Five years have passed since the last war, and life has slowly begun to turn back to normal. It was the fifth anniversary of the Battle of Hogwarts when a strange girl named Lyra appeared with the Minister of Magic at the Burrow. Mystery and questions surround this girl who came to the Weasley's household. Is there a reason why she looks so much like the late Fred Weasley?

"I have to deal with this irresponsible, selfish-" Jack ranted, pacing the large floor of the workshop. "Sound familiar?" Bunny joked. Tooth giggled. "Will be fine." North said. "Do hesitate to insult me, Jack Frost. There is much that I can do, and much you don't know about me." Aisling said, turning her eyes to Jack. Everyone froze. "Make haste winter sprite." And she walked off