then the twins were born."

"After that we began thinking. We wanted our children to attend Hogwarts, so we decided to return to the UK. We've been keeping a low profile ever since, because we wanted to keep out of the public eye. I'm sorry I didn't contact you sooner. It's one of my greatest regrets." Hermione finished.

The others rushed to assure her that the past was in the past, and all that mattered was that they were back together now.

As the meal came to a close, Headmistress McGonagall rose from her seat to address the hall.

"Now, we have brought out the sorting hat, for any children who would like to find out their future house. Of course, this house may change as they mature, and this is just for fun."

"Any children who wish to be sorted, please come up to the front now. May we also request that no children under the age of five come up, as their thoughts are not comprehensive enough yet for the sorting hat to deduce a house from them."

All around the hall, children began rising to their feet.

Rose and James pulled Taurus and Orion along behind them to get in the queue (the other Potter and Weasley children being too young as of yet).

Across the other side of the hall, Libra was pouting about being too young, and a reluctant Scorpius was being dragged up by an eager Jaya Zabini (Luna and Blaise's 7 year old daughter; their son Damien was only 3 years of age and was therefore joining Libra in pouting).

Once all the children had queued up at the front, the sorting began.

Whilst the majority of the children ended up in the same house as their parents, there were a few surprises. Dean and Seamus' son being a Slytherin caused a bit of an upset, as well as Daphne Greengrass and Theo Nott's daughter being in Hufflepuff.

Then it got to Rose and James. Unsurprisingly, they were both in Gryffindor. After all, it would be a travesty of the child of Harry Potter, Ron Weasley or Hermione Granger were in any house other that Gryffindor (well mainly of one was in Slytherin).

When the first of the twins went up, silence came over the hall. Everyone wanted to see the children of the Hermione Granger, and if they followed in their mother's footsteps as Gryffindors.

Unbeknownst to them, Draco Malfoy was smirking both internally and externally, as he knew that that would most definitely not be the case.

"Slytherin!" cried out the sorting hat, a short time after it had been placed on Orion's head.

The silence in the hall became even more deafening, as Orion trotted off to the side to wait for his twin.

Everyone was shocked out of their stupors by the sauntering of Taurus "Granger" (Malfoy) up to the sorting hat.

As soon as it touched his head it yelled Slytherin.

The hall was full of whispered comments and not-so-whispered comments, with even the professors subtly gossiping.

Meanwhile back at the Gryffindor table, Ron had turned to Hermione, mouth agape.

"I can't believe your kids are in Slytherin! I mean, you're Hermione! Goody-two-shoes Hermione!"

Ron gulped audibly at the unimpressed expression that appeared on Hermione's face.

"Does anyone have a problem with my sons being in Slytherin?" Hermione asked in a slightly threatening tone.

The group knew how Hermione could get when she was annoyed, so were quick to shake their heads in response.

At least, most of them were.

Rose and James were just returning to the table, in the midst of gossiping about the twins' placement, at the time Hermione asked that all important question.

"I can't believe the children of Hermione Granger are evil!" exclaimed Rose. "It doesn't make any sense. She's a war heroine. She's a force for good. Or she was at least. Who knows what she's been up to in the past decade?"

"I know right!" replied James. "And to think, we were going to trust them!"

Cough, cough.

The pair turned to look at the assembly of adults before them.

"James Sirius Potter!" reprimanded Harry. "We did not raise you to be intolerant. Just because Hermione's sons are in Slytherin, doesn't mean they're evil. Not all Slytherins are evil, and not all Gryffindors are good!"

Everyone looked to Ron and Lavender expectantly.

"Yeah… what Harry said." Ron added weakly.

"That's a lot different from what you normally say Dad." Rose humphed.

Accusatory gazes turned on Ron.

Rushing to clear his name, Ron sputtered, "I just tell the kids stories about when we were at school, about Malfoy and his cronies and stuff. You know, about really evil Slytherins. I never said that all Slytherins are evil."

Hermione was enraged at the insult to her husband underneath the surface, but externally she maintained a façade of calmness (well slight rage at Ron, but mainly calmness).

"Maybe you should stop making out Slytherins to be so bad in all your stories Ronald," Hermione suggested just a little too nicely. "Then perhaps they won't have such intolerant viewpoints."

Gaping at Hermione's bluntness, Ron could only nod submissively.

By this point, the twins had returned to the table and James was attempting to engage in conversation with them, still feeling bad about his previous behaviour. Rose was not doing quite so well, but at least she wasn't glaring at them.

Back with the sorting, a flash of platinum hair garnered the attention of the majority of the hall. It was obvious that this was the child of Draco Malfoy, as he seemed to be a carbon copy of his father.

As miniature Malfoy sat down upon the stool, many were shocked when the hat didn't immediately yell Slytherin, as it had for his father.

After several minutes of deciding from the sorting hat, resulting in miniature Malfoy looking rather uncomfortable on the stool.

Finally, the hat yelled something that only his family could have predicted, "Gryffindor!"

Once again, the hall was stunned into silence.

A Malfoy in Gryffindor. It was unheard of.

Hermione was struggling to contain her pride that one of her children was following in her footsteps.

Draco was annoyed because he owed Blaise ten galleons. But proud of his son. Proud that one of his children had turned out like his wonderful wife. Even if they did have a screw-up like him for a father.

As everyone began to regain their bearings, gossip began to spread like wildfire around the hall, with the main question on everyone's lips being: who is that kid's mother?

Everyone looked over to where the Malfoy were sat and were disappointed to note that he didn't seem to have a partner with him, as all those around him seemed paired off.

At the Gryffindor table, Harry and Ron were recovering from their shock.

"Blimey!" exclaimed Ron. "I wonder who Malfoy married if they have a kid in Gryffindor."

"Dunno mate," replied Harry. "He's been off the radar for years. His personal life isn't exactly broadcasted across the country."

"Doesn't look like he's here with a partner either." Ginny added. "Wait a second, is that Luna?" She continued whilst looking towards the Slytherin table.

The group craned their necks to look at the Slytherin table.

"Yeah, I think it is," replied Lavender. "It looks like she's with Zabini. I think he's got his arm around her!"

"Well, she always was a bit loopy. Not that surprising she was deluded enough to marry a Slytherin." Ron said matter a factly.

"Ronald!" Hermione and Ginny exclaimed in unison.

"Luna was our friend, don't insult her!" Ginny continued. "I'm sure she married Zabini because she loves him. She may have been a bit eccentric, but she was always very in touch with her emotions. I can't imagine her marrying someone for any reason other than love."

Ron apologised sheepishly.

"We'll have to go say hello to her later," suggested Harry.

After a chorus of agreement came from the group, they returned to watching the remaining sortings.

With the feast and sorting over, Headmistress McGonagall rose once more.

"Now that our welcome feast has ended, it is time for you all to make your way to the accommodations."

"You can choose to be accommodated in your old house dormitories, or in family rooms on the fourth floor. If you are heading towards your old house dormitories, please follow the head of that house. If you decide to room in our family rooms on the fourth floor, I will lead the way there."

"And for a final time, I would like to say, welcome back to Hogwarts."

Both Harry and Ginny, and Ron and Lavender decided to stay in the Gryffindor dorms. With their decisions made, they all turned to Hermione expectantly.

Hermione knew that she wouldn't be able to get away with sleeping in the family rooms, as people would see her going into a room with Draco, not to mention Harry and Ron and would talk her ear off about moving into the dormitories.

"Yeah, ok, I'll stay in the Gryffindor dorms." Hermione consented.

Orion and Taurus pulled faces at that, before schooling their faces into calmer expressions.

With that, the feast was over and everyone headed to rooms for the night.

The wards had been disabled on the dormitory stairs, so as to allow families to stay together. As there were nine beds needed between the group of former Gryffindors, they decided to share two dorm rooms.

Harry and Ginny, Ron and Lavender, Hermione, Albus and Hugo shared one room - so the adults could stay together and keep the youngest children with them.

That left Rose, Hugo, Taurus and Orion in the other room. They had been trusted to behave, but if they didn't, Hermione would be moving into that room.

As the night wore down, all began to sleep.

All except Hermione.

That night, Hermione snuck out of the dormitories - just as she used to do in school, and met with her husband in the room of requirement.

"It's just like old times," murmured Draco. "Sneaking around at night for a romantic rendezvous."

"Shut up, you sap." Hermione giggled. "How are things going with the Slytherins?"

"They're very accepting of Luna and Blaise, and I told them that my wife is on a course that she can't miss out on. They're a lot more tolerant than I would have thought. And I can't say I predicted Pansy ending up with Astoria Greengrass."

"Pansy Parkinson and Astoria Greengrass! Actually I can kind of see that working. Do you think you're going to restart your friendships with them?"

"I think I might. They're a lot different to how they were in school. More mature. Less close-minded. They're actually decent people when they're not such being purists."

"Do you think they'll accept our relationship though?"

"I think they will. As I said, they've changed a lot. What about Potter and Weasley; how's it going with them?"

"I mean, I've realised how much I missed them, and Harry and Ginny seem a lot more accepting of Slytherins now, much less discriminatory. I can't say the same for Ron though. He's raised his children on stories about 'evil Slytherins like Malfoy' and he wasn't very happy that Orion and Taurus were in Slytherin."

"I suppose it's good that Potter has changed his views. If Weasel hasn't yet though, I'm not sure he ever will. And if that's the case, then he doesn't deserve your friendship."

"I guess we might come out of this with some new friends then. You'll have to get on with Harry if he's accepting of us!" she teased.

"Ugh, don't remind me. Let's just relax for a little bit and do what we used to do on our secret rendezvous." Draco wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

Hermione started laughing at him, causing Draco to look rather affronted.

"What, am I not as irresistible as I used to be?" Draco said in a hurt tone.

Hermione leaned in to give him a peck on the lips, "Of course you are. You'll always be irresistible to me. Merlin, that was so cheesy," she cringed at herself. " But before we get onto more pleasurable matters, how are Scorp and Libra doing?"

"Scorp's proud to be in Gryffindor like you. I had to give Blaise ten galleons because of that you know! I thought he'd be in Ravenclaw."

"That's where everyone thought I'd be, but I surprised them, just like Scorp did."

"Yeah, he's a bit self-conscious that everyone was looking at him because he wasn't in Slytherin. It isn't dimming his joy at being a Gryffindor though."

"Good, I'd hate for him to be ashamed of his house. How's Libra?"

"Bored. She does quite like Pansy and Astoria's daughter though. They seem to be becoming fast friends."

"It's good that she's making friends. The twins seem to have befriended Harry's son, but Ron's daughter seems to be wary of them because if their house. That's just where Ron's prejudices rubbing off on her got her, I guess."

"Yeah." Draco hummed. "Now can we move onto something a bit more pleasurable." He winked at her.

"Sure," she murmured, before the pair fell together to spend the little time they had together as well as they could.

A few hours later, no one noticed Hermione sneaking back into the dormitory, fresh off her night of lovemaking with her husband.