Disclaimer: I do not own the world of Harry Potter.


It had been a quiet Sunday at the Weasley home. Rose had barricaded herself in her room and was trying to read all of her textbooks in one day. Hugo had tried to get her out of the room, but got yelled at by his normally pleasant sister. After that Hugo quietly wandering around the house, trying to find something to do. Although he was not noisy, it was still a little unnerving having the young boy come into the room, look around for a while, mess with anything he could find, and then leave again. Ron suggested that Hugo go over to a friends house a while, which Hugo happily did.

That left the two adults some time to themselves. Hermione was able to do a great deal of paper work for the office. In the summer she did a lot of her work from home. Ron was also able to do some paper work for the joke shop, but he was not quite as productive as Hermione.

When Hugo came home he bugged his dad until Ron agreed to play chess with him. When the smell of dinner filled the house, Rose finally emerged from her room.

"There you are dear. I thought your head might have exploded from all the information." Ron joked with his daughter. She chucked, knowing her father was just having fun. She went over and watched the game.

"I just could not put the books down. There is so much to learn. I wouldn't do that Hugo."

"Hey, you can't help him out." Ron exclaimed. It was very hard to beat Ron, so often the kids would work together to try and defeat him. Hermione walked into the living room to see what had caused the sudden increase in volume. She smiled at her family.

"Dinner will be ready in ten minutes. Rose, it's good to see you. Almost forgot what you looked like." Another round of laughter arose from the family. "Rose can you help me set the table."

"Sure mom." She jumped up and followed her mother into the kitchen. As her mother handed her the silverware she started to babble about the things she had read. She would ask her mother questions, but would not allow her to answer them. After a while, Hermione just stopped trying to answer and finished making dinner. Finally Hermione had to stop her daughter.

"Alright Rose. That is enough school talk for now. Go get your father and brother and we will eat." Rose happily skipped into the other room. The three of them came back not long after, eager to eat. They all started to help themselves to the delicious food in front of them.

"Mom, I read my whole potions book and I did not find anything about Polyjuice potion. What is that?" Ron and Hermione laughed. They had hopefully thought that their children had forgotten about the conversation the night before, but they knew it was too good to be true.

"The potion allows the drinker to take on the appearance of someone else." Hermione answered.

"That's really cool." Both Rose and Hugo commented.

"It is, but it tasted disgusting and it really is not the most pleasant experience," Ron shuddered remembering his experiences with the potion.

"Yes, it is very disgusting, and very difficult to make. It is not even taught at N.E.W.T. level. Many fully trained witches and wizards have a hard time with this potion." Hermione said, hoping her daughter would not try her hand at it like she had.

"Dad said you made it at school. When did you do that?" Rose asked.

"Well," Hermione hesitated, "It was our second year." She said is quickly hoping to not make a big deal about it.

"What? You made it your second year. But how?" Her daughter was obviously a little confused.

"It was not easy. And you are not to try something so dangerous you understand?" Rose nodded and Hermione continued. "First off I needed to get the book with the directions in it. Luckily there was a professor that year that easy to manipulate." Ron nearly spat out his food at hearing this.

"That's one way of putting it. Lockhart was an idiot. As long as you flattered him you could probably convince him to do anything."

"He was not an idiot," she said. She saw Ron's face and backtracked a bit. "Well, he wasn't the smartest. And I do admit that he was one of the worst professors we ever had."

"One of the worst?" Ron looked at her quizzically.

"Don't you remember Umbridge? She was out worst professor. That horrible women did not teach us thing. Quirrell and Lockhart are probably tied for second worst."

"So how did he help you get the book?" Rose asked, wanting to get back to the original story.

"The book I needed was in the restricted section of the library, so I needed a professor's signature to allow me to get the book. We went to Professor Lockhart and asked for his signature. He loved to give out his signature."

"That and getting his picture taken." Ron said as he gave a cheeky smile, imitating Lockharts' demeanor. Hermione smiled and continued her story.

"That was the easy part. Once I had the book, I actually had to brew the potion. We decided to brew it in one of the girl's bathrooms that no one ever used."

"Why didn't anyone use the bathroom? Was it out of order? Why wouldn't anyone fix it then? How did you know that someone wouldn't go in anyways and use the bathroom for something else? If no one else used the bathroom, wouldn't it look suspicious for you to go into the bathroom?" Rose fired out the questions quickly.

"Let me answer your questions Rosie." Hermione finally got in when Rose took a breath. Ron and Hugo laughed, knowing that she would have kept going if her mother had not stopped her. "The bathroom wasn't technically out of order, but we knew no one would use it because it was haunted by a very annoying ghost."

"A ghost?" The kids gaped at her. They had heard about some of the Hogwart's ghosts, but they had never heard of one that haunted a bathroom.

"Yes, a very annoying moody ghost. Her name was Moaning Myrtle. She died while she was a student at Hogwarts and haunted the bathroom where she had died. She very temperamental, often flooding the bathroom and the corridor near the bathroom. No one wanted to go near that bathroom, so we knew it was safe."

"Even I didn't want to go near the bathroom," Ron put in. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Yes, well, although not the most pleasant place to do our brewing, it was the safest. Once we had a safe place, then we needed to get the ingredients, many of which we did not have access to."

"So how did you get the ingredients?" Rose once again abandoned her dinner because she was enthralled by the story being told. Hugo noticed and started to eat the food on her plate.

Hermione hesitated. She was not particular proud of this moment, but knew it was part of the story. She hoped that neither of her children would break the rules like they had. Ron saw her hesitation. He decided to continue the story.

"Your mother began brewing the potion with the ingredients we did have. We came up with a plan to steal the others from Professor Snape's private inventory. Your Uncle Harry threw a Filibuster firework into another student's cauldron. It cause a big outburst in class, giving your mother enough time to snatch the ingredients we needed for the potion."

"Did you get in trouble?" Hugo asked with his mouth full. His mother gave him a glaring look.

"No. Although Professor Snape had his suspicions about who had done it, there was no proof. He was watching us very closely after that though." Ron finished.

"So you successfully brewed the potion?" Rose asked.

"Yes I did. It was difficult, and it took a long time, but I was able to brew it." Hermione said as she cleared the table and placed a plate of biscuits in the middle. Hugo and Ron immediately reach to grab a handful.

"But why did you brew it?" Rose knew that her mother would not have gone through all of that trouble, and broken all those rules if there wasn't a good reason. She heard both of her parent sigh.

"There was something strange going on that year, and we were trying to figure out who was behind it. We once again unwisely thought we needed to step in." Rose noticed that both of her parents' demeanors changed.

"How about we continue our story tomorrow after dinner." Ron suggested. He knew that they needed to touch bases with Ginny before they continued on.

"Alright you two, one hour before bed time." As soon as Hermione had said this, Rose ran upstairs to read as much as she could before bed. Hugo sighed. His sister had always loved reading, but she had always made some time to play with him.

"Cheer up buddy. We can play a game if you want. Tomorrow you will get to play with James, Albus and Lily." Hugo smiled; remembering that the following day he was going over to his cousin's house.

"Can we play Exploding Snap?" Hugo asked excitedly. His father nodded, prompting Hugo to run into the other room to get the Exploding snap cards ready. The adults chuckled. What a different world they lived in now. They were so happy that their children could grow up so carefree.