A/N: Sorry for taking sooooo long to update. It seems I'm trying to make everything original and thats pretty hard to do because I feel like whatever I write has been done before. Hopefully you enjoy this chapter. Please Please Please review and tell me how it was. Also thank you for being so very patient! :)

It was now the thirteenth of July and All of the grown ups had to go to a Ministry banquet, leaving the kids and the past residents home alone. Harry and Ginny were in the master bedroom getting ready. Ginny was sitting in front of the vanity while Harry was in the walk in closet trying to find a tie that would look decent.

"Harry, do you think that we should go?" Ginny asked, putting her long, dangling, gold earring on. The ones, Harry bought her for their last anniversary.

"Do you not want to?" Harry asked, tying the red tie around his neck.

"I don't know. I feel like the kids are going to do something else wrong. I feel it in the pit of my stomach." She said now putting the other earring on.

"Do you think we should stay home?" Harry asked buttoning up his suit's jacket.

"No. I still want to go." She said spraying on some perfume.

"Anyway, if anything does happen, they're in the hands of Dumbledore, Kingsley, Sirius, Moody, Remus, and Tonks, not to mention the fact that Teddy already takes great care of them when we're not around."

"I know…it's just, I dunno." She said putting a little extra mascara.

"You don't know about them looking after the children?" Harry asked straightening out his collar.

"No, I don't know why I'm feeling this way." She said getting up from the vanity and sitting on the bed to put her high heels on.

"It's your motherly instincts. I'm sure that it will just be James pulling a prank on Lily." Harry said leaning up against the closet's doorway and fixing his cufflink.

"Maybe. I still can't believe we're trusting James to be home alone after everything that's happened." She said getting up from the bed and straightening out her dress.

"He made a mistake. Everyone does."

"But broke a rule that takes effort to break." She said standing in front of her husband.

"Yes, I've done that too you know." He said as she set down her pocketbook and started to straighten his tie.

"Yes, I know. I guess I'm overreacting. I mean, it's not just him alone." She said finishing Harry's tie and fixing the front of his hair.

"Exactly." Harry said wrapping his arms around her waste. She sighed after clasping her hands around his neck.

"I think I won't be able to trust James for a long time." She said staring up at Harry's eyes.

"I know, neither will I, but I hope he also understands that we're just joking about the whole murdering thing. I feel as though one day he's going to snap at us with that temper he has." Harry said with a half smile.

"Yes, I wonder where he got that from." Ginny said thoughtfully.

"Yeah I wonder." Harry said sarcastically.

"Do I detect sarcasm?" Ginny asked sternly.

"Well, yeah, I mean, he obviously got it from you." Harry said defensively.

"He did not." Ginny defended.

"Sorry, Gin, but you have your mother's temper."

"No I do not."

"Fine. You don't." Harry said before pecking her on the lips and grabbing her hands.

"Exactly once again, Harry Potter has been proven wrong." She said scrunching her nose. Harry snorted then glanced at the clock across the room.

"Hey, if we want to be there on time, we better start heading out." Ginny turned around to see the clock also.

"I guess you're right." She said picking up her pocketbook from the bed.

Almost everyone was in the living room, carrying on decent conversations and enjoying themselves until, Harry and Ginny came into the living room dressed fancy, like they were going to a party.

Ginny was wearing a floor length, V-neck, black, halter top dress with matching black high heels, while Harry was wearing a black suit with a red tie. Everyone stopped what they were doing as the couple walked into the room.

"Why are you two dressed up for?" Victoire asked quizzically.

"The Ministry Banquet is today." Older Harry said smiling to his niece.

"So you're leaving us alone?" Lucy asked apprehensively.

"We think we can trust you guys, yet, you're not alone. There are still adults here." Older Ginny said glancing at the adults that were sitting on her sofas.

"I think you can trust them with us. We'll make sure they don't make such a nuisance." Remus said smiling.

"Thank you, Remus. Ginny, ready to go?" Older Harry asked his wife. Older Ginny took one last glance around the room, stopping at James.

"You're not going try anything, are you?" She asked James, loudly.

"Of course not, Mum. You can trust me; I've learned my lesson." James said looking into his mum's eyes. Ginny nodded then smiled at the rest of the room before leaving, hand in hand, with her husband. Everyone sat in silence until they heard the front door close, and the sound of the couple apperating outside.

"What's a Ministry Banquet?" Young Hermione asked.

"It's an afternoon of basically mingling between high positioned Ministry executives. Dad, being one of them. Mum goes as Dad's date, and Aunt Hermione goes with Uncle Ron as his date. Grandmum and Granddad will be there too. We have a lot of executives in the family, not to mention in our extended family." James said casually.

"Extended family?" Mrs. Weasley asked.

"Yes, like Uncle Kingsley, Grandmum Andy, Uncle Neville, Aunt Luna, Uncle Rolf, and Aunt Hannah."

"You mean Hannah Abbot? I haven't really spoken to her." Younger Harry said.

"Well, she married Uncle Neville, so she was married into the family. But she's one of Mum's really good friends." Albus said.

"Who's Rolf?" Ron asked confused.

"Rolf Scamander. He's Aunt Luna's husband." Rose said like it was obvious.

"You mean Luna Lovegood the mad girl in the year below us?" Hermione asked.

"Yes. She was Aunt Ginny's friend before yours; I think you guys become friends this year." Molly II said happily.

"So, when did Kingsley become Minister?" Moody asked smiling deviously at his old friend, Kingsley, with one eye.

"He became the Minister after the Battle of Hogwarts. Apparently, Granddad was the first choice of the people, but he didn't want that much responsibility. Which I think is rubbish. Not that Kingsley isn't amazing at what he does, but Granddad could definitely keep up with the job." Victoire said crossing her arms.

"But remember, at that time they were still, you know, recovering." Molly II chipped in, glancing at Fred.

"But Kingsley is a really great minister. Well, at least to us. He's like an uncle to us." Albus said smiling.


"Potter. Good to see you." Kingsley said shaking, Harry's hand. "And Mrs. Potter, nice to see you too." Kingsley said smiling and shaking her hand as well.

"It's good to see you too, Minister." Harry said, appreciatively to his boss.

"So, how did the mission go?" Kingsley asked, sipping his champagne.

"Well. I felt as if there were more days of constant compromising and negotiating than actual action but, other than that…" Harry trailed off.

"Potter, how many times must I tell you? The Aurors are under your command. You shouldn't try to please them. They have to go with what you say regardless if it's the right thing to do or the wrong thing. Stop compromising and trying to please everyone. It'll just make the job harder." Kingsley said, patting Harry on the shoulder.

"It's a habit, you know." Harry said laughing. Kingsley sighed, and then scanned the room.

"Well, I have to go talk to Goodwin's family. I'll hope to see you again before the night ends." Kingsley said, nodding toward the couple before leaving their presence.

"Are you going to tell him?" Ginny whispered in Harry's ear.

"I don't know, yet. This is the sort of things that can get our kids in loads of trouble. He may be a family friend, but he's still the Minister of Magic." Harry said thoughtfully.

"Yet, he's already involved in this." Ginny said taking a seat at the long table with a white table cloth on top of it.

"Yes, so is George, so is Bill, so is Andromeda, and maybe Percy. But, again, Percy is a Ministry official, Bill may get a bit over protective. Andromeda may not be able to take another goodbye to her daughter, and I'm not sure how George would take seeing Fred alive and well. It's also putting our children on the line for a total publicity scandal if we told people." Harry said, quietly, taking a seat next to his wife.

"Which was the other thing I needed to ask you." Ginny said hesitantly. Harry looked into her eyes. He knew what she was about to say.

"Like I'm said, I'm not sure how George would take it."

"But, when Roxanne and Fred go home they're going to tell him. Then he'll get angry that we didn't let him at least talk to him."

"Maybe. We'll talk when new get home. I don't want any eavesdroppers hearing this." Harry whispered into her ear. Ginny nodded, and then looked up at the end of the table, where Kingsley and his wife sat next to her father and mother. Kingsley and her father both stood up and tapped a wine glass with a small knife.

"Good evening to you all and thank you for joining us in our Annual Ministry Official's Banquet. First, I'll like to thank you to all of the people who made it possible for us to be having it on such short notice." Everyone applauded, "This is also a celebration, of our Auror department, locating and prosecuting yet another Death Eater. So let's all applaud our Head Auror, Harry Potter, for leading the team to do so." Harry closed his eyes, and bit his bottom lip to hold in either his embarrassment and blush or his urge to glare at Kingsley, he didn't know which he felt like doing but either way, he needed to hold it in. Everyone applauded even louder.

"Now, here's Deputy Minister, Arthur Weasley, to say a few words." Kingsley stated before taking his seat.

"Hello, everyone." Mr. Weasley said loudly, "I will like to say that it's been a little bit over twenty years since our Ministry was reformed for the better. It has definitely become the strongest I've seen in my time. And I'd like to give that credit to all of you who are sitting in front of me. You're the reason that the Wizarding world has a Ministry to fall back on, and I'll be forever grateful for that." Mr. Weasley said happily, raising his glass, "Here's to the last twenty years, and to the next twenty to come." Everyone raised their glasses before taking a quick sip and returning to separate conversations.

"Um, excuse me." A voice came from beside Ginny. Ginny turned to see a frail woman who looked a bit scared yet excited. "Um, you're Ginny Potter, right?" The lady asked hesitantly.

"Yes, I am." Ginny said as cheerful as possible.

"I was and still am a huge fan of you. Your chasing skills were amazing and your articles aren't far behind. Do you mind signing this parchment?" She said handing Ginny a piece of parchment and a quill.

"Not at all." She said cheerfully, and signing the small scrap parchment. Back when she was younger, she absolutely couldn't stand when people asking her for her autograph, but since she was supposed to be a bit more mature, and this was Harry's work, she did it anyway, but stopped halfway through. "Do you want my maiden name or my married name?"

The woman looked at her thoughtfully then spat out, "You're married name." Ginny nodded then finished off her signature and handed the parchment back to the lady.

"Thank you, Miss." The woman said graciously. Ginny nodded smiling as modestly as possible.

Harry chuckled at his wife as she continued to eat her food as if nothing had happened. Well, until she noticed her husband laughing at her.

"What?" She whispered, smiling a little.

"Nothing." He said absent mindedly. Ginny shook her head and went back to her food.


Everyone sat around in the living room not knowing what to do or say. How were they supposed to react to being alone in the Potter Manor with each other?

"So… Does Harry and Ginny leave all of you alone usually?" Sirius asked awkwardly.

"Yes, but not a lot. They don't really trust James, Fred, and Louis alone, in the same house, without some sort of parental vision." Rose said staring amusingly at her cousins.

"Well, they aren't really leaving us without parental vision, are they? I mean, Grandmum and Granddad are here. Most of our Uncles and Aunts are here. Not to mention some of the top heroes of the Wizarding World. I think they can trust that." Fred II said annoyed.

"Who are the top heroes?" Sirius asked confused.

"Well, you, of course. Without you, Voldemort would have gotten the prophecy and ruined Uncle Harry's chances of destroying Moldy Shorts." Dominique said laughing.

"Moldy Shorts?" Fred asked giving his twin an amused look.

"Yeah, Moldy Shorts. Sounds like Voldemort. But a lot more humiliating for the dim wit." James said like it was obvious.

"Scorpious made it up." Albus said casually.

"Who's Scorpious?" Tonks asked.

"Um, well, he's a friend that's in my house." Albus said quickly.

"Oh, but who in the right mind would name their kid Scorpious? Sounds like someone who's related to the Black Family." Tonks said laughing, but quietly trailed off when she noticed that all of the next generation kids were staring at her guiltily.

"Well, that's because Scorpious has, well, a little bit of Black blood in him. But he's a really good guy. Trust me. Dad told me to be mean to him, but he's my friend too. Uncle Harry is okay with him being apart of our Next Generation Golden Trio, but Dad needed some time to get over himself." Rose defended.

"Wait? Is he, um, Narcissa's grandson?" Tonks asked shakily. All of the children shared some apprehensive glances then slowly nodded their heads.

"So, he's a Malfoy?" Dumbledore asked coolly. Albus and Rose nodded.

"Wait, my daughter and my nephew are friends with a Malfoy?" Ron asked astonished.

"Yes. But, I swear, he's nothing like Mr. Malfoy or um Senior Mr. Malfoy. He's a really great guy. Actually he's a lot like you, Ron. But he doesn't really think of food as often. You see, Rose is like her mum because, well, she's the brilliant one. Apparently, I'm like Dad because I guess I like to have adventures and get into trouble while solving them. And then Scorpious brings humor to it all." Albus said smiling at his cousin.

"That's why we call each other the Next Generation Golden Trio, because well, we're the next generation of you three." Rose said happily.

"We're called the Golden Trio?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, you're the Golden Trio because without you three, I'm sure Voldemort would be here now. Each of you brought something important to the table. And without one of you three, the world as we know it, wouldn't exist." James said seriously.

"It's nice to know I raised an excellent godson." Sirius said patting Harry on the back.

"Um, Sirius, you didn't exactly raise Uncle Harry. He raised himself and then you came along after he was basically in the mind set of an adult." Teddy said amusingly.

"Well, I'm a big part of his life, you know. Without me, James and Lily wouldn't have gotten together." Sirius defended.

"No, I'm sure they would have. You were the one trying to talk James out of it." Remus chipped in.

"No I didn't." Sirius said simply.

"Sirius, I'm pretty sure that I remember you sitting James down in the common room and telling him that Lily Evans was a nut job and that he was mad for liking her." Remus laughed.

"Okay maybe I did that. But then in the end, I take most of the credit." Sirius said crossing his arms.

"How?" Tonks asked confused.

"I was the best man in James and Lily's wedding." Sirius stated.

"And that makes you believe you got them together, how?" Remus asked.

"Well, the night before the Wedding, James got cold feet and he was contemplating if he was ready for the commitment and I told him that He was mad in love with her and if he didn't get married to her that he'd die alone."

"Were you that drunk to think that's how it happened?" Remus asked laughing. Sirius sat for a moment to review the memory in his head then nodded.

"Yeah."

"Well it's not."

"Alright, Remus, then how do you think it happened?" Sirius asked.

"Well, all three of us…plus Pettigrew were sitting at the bar…


"I don't know if I can do this." James said as he took another sip of his drink.

"Why do you think that, mate?" Sirius asked slurring his words.

"What if I stand at the end of the Alter, hear the bride's music play and then Lil doesn't come out?" James panicked.

"That means she came to her senses." Sirius joked emptying his glass of alcohol. James paled then stared at his glass scared.

"James, Sirius doesn't actually mean that. She's going to be there, and you know it." Remus said getting the bartender to refill his glass.

"But what if we get into an argument before the wedding starts and she calls it off?" James panicked once more.

"Um, James, you aren't going to see Lily before the wedding starts." Sirius said ruffling his hair.

"What? I'm not going to see her?" James asked confused.

"No. It's tradition that the groom doesn't see the bride and the bride doesn't see the groom on the day of the wedding until the ceremony begins." Peter said leaning back in his chair.

"And if anything she's probably thinking you're going to do the same thing right now." Sirius said with bloodshot eyes.

"What do you mean?" James asked furrowing his eyebrows.

"I mean that she's probably thinking that you're not going to be at the end of the Alter when the bride's music starts playing." Sirius said hiccupping.

"I would never. I love Lily." James defended.

"See! You say that you're not going to. Lily is saying the same thing…except she's not saying she loves Lily because Lily's Lily and she's not cocky like you; she's saying that she loves you, James." Remus said taking another sip of his alcohol.

"And if Lily wanted to leave you, she would have done it a long time ago." Peter grunted. James nodded yet couldn't hide his concern.


"You know, now that you tell the story like that…that is how it happened." Sirius said staring into space. Remus smiled at his victory then sighed.

"I remember when little Harry came over once as a baby and played with Ron while Arthur and the others had an Order of the Pheonix meeting." Mrs. Weasley said smiling.

"What? Harry came over when we were younger?" Ron asked astonished.

"Yes." Mrs. Weasley said casually.

"And you were going to tell us, when?" Ron asked annoyed.

"You never brought it up." Mrs. Weasley defended and crossed her arms.

"Did we get along?" Harry spoke up.

"Yes, very well actually. So, I wasn't surprised that you two became friends at Hogwarts to be honest." Harry and Ron smirked at each other.

"But, after that, Lily and I never really were able to plan another play date." Mrs. Weasley sighed.

"I love it how Uncle Harry and Uncle Ron were best mates before they became brother in laws. They really are the best of friends. They never really get into fights…well…they got into that one but they made up quickly." Lucy rambled on.


"Minister, can I talk to you for a moment?" Harry asked as everyone departed the banquet, Ginny close behind.

"Sure, Potter, come to my office." Kingsley said leading the couple down the hall. Ginny looked around the hall as they walked to the office. She never went to Harry or Kingsley's offices before, mainly because they were under high security, usually, and she wasn't exactly qualified to go there.

Kingsley opened a very large wooden door and let the couple go through, before closing it behind them.

"So what is it you'd like to talk to me about?" Kingsley asked taking a seat at his desk. Harry and Ginny sat in the two chairs across from him and glanced at each other.

"Well, sir, not too long ago, the children got hold of a time turner that I had locked in my study. I don't know how they got into the room because it wasn't just locked by an 'Alohamora' but that's beside the point. They took it from my study and somehow broke it and went back in time."

"Don't tell me they're stuck in the past!" Kingsley asked concerned.

"No, no, no, luckily they're not. But they somehow brought us back from the past to the present. As in, You, Me, Ginny, Hermione, Ron, Moody, Dumbledore, Fred, George, Sirius, Tonks, Remus, and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley."

"I see."

"We need help finding their way back." Harry said.

"They're lucky that none of us attacked them. Especially Moody." Kingsley said smirking.

"I know. But, what do we do? What can we do?"

"You're Head Auror, Harry. It's your job to solve these types of missions." Kingsley said amused. Harry sighed impatiently.

"I know that, but I went through reports, I've tried researching time travel incidents, and none have been like this. I'm pretty sure that this is the most original case of time travel yet." Harry said getting annoyed.

"Well, I agree with you. How about I come by tomorrow, let's say, around two o'clock, and I'll ask them a few questions." Kingsley said getting up from his seat.

"They're not going to get into trouble, will they?" Ginny asked concerned.

"As long as this was an accident, then no. I don't think James would do this much damage on purpose." Kingsley said, as Harry and Ginny got up as well.

"How do you know that it was James?" Harry asked surprised.

"Harry, I don't think Teddy would exactly sneak into your study." Kingsley said shaking both of they're hands.

"Alright, thank you for your time, Minister." Harry said as he started to lead out of the office.

"Harry, how many times have I told you, when we're talking in private, you don't need to call me Minister, or sir. I'm just Kingsley." Kingsley said as he opened the door for the two.

"Sorry, sir, but it's taken me years to start calling Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Mum and Dad, It'll be even longer before I start using your real name." Harry said laughing.

"You called me Kingsley before."

"That was before you were my boss." Harry defended.


"So how good was Ginny at Quidditch? I mean, how could the pros want her if she hasn't even trained yet." Fred asked.

"Mum, was one of the best chasers in the history of professional Quidditch." Albus stated. Ginny blushed.

"Really?" George asked.

"Yeah, right next to Gwenog Jones. Which, as weird as it is, Mum and Mrs. Jones, are like best mates." James said.

"Really? As in the Gwenog Jones?" Ginny asked.

"Yeah, but you call her Gwen." Lily said smiling.

"But not only that, you were also famous for a bunch of other reasons." Rose said casually.

"What else?" Ginny asked.

"Here, I found a box at the beginning of the summer that will show you." James said running upstairs. He went straight to the fourth floor, where his Mum and Dad's bedroom were. He passed the perfectly made bed, and the beautiful oak dresser before opening the dark, walk in closet. James went to the back right corner of the closet and moved some junk around before taking out a dusty box.

"Here." He said as he set the box down in the middle of the room, "It's filled with newspaper articles, magazines, photos, and even memories." He said taking the lid off.

Everyone crowded around the box, even Dumbledore. James took out the first magazine on the top of the box and read the cover aloud.

"Witch Weekly, Life of a Harpy," He read in a very announcer way. He flipped through the pages until he found a big picture of a younger version of his mum on the center of the page. "Aha! Here it is. Ginny, also known as Ginevra, Molly Weasley is the youngest Quidditch player to sign to the pros. This fiery redhead is not only holding that record but also holds the record for the quickest goal in the history of professional Quidditch. This happened at her first game, Puddlemere vs. Holyhead, when she faked their star chaser, Jacobs, out by distracting him with a very violent look before stealing the Quaffle from in front of him and scoring a goal in about the first twenty seconds of the game." James stopped to look at the others' expression.

"Nice going, Gin." Fred said patting his sister on the back.

"Ginny, not only is one of the most admirable Quidditch players, but is also the thief of the Savior of the Wizarding World's heart. According to insiders and research, Ginny Weasley and Harry Potter were Hogwarts sweethearts before the Battle of Hogwarts broke out." Harry and Ginny blushed a little, "We had Ginny Weasley come in for an interview last week to talk about her life.

"Ginny, how does it feel to be known as the Chosen One's Chosen One?' Asks interviewer Margaret Shultz, rookie for Witch Weekly. 'It's an extra title, I guess. I never really thought of my relationship becoming this public when it first started out. I guess, that I figured I'd get one or two articles but I never guessed that I'd be on the cover the Daily Prophet every week because my boyfriend and I decided to go to a restaurant and have dinner.' She responds. Of course, we all know that Weasley and Potter's relationship is broadcasted very often. 'Would you rather it be a bit more personal?' We ask. She responded, 'Yes. I would. But I can't get everything. It's destined to be a hot topic just because of my occupation and his natural fame.' Ginny Weasley seemed very annoyed by the questions of her relationship and made sure to emphasize on her wish for it to be more personal.

"We also touched base with her about her family, 'Is it true that you and Harry Potter are raising an orphaned child together?' Ginny Weasley smiled immediately and quickly replied with, 'Yes. He's Harry's godson, and basically mine too. Though, I'm not properly pointed to be his godmother, I take care of him as well. He's my little buddy.' Not only did we ask her about the godson but we also asked her about her relationship with her many brothers. 'Yes, my extended family and I are very close knit. I say extended because I not only have many brothers but I also have close family friends that are put under the family category. If anyone ever saw us together, they'd know that we are very happy when we're together and that it's almost impossible to pull us apart.'" James finished the article and looked up once more.

"Aunt Ginny called me her little buddy." Teddy said smiling.

"They didn't really talk about her skills." George said.

"Okay, Okay, that was only one out of plenty articles to read." James said before going back to the box.

James looked back into the box and pulled out a newspaper.

"Now, this looks like a good article to read." James said smiling at the photo of his mum.

"What's it about?" Lily asked curiously.

"Look for yourself." James said turning the newspaper around so everyone could see, an eighteen year old Ginny, holding out her middle finger to the camera with her tongue hanging out of her mouth. She was also in a silvery cocktail dress and her hair looked a bit messy.

"Read it." Fred II said eagerly.

"Okay, Okay, Ginny Weasley, a hot tempered, ginger girl who plays for the Holyhead Harpies, has turned on the wild side. Just last night, we found Ginny out with a few other Harpies drinking at a muggle club. (Basically a pub but Muggles go to it to dance on a dance floor and get very drunk). When the reporter came up to her for a couple questions he noticed she had very bloodshot eyes, and had a heavy scent of whiskey. She saw the camera and stopped dancing and violently told off the reporter before posing for the picture above. The reporter says he felt violated and threatened by the incident and refused to go near Ginny Weasley again. Has she turned bad? Or was this 'good girl' at the club to get over her break up with Harry Potter? Insiders have told us that the couple has been quite distant with each other over the past few months and maybe heading toward break up." James stopped for a second a furrowed his eyebrows in confusion before continuing, "We, at the Daily Prophet, knew from the get go Ginny Weasley was not going to last long with the Chosen One, maybe our prediction rang true and this love fest has officially ended." James looked up from the paper and stared at the crowd in confusion.

"Did Ginny and Harry break up then get back together?" Ron asked.

"They never told me that. And I don't remember anything happening." Teddy said.

"Well, maybe Ginny went through a mad, partying faze."

"Yeah, maybe she did. But let me tell you, looking at that picture, Mum was a bad arse." James said laughing at that picture of his mum.

"I was, wasn't I?" Ginny's voice came from the door way. Everyone turned around quickly.

Ginny and Harry.

They came home.

And heard everything.