Years Later:
There was a picture of a familiar face on the paper, except the picture was of a woman in her mid-twenties. Yet, you could still tell who the young woman was. She still had the same long brown hair, with the matching hazel eyes. She looked to be a little taller, but maybe that was just the way the picture was taken.
The young woman was smiling and waving and you could see the flash of cameras go off around her. He husband stood next to her, a proud smile on his face. There were other familiar faces around them, and even a few new, younger ones.
Above the moving picture, words and large print read: Abigayle Potter, England's First Female Minister of Magic in Centuries! Underneath the print told the story of how she won in a landslide, and how her ideas seemed so much better than her opponents'. And, as always, the Daily Prophet had something interesting to say about her being the daughter-in-law of Harry Potter, the "Savior of the Wizarding World," and how she was the daughter of a extremely evil pair.
"It seems that woman just loves to put someone's private information out there for the damn public to read!" Abigayle snarled, glaring at the paper. Maria Karlyn, the woman that replaced Rita Skeeter, was just as bad, maybe even worse, than Skeeter. And she pissed Abigayle off, royally.
"Calm, Abigayle, love. All that stress won't be good for the baby." James said from across the table, eating like a pig, as always. He smiled at her when she turned her glare towards him.
"Hush you. You didn't just have all of the Wizarding World told that you're the child of Voldemort and Bellatrix LeStrange!" She snapped towards him, frowning.
James chuckled, and held out his hand to his wife. "That's because I'm not their child." He watched as Abigayle rolled her eyes, but grabbed his hand anyway. It was something she needed sometimes, since the day they had first gotten together. That was where things got better, so he continued to do it for years.
"Well, Mrs. Minister of Magic, shouldn't we be getting you to work?" James asked, rubbing his thumb on the back of her hand. She smiled softly and nodded, standing. She wasn't that noticable yet, but you could tell she would be showing soon.
"Let's go, Mr. Potter. Don't want to be late."
Eight Years Later:
Victoria had finally gotten her chance at being the leader of the aurors. Though she was sure her husband and Abigigayle had pulled some strings. Though technically Abigayle and her hadn't spoken to each other many times in those eight years, so their children had never met. It was a strange first meeting, for all of them.
What was really strange though, was their two daughters. They were both eight years old, and bright. Something was a little creepy though.
Vittera Potter stared at the dark-haired girl in front of her. Lyndsay wasn't it? Lyndsay confused her. She was extremely smart, but seemed to act like she didn't give one about anything. Lyndsay Longbottom was certainly a strange girl.
Little did she know, that Lyndsay was thinking around the same lines as her. The only difference was the whole Vittera liked to fight more than her thing.
The two girls had continued to stare at each other until finally, Lyndsay stood and walked over to Vittera. "Hello. My name is Lyndsay." The girl said it quickly, not really sure yet if she wanted to talk to Vittera.
"Hello," Vittera returned, "I believe you already know my name, so I feel no need to repeat it."
The two girls stared at each other once more until both of them grinned widely. "Let's be friends." Vittera stated.
Lyndsay nodded, "Certainly."
6 Years Later:
The Ministry was in shambles. It seemed that almost everything was on fire. The new dark side had come and disappeared without a trace, leaving several ministry workers wounded, and maybe even dead. Even the minister of magic.
It was quick, the curse that had hit her. The bright green light still flashed in people's eyes, as they mourned her death. Though, no one mourned it more than her husband. He held her hand, rubbing his thumb on the back of it, as he asked her, begged, for her to wake up. He was crying, holding on to her dead body. He wished he could have protected her better.
Even Victoria was there, silently crying. Sadly, none of the other members of the former "Order of Merlin" could have been there. The would all have to be told, probably the same time Vittera, Karlah, and Liam would be told. It was a sad day for everyone.
The whole Wizarding World had gone insane. The loss of the strongest minister in centuries was gone. The new dark side was already poisoning everyone. Even The children of the once great and powerful Order of Merlin were turning dark.
The entire Order had either been captured or killed by now. Victoria being one that was killed, stating that she would never willing live, captured or free, in the insane world she was in.
James had died in battle.
Ally and Mason had died together, protecting each other and the train taking the children to safety.
Adrianna and her husband were still alive, living in the outskirts, keeping their family safe and together.
Stephanie had lost Scorpius in the war, and moved back to France with her children.
Rose, Albus, and Teddy were among the first group killed because of their intelligence.
The wizarding world no longer now had order. They were lost.
They now belonged to the new dark side.
The beginning of a new era.