Later that night in the common room Rose found Andrew, Gaby and Albus all sitting around the fireplace
Gaby was curled up in the chair playing with some sort of muggle handheld, Andrew was reading through a Quidditch magazine and Albus was on his knees in front of the table with parchment and a quill.
Rose then walked over and kneeled down next to Albus who was writing
A letter
"Who's it for?"
"No one" he said stuffing the letter behind his back
"No one who?"
"Oh just stop it"
"Alright..." her eyes leering on him still
She took a seat next to Gaby in the chair
Just then Albus folded up the letter
and ran upstairs
"Almost finished" Albus said to himself
He flattened the letter against his bedside table
"Love, Albus" he finished
He put both hands around Cordelia's stomach, tied the letter to her and she flew off.
Albus jumped onto the bed into early sleep thinking about the letter and soon shut his eyes
Harry walked inside the bright cottage,The warm home air fell on his face and he smiled, looking around recognizing the living room with its three red couches gathered around The fireplace, the dented wood floors, the unusual clock on top of the Mantel and the staircase to the kids rooms he glanced at the usually jacket filled hall that lead to the kitchen
as he walked through the hall he again recognized the granite countertops followed by the wooden floors and the hand painted, differently colored cabinets, so, as usual he counted the five paint hand prints on the cabinets
Harry, Ginny, James, Albus, Lily he then turned around expecting to see the cup of tea he had made this morning
But instead was shocked to find an unfamiliar horned owl standing next to the spilt tea and broken tea cup.
"What the..."
He walked over to it and untied the letter from its leg then moved to the living room, sat on the couch and read:
Dear mum and dad,
Hogwarts is great! I have good news about the sorting... GRYFFINDOR! -
"YES!" he punched the air and cheered
"I KNEW IT!"
"Knew what?" asked a more delicate voice from the door.
Ginny walked over to the couch and stood next to Harry who was very embarrassed to be found jumping up and down with his hand in the air.
Nevertheless he hugged Ginny and lifted her up into the air then put her down on the couch. As they both sat Harry started to explain
"He's in Gryffindor! Albus made it in Gryffindor!"
"Brilliant!" said Ginny "but how do you know?"
He then showed her the letter and they continued together
Dear mum and dad,
Hogwarts is great! I have good news about the sorting... GRYFFINDOR! I did make friends two friends actually; there's Andrew who is very Sarcastic and smart he was also sorted into Gryffindor, Gaby who is Really loud and funny she is in Gryffindor too and also Rosie but I don't think she counts (who is again, in Gryffindor).
To mum, I think I will be coming home for Christmas but I was wondering if they could come too.
There is one thing that has been driving me and Rosie mad.
Every time we walk into the great hall everyone starts staring at us they keep whispering, and when we were talking to the fat lady she called Rosie Ms. Granger and she's just really convinced that it has something to do with you guys probably because professor Longbottom said that if our first year was like yours then we'd have a very eventful year. so if you could just tell me what's going on it would be great
Love,
Albus
"I have to go" said Harry in alarm
"why?" said Ginny as Harry stepped into The fire
"you know why"
"yes Harry I know why, but-" she said until Harry had dropped the green powder into the fire and yelled
"Weasley Granger cottage!"
In a flash of smoke mingled with flames Harry fought to keep his eyes open as the hot ash slammed across his face, then between the green fumes he saw the wide brightly colored kitchen and a thin figure with tangled brown hair
"evening Harry " said Hermione who was magically washing the dishes
"how did you know it was me? You didn't even turn your head!" Harry said
brushing the ash off himself
"Who else would floo in at 12 in the night" she said
"right, where's Ron?" He asked
"he was putting lily and Hugo to sleep"
"thanks" harry said
"Well hold on!" Called Hermione but it was too late.
Harry was now running up the stairs then tiptoeing into Hugo's room only to find Ron collapsed between Lily's and Hugo's beds with a children's book open wide on his chest.
Harry grabbed his friend by the arms and pulled him into the hallway
"Ron wake up!" he whispered urgently
"Lily s-stop jumping H- Hugo stop screaming" he said Sleepily
"Ron it's me" said Harry holding back his laughter
"Uh?" said Ron waking up "Harry? What's wrong?"
"Just come downstairs" Harry said
"Why?"
"This- is- important" said Harry helping lift Ron of the floor
"Alright let's go then" he said rather irritably
The Weasley kitchen somehow resembled the burrow.
It was less cramped and painted light sky blue.
It's walls were splattered with a variation of both muggle and wizard artifacts, there were two exits to the kitchen, a door to the living room and the stairs to the rooms but right in the middle there was a big cozy wooden table that was able to hold about 12 people.
"So why did you come in this late?"
"Albus sent me a letter" he said
"Great how is he, did he mention Rosie" Ron said
"She's still friends with Albus. Oh, and she's in Gryffindor " Harry said bracing himself for God knew what Ron's reaction was going to be.
"YES!" Ron Exclaimed as he stood from the table to jump with joy.
After a few dances many leaps and cheers, to which Harry laughed at quite loudly, Hermione gestured the proud father back to the table
"Any-who... What where you going to say Harry?" Said Hermione
"well the good news is they have made friends" he said "Bad news is..." he was starting to sound quite grim "they know, or at least they're about to find out"
"know what? Surely not about us ..."
Said Ron
"yes, exactly that" said Harry
"how can you be sure" said Hermione
"in the letter he said that people were staring at them and he also said that the fat lady called Rosie and Neville told them something about us having an eventful year " he said looking at Hermione
"she must have been drinking with the monks again" said Ron "Rosie has blue eyes not brown"
"yes, because when she's drunk she's going to notice her eye color, she probably just looked at the hair and guessed it was 20 years ago again" said Hermione
"well that still doesn't explain why you think they're going to find out" said Ron then Hermione nodded in agreement
"Come off it, these are OUR kids they're probably already waist deep in library books about us " said Harry reasonably
"true,but I think they banned those books from the library didn't they" said Hermione
"why would they ban them?" Harry asked
"Something about it being too disturbing" answered Hermione dismissively
"And if they didn't?" said Ron
"This is ridiculous, what where you planning to do when they started getting old enough to realize that people where staring at them" said Hermione
"I was going to wait until they were at least 13" said Harry
"Well what did you do when people started staring at James mate?" said Ron clearly puzzled
"we didn't really worry about it, I mean, at the start of term James pulled this prank on the kitchen house elves and he thought they were all just staring at him because of it, and after that he was notorious for breaking rules so he just… assumed" Harry said
"Wonder who he got that from..." said Ron
"I just thought that after all this time people would have gotten used to it, people don't stare at us anymore" said Harry ignoring Ron's comment
"because they are used to you Harry, but not our kids, they expect the same things they expected from us, for them to basically live our old lives..." Hermione said
"so what are they supposed to do then? Do people expect them to collapse in the middle of class holding an invisible scar?" Harry said
"Or wake up in the middle of the night screaming and sweating because they just saw someone dying?" he was getting louder
"Or are they supposed to be isolated for a whole year and get to be called a liar a plotter and a conspiracy? Hermione, my old life was hell most of the time and I did not spend half my life trying to defeat Voldemort for my kids to be worrying about the same things I did"
"Who says they're going to worry?" said Ron
"Well I am actually quite certain that they will find out about us and Voldemort-"
"What?" said a quiet almost tinkling voice?
