And a quick INFO-List:
-Tonks and Remus, met/married/got a Child… earlier then it is written in the Books.
-Sirius was not ever arrested but accused for the Potters death and was in Hiding ever since
-Marlene McKinnon did not die alongside her family but went into hiding with her husband Sirius
-Also there are some minor changes which you will encounter reading this Story :3
Chapter 11 – Happy Halloween I 1998, 31st October
"Good Morning, Grandmamma Molly." The Kids said in unison as they came down the stairs to join their self-proclaimed Grandma, which obviously didn't mind being called so; her flustered face gave her away even after all those months they started to call her this. "Good Morning, my lovely dears." She greeted them and filled two bowls of porridge, seeming to be their favorite breakfast and put them down on the long table. The kids followed their morning-rituals and before they sat down, Pheobe-Nephele kissed Molly on the cheek and Teddy squeezed her tightly, when she scooped them up on after another.
They happily ate their breakfast at the rather empty table. Empty, for good reason. The twins had their shop, their self-proclaimed Grandpapa and Percy had work at the ministry to do, Bill had his work at Gringotts to attend, Charlie was in Romania due to an emergency with a Chinese Fireball and Ginny, Ron as well as Harry were of somewhere they didn't officially know. But as kids are very curious, they knew the lot was off to Diagon Alley.
"Grandmamma?" As Pheobe finished her bowl she excitedly looked at Molly. "Yes dear what is it?" She looked up from her knitting work and shifted her glasses she wore just for reading or knitting. "Can Teddy and I go outside? We won't go too far away." "Of course you can." She smiled at the little girl, which beamed in return and eagerly waited for Teddy to finish and took a glance at the calendar. Four days to the next full moon and Teddy would be miserable again. She certainly didn't like to see him suffer and tried to cheer him up at those nights, with slight success.
But that was four days away. Today was something else that engulfed her mind. It's her Birthday. Her 3rd and there were just eight more to go until she'd finally board the train that's destination was Hogwarts, alongside with her best friend for a lifetime, literally. She might not show signs of magic, besides her Metamorphmagus ability right now, but if she'd not inherit any magic, she'd certainly not be able to change her appearance at will. That's something she thought of herself, impressing kind of everyone but Percy, who expected her to turn out clever.
"Pheobe I'm done" Teddy exclaimed and as they were about to head out Molly shouted for her 'Granddaughter' to wait a second. She was done with the current knit-work and handed it Pheobe-Nephele. "It's cold outside my dear," then she hugged her tightly," Happy Birthday to you, now enjoy your day." When the little girl took a full look at the red knitwear she gasped at with shock. It was a self-made Gryffindor-Sweater. She hugged her Grandmamma tightly, thanking her a thousand times, pulling her new clothing piece over her head and storming of with Teddy right beside her.
She was 100% sure, as everyone else that knew her, that she was a pure Gryffindor. Not because her parents resided in this house back in their days, as well as all their friends, but for she was exactly what Godric Gryffindor's personality inherited the hat. Chivalrous, courage, staying aside Teddy every month keeping him company feeding him strength and hope, though she felt like breaking down as well. Recklessly climbing trees higher than the burrow itself, not caring the slightest if she'd fall and get hurt. Brave, she helped with everything she could even if her Grandparents demanded her not to, because it was too dangerous, but real bravery; she still had to prove. But that entire aside she was a true soul that tiptoed the lines whenever there was a chance given.
The absolutely not so average Toddlers were running around in the garden, voluntary De-Gnomeing it, tossing the little oddballs over the fence when they managed to corner and catch one. As Molly watched them from the kitchen window, she smiled happily to herself that those two had fun on the little things, making up their own adventures and dreams, not living life's of others. It might be a little early to tell that, but she had a feeling, like she got when raising her own children, that they were something special.
As Pheobe-Nephele finally managed to catch one of those creatures on her own and wanted to throw it over the fence, she heard a loud disaparation-crack. Excited she left the garden, Gnome still in hand, and took off into the direction the crack erupted from. The previously "missing" group of adults, consisting of Ginny, Harry and Ron, now in company of Hermione, stood not too far away with bags of groceries, Molly requested they'd bring along from Diagon-Alley when picking up Hermione.
"Aunt Ginny, Uncle Ron, Harry, Hermione are here Teddy!" The little girl exclaimed loudly.
One after another Pheobe-Nephele was scooped up and hugged half dead, covered in Birthday greetings. She thanked heartedly and offered to help them carry Molly's things, but the adults winked her off, using magic to float them into the kitchen, while boys to boys and girls to girls, they played 'one two three… wee!', with the kids on their way to the kitchens greeting Molly.
When that was done the newly arrived group, occupied themselves with a harmless, round of Quidditch. Ginny took Pheobe-Nephele onto her broom, advising her to hold on tightly, Harry took on Teddy and Ron floated beside the shaky Hermione, positioning in front of the loops. Harry and Ginny tossed the Quaffle between them and soon the Toddlers got a grip on the throwing as well, tossing between them and occasionally dropping it purposely, enjoying the dive the advanced flyers took on to catch the dropped item.
Favorite breakfast, the first time higher up on the pitch, all in all Pheobe-Nephele couldn't imagine how the day could possibly get any better. Of course there was always the parents-card to play, but she had more courage than that. The little girl was happy with the things given and thankful for being given to such a nice family that accepted her right from the start, as if she'd be a born Weasley and she loved it.
