Story: Upon a Glimpse
Author: The Herb Flower
Email: theherbflower at gmail dot com
Disclaimer: Yeah, own nothing! Nothing! I tell you!
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Authors Pre chapter note: sorry for the delay. College is waaay time consuming. So… here is chapter thirty seven… the second version, as I fancied this one more. Sorry for the grammar errors that might ensue. Will try to keep the spelling and grammar as best as I can.
Cheerio for now…
Theherbflower
Chapter 37: A Winters Tale
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
2025
The wind was light on the evening air. Four adults were walking across the grounds of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. They're voices were hushed and hurried. Leading the group was a willowy blonde, a dreamy expression painted on her pale face. The second following her was her husband, and looked anything but dreamy. A tall be speckled man followed after that, a saddened look on his face. The last one of the Professors at the school, he with an understanding look on his face. Somewhere in the distance a snowy white owl let out a hoot, breaking the silence of winter. The woman could feel the magic in the air, and knew with all her heart that the events that would transpire this eve would be for the good of the world, as time would restore itself. Even though she herself was sacrificing something that she loved and deeply cared for. She knew this was it, this was all or nothing. And tonight, if they should succeed in they're mission, all of time would be restored. Her husband was furious, and wanted this madness to end, she knew.
"This is insane Harry. Why? Why are we even doing this! She's my child!" The willowy blondes red haired husband growled. "How can we do this to her? To him? How can we put the world on they're shoulders, they're too young."
"George. I was eleven the first time I took on Voldemort. They're both two very strong passionate children. They will be fine. Have faith in your daughter. Have faith in Frank." the be speckled man told him. "This is how it has to be."
"Screw that! What if she dies? What if they both do? We're sending our children strait into a suicide mission!" George Weasley growled. "How can you just be ok with that? And you Luna? Our daughter? Your just going to let her go and do this?"
"My love." The woman sighed. "I don't want this any more then you do, but she is the only one that can repair what has been broken. They both are the only people in all this world that can. The prophecy spoke of this, and its our job to carry it out. Have faith in our Lyla, she will fix this."
"I just… I'm worried damnit!" he growled. "And you Neville? Your ok with this?"
"Of course I'm bloody not George!" the Professor spat. "But its how it is. They're going to be just fine. Like Harry and Luna said, have some faith in them."
"Does Leslie know?"
"No… I haven't told her." Neville Longbottom sighed. "But I will. And I know that everything is going to work itself out. They have to fix what Voldemort screwed up the first damn time."
"There they are." Luna Weasley sighed. "Look at them, both sound asleep."
"They better not be getting too friendly…" George growled at seeing his daughter snuggled up to her friend. "She's still my baby. Imagine what Fred's going to think."
"Oh please George. They're fifteen." Luna told him with a reprimanding look. "How old were we?"
"Older then that."
"Do you have the spell Harry?" Neville asked the other man with the same pained expression on his face. "Its nearly midnight."
"I do." Harry pulled a old faded piece of parchment from his pocket. "Get the time turner."
George was looking down at his daughter with a sorrow look. He bent down and kissed her forehead. She murmured and flipped over.
"Be careful." he told her softly. "And don't do anything stupid."
"She wont love. She'll be just fine. I've never seen her do a stupid thing in all of her life."
"I know." George replied. "I know." and as no one seen, snuck a crumpled piece of parchment into her sleeping bag.
"Its time." Harry told them while lifting his wand. "Neville."
Neville broke the time turner around his sons neck and stood back.
"Aramento de cassio. Almente tyme. Anno Domini 1975."
And with a whoosh the two sleeping teenage children were gone.
…scene…change..
England
2028
"Are you sure about this son?" his father asked with worry laced on his voice. "I mean are you sure you want to do this?"
"Da, please. I'll be fine. And trust me, I need to do this." the eighteen year old boy told his father while pushing his red hair from his face. "Everything is going to be just fine, I'm sure she's going to be happy to see me. I mean come on its been three years. Almost four."
"Alright son. Tell her that I love her, and that I miss her." His father told him solemnly. "I'm sure that she's ok, that they're both ok. I love you. Be careful." his father put his hands on his shoulders and squeezed them. "Please come back safely, and bring her with."
"I will Da, trust me." he smiled at his father. "I love you too. I'll see you soon."
"Alright." his father told him before pulling him into a bone crushing hug. "Make sure you take that coat your mother made you."
"I will Da." he said softly, clutching the red sweater in his hands tightly. It was the last thing she made for him before she died. "Have faith Da, everything will happen as its meant to. And maybe once this is all fixed, we can have them both back."
"Go get em son." his father nodded at him. "Got the time turner son?"
"I do." he held the golden object in his hands before breaking it. "Ready when you are. Its midnight."
"Aramento de cassio. Almente tyme. Anno Domini 1979"
And with a whoosh his son was gone, just as his daughter had. And with bitten nerves, he waited.
…scene…change…
England
The Nest
1979
The room was smoky, soft tendrils of wood fumes drifted up into the air and out through the cracks in the windows a doors. Chestnuts could be smelled roasting in the kitchen, basking the home with a wonderful presence that Christmas time was here again at last. The faint smell of gingerbread cookies were wafting in from the kitchen as well, and to be truthful it made my mouth water. Clover had locked herself up in the kitchen all day determined to bake cookies and pies for everyone we knew. Now this is kind of weird as Clover was never the domestic type in the past, but hell she could cook and if she can cook cookies and cakes and pies anything like she can her pancakes, then I'm all but down. Regulus was bunking in the spare room with Remus, not that Regulus was home much. Remus was reading, but since Moony always reads it shouldn't be much of a shocker. I was in the front room with Frank; we were watching one of those movie things on the muggle telly. It was quite interesting to be honest. There were these guys wearing uniforms chasing bad guys. Plus there were motorcycles and that had me from the go. Frank seemed to be enjoying himself as he had a big fat smile plastered all across his face. This kid was definitely mine. The little bugger was as cute as could be too.
Clover had taken some time off from her work after the attack a few months back. I think she realized her mistake, as she hasn't talked about it since. Every time I try to bring the subject up she gets all flustered and changes the subject, which is the hot headed stubborn Clover that I know and love. Frank was staring at the fire now with curious look on his face, for being not much but four months old he's pretty smart. But since I am his father I might be just a little biased on that. Biased aside, I still think he's a smart one. He's going to grow up and be handsome like me and smart like his Uncle Moony. Then I will get Prongs to teach him how to be a fan flipping tastic flyer. This kid is going to be a great wizard! I swear it. And he'll have Clover's ingeniousness and my mischievousness. This kid is going to be a blast! I swear. So now the good guys who were chasing the bad guys are corned up in an alley behind some pub. This thing is quite entertaining.
"So are you two going to come and eat dinner or what?" Clover's voice came from the doorway to the kitchen. She looked tired, but since she's been in the all bloody day that's to be expected. "I made Roast Beef, Mashed potatoes and beets. So get your arses in here!"
"Beets? But you know I hate beets!" I protested. "They're gross!"
"Padfoot really, what are you three? They aren't that bad and plus, they're good for you."
"But I don't want to eat beets! They're gross!"
"Padfoot, shut up! Now get in this kitchen and eat, or don't at all." She huffed before taking Frank out of my arms and prancing into the kitchen.
"Yeah Padfoot." Moony laughed. "Shut up and get in there or you get sent to the dog house."
"Oh shut it Moony." I said pushing him through the door. "Or I will throw you to the wolves."
"That was a really lame burn line Padfoot, a really really lame one." Moony sighed sardonically.
"Yeah well tuff. Your just going to have to deal with it!" I told him with a shove.
"Both of you stop being two year olds and get in here before the friggin food goes cold." Clover sighed as she bustled around with Frank who she took from me and strapped into his high chair, her hair falling in her face sexily. Maybe later we could celebrate the holidays alone…
"Damnit!" she cursed after a loud knock sounded on the door. "Padfoot. Go and get that and if its Regulus and Fabian, please remind them that they're late."
"Yes ma'am!" I saluted her before walking back out of the kitchen. I walked over to the door and pulled it open letting the blizzard inside. Great, Clover is going to skin me. "Reg? is that you there bundled up. Clover says that your late, and that you have to do the dishes. Where is Fabian, I thought you two were at the Quiddich Match?" I closed the door.
The bundled up person dropped they're hood to look me in the face. They definitely weren't Fabian or Regulus.
"Is this the home of Lyla Winchester?" the stranger asked me. "Please tell me that it is."
"Um Winchester no. Why?" I asked suspiciously. "Who are you? And what do you want with her? How in the hell did you get passed the wards?"
"Dumbledore told me to come here."
"Alright, that answers on question. What about the other two?"
"I need to find her. Its important." he told me slowly. "Is Frank Longbottom here?"
"No… wait." I paused. "Franklin Longbottom, short brownish blonde hair?"
"Yes, big nose. Annoying. In love with plants."
Uh-oh…
"What's your name."
"What the hell does that matter? Is Lyla Winchester here or fucking not?"
"No. But there is a Lyla Black here if you want to see her."
"Black?" he asked me confused. "Who the hell are you?" he growled at me.
"Me? Oh no one special. Just I don't know, maybe her fucking husband." I spat. "Now who the fucking hell are you and what do you want with my wife?"
"Padfoot. What the hell is taking you so damn long…" Clover stood in the door way with a shocked face. "Wha… Fr.. Fred?" she asked hollowly. "Is that you? Really?"
"When the fucking hell did you get married? And why in the hell didn't you invite me?"
"Fred." She stated before flying at him. "Oh my god how is this possible? Your not even supposed to be in this time period. Oh my god!" she hugged him tightly. "Is Da here? How is he? And mum? And Lily and James and Albus and Rose and everyone? How's Hugo?"
"They're all fine. Da told me to tell you that he loves you, and that he's missed you."
"He knows where I am?" she asked him in the same hollow voice. "How? This isn't a dream right?" she asked him with tears in her eyes.
"Of course not you dip! Why would it be?"
"Of Fred. God I've missed you soo much." she hugged him tighter.
I stood there just watching them. Wow, this is uh… weird.
"Um." she pulled back with pink on her face. "Fred this is my husband Sirius. Sirius this is my brother." she turned to me. "Oh my god and Merlin!" she said happily.
"Hi. Sorry for the third degree. These days you cant be too careful."
"Nah. Its ok." he stuck out his hand and we shook. "So you married my sister eh? Better be being good to her. Don't want to have to kill you ya know."
"Of course I'm being good to her." I snipped. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"Just have to be sure. Now explain to me everything." he told her. "And I'll explain everything to you."
"Ok but there is something you should know. Frank…" she trailed off her face going white. "He… Padfoot?" she asked me silently before grabbing my hand.
"He died about a year and a half back." I told him softly.
"Oh." Fred sighed. "Ok. I guess this would be a good time to tell you about mum then."
"What about her?" Clover asked quietly. "Is she ok?"
"She died last summer. Dragon Pox. Da took it real hard, he told me to tell you that he is sure she's fine and that she loves you. She wanted to tell you that when you got back but she, well she didn't have the time."
"Oh…" she turned to me with those big blue eyes in water. I pulled her into a hug as she cried.
"I thought the reunion would be happier." Fred told me with a sad look on his face. "Lyla." He called her. She turned her face towards him. "Everything will turn out ok in the end. I'm sure of it."
"I know." she nodded. "Come on I made dinner." she pulled away from me and wiped her eyes. "And I've got a surprise."
"What?" he asked a smile warming its way onto his face. "Come on I hate surprises. Plus I've been surprised already tonight. Your married! And its not to Frank like Hugo and I bet on. Damn now he owes me ten and I cant collect."
"Its called a surprise for a reason. So what you didn't think I'd ever marry Frank? Is that what your saying?"
"Yup! I always knew."
"Yeah I'm sure you necrophiliac."
"Whatever you beast lover. Rose and Scorpius got married last spring. And they've got a kid on the way." he grinned at her. "Imagine, the Weasley line and the Malfoy line, crossed."
"Al tell Heather?"
"Of course. After James told her first. Then she ran to Albus and attacked him with hugs and kisses. In the great hall at breakfast. They're getting married this summer."
"Aww…" Clover sighed. "Love."
The door banged open again and two more bundles walked in.
"So this Match was awesome!" Fabian told us before stopping and staring at Fred loose like. "Dude its like seeing a ghost."
"What?" Regulus asked before turning around. "Whoa. It's a male Clover."
"I know. Hey Clover, we're not like related in any way are we?" Fabian asked. "Cause dude… Molly's eye structure and you have it too…"
"Ok so what the hell is going on? Frank and I are kind of hungry." Remus growled walking out of the kitchen. "Um.. What gives?"
"Guys." Clover said brightly. "This is my brother Fred. Fred this is Fabian Prewitt, Regulus Black, and Remus Lupin. Now how about we go and eat." she grinned taking Frank from Remus, "And this little bugger is our son, Frank."
"Ok. Yeah lets eat." Fred said brightly. "And you a mum." he walked towards her. "How'd that one happen? Or wait… yeah I don't really wanna know."
…scene…change…
The night was calm, a light wind had sprung up over the snow. I couldn't sleep, cause Merlin I'm so excited. Fred is here. My brother, my twin. And gosh am I happy. I snuggled over to Padfoot who's chest was rising and falling in a steady pattern. He took it so well, they both did. I laid my head on his left breast and sighed contentedly. This was awesome! Now if only Da was here…
"Cant sleep?" Padfoot asked looking down at me with sleep still clinging to his eyes.
"Nah, too excited."
"I'm sure you are. Tomorrow is Christmas."
"I know. Franks first."
"Yeah, I bought a new camera just for the occasion. James and Lily will be over round ten?"
"Yeah. Hey Padfoot?"
"What?" he asked softly.
I turned to look up at him and smiled.
"I've got something for you." I grinned mischievously. "Might make your dreams come true…"
"Coconut bra and grass skirt? Clover you shouldn't have!" his face lit up excitedly.
I laughed.
"Go and get me some tea, then maybe your dreams will come true." I told him with an eye roll.
"Yes ma'am!" he saluted me like the loon he is and dashed off.
I just smiled after him, then pulled out the box with the coconut bra and grass skirt.
Damn I loved that idiot.
Authors Note:
So yup… tee hee. I've loads more in store. Might squeeze a few more chapters in.
Cheers!
theherbflower
5-July-10