Guess who's back? ME! Also I reread last chapter and realized there were I couple grammar mistakes and I fixed it and even deleted the previous chapter and then posted it again. There must be something wrong with the system because the mistakes are still there. (I_l) Sorry for the confusion.

It was all very frustrating but I decided to just let it go. I'll try to edit before posting this time.

I also got some feedback on how Teddy and Reagan would be cute together so I am considering to rethink the main shipping in the story.

Percabeth x Solangelo: I own nothing.

Nothing: You do? Why don't I know about it?

Teddy's POV

As usual, Harry was there to pick us up. Usually the whole Weasley clan go together for Christmas break but during the summer, they each went to their separate house, seeing each other once a while for dinner at Harry's place.

Lily was pouting because she wanted to go with Roxie but Harry promised her with a wink that she'll see her soon. I couldn't help the feeling that something is up. Reagan sensed it too because she looked at me with a questioning look. I shook my head, signaling I have no idea what's going on. Lily, however, cheered right up and started to argue with James about which quidditch team would win this year, the Holyhead Harpies or Puddlemere United. Albums just trailed behind quietly.

"Oh come on! There's no way the Harpies are going to win! Sure, they might have a chance when mom was still in the game, but now everyone knows that Puddlemere is gonna win." James waved his hand around wildly as he talked. That boy is seriously hyperactive.

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Soon we were home. Walking through the door of number twelve Grimmald Place, I got a feeling that I won't be seeing this again for a long time. Surprisingly, I wasn't too sad. It wasn't that I didn't like it, after all it was home for me. It's just that I had a feeling we would be somewhere better, doing something greater, experiencing something magical. And it would be unforgettable.

I carried my trunk up to my room with Reagan following behind, her own trunk floating in the air behind her. The trace and underage magic never bothered her. At first I thought people was just too scared to tell Reagan but then I realized the Ministry of Magic would have known because of the Trace. I asked Hermione about it one day but she frowned and said Reagan never had any record about violating the underage magic law. I figured it was just another Reagan thing and stopped asking.

She walked into the guest room she was occupying and dropped her trunk with a thud. Then she did what she did every time she came to visit-magicked a sign onto the door. The sign said "Do not enter without the express permission of Reagan Andromeda Black". Guess where she got that idea.

I started unpacking only to hear shouts and thundering footsteps as two people (probably Lily and James) stormed down the stairs. Poking my head out, I saw Reagan doing the same thing. She caught my eyes and grinned at me.

"The Weasley bunch is here!" She called out before racing down after James. Putting down the pair of boxers (they're clean, I swear!) in my hand, I raced down after her.

Almost all except the Delacours were there. A crash was heard behind me as Louis toppled out of the fireplace, covered in soot. Soon the missing members joined the crowd.

"I thought we didn't have Weasley Family Dinner until next week?" I asked the question that has been on every kid's mind.

Harry smiled and all the adults exchanged knowing looks. Reagan caught my eyes and pointed to the trunks the others had brought with them. Looks like they will be staying for a long time.

That or we're going somewhere, which rarely happens. I mouthed back.

"Alright everyone, don't just stand there. I know you're all wondering why you're here and why you had to bring your trunks. We'll talk about it in the living room area." The shuffle of feet could be heard as thirty or so Homo sapiens made their way to the living room. After everyone took a sit, either on the gigantic L-shaped couch or the rug, The Golden Trio started to explain.

"Because of a couple of Ministry affairs, we have to take a trip to America, New York to be exact." Hermione barely finished her first sentence before her daughter's hand shot into the air, eager to be called on, while her other hand pulled out a notepad and quill out of nowhere, ready for note taking.

"Let me finish Rose," While Hermione loved her daughter, sometimes her habit of interrupting every few seconds really ticked her off. Ron just chuckled at how much Rose resembled her mother, unaware of the glare said person was shooting at him. "As I was saying, we fully could have apparated there and back after the meeting with the American Minister of Magic, buuuuuut..." she trailed off for suspense.

"You decided that this calls for a family trip since you haven't had one since Victoire was born and wanted to have an eventful summer the muggle way because you feel nostalgic and wanted us to learn more about the muggle world. By which you mean airports, taxis, sightseeing, souvenirs, football games, rented house, and McDonalds." Reagan finished up, absentmindedly tapping her feet and twirled her wand as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.

The stunned silence told her it wasn't. She looked up surprised and smiled weakly. "Lucky guess?"

"Even the most luckiest guess wouldn't have it word to word. Tell us Reagan, how do you know?" Bill asked as the rest of them waited quietly for an answer. Even James and Fred was for once, silent.

"Mind reading?" Audria suggested.

"Precisely." Reagan answered as if nothing happened.

The adults exchanged a very surprised look but I think most of them were used to it by now. R.A.B. springs new surprises everyday.

"Anyways," Harry was the one who broke the awkward silence. "Our flight will be in three days and I suggest you to all pack what you need and take out stuff you wouldn't need like textbooks from your trunks. I'll answer questions later." A pointed look at Rose. "We will be staying until the last week of the summer, so bring several sets of clothes. There will be owls in the US so please don't bring Chestnut, Gilbert, Lenira, and Bangolu." More pointed looks. "We have rented a large house that will fit us all though some people have to share rooms. Now, who has any questions?"

Immediately hands shot up, though none as fast as Rose Weasley's. Naturally she was the first one to be picked.

"What ministry affairs?" The adults a little confused. They were mainly expecting questions about the fun part of the trip like the tourist attractions not the political part.

"Well...we have our annually meeting on the development of the Wizarding World, ways to keep the magical world away from the muggle's sight, possible dark forces uprising, and all that stuff. Oh! Speaking of which, we are talking about an exchange program between Wizarding schools in the States and Hogwarts."

Everyone looked up with interest and nudged those around them. Next, George called on James for the questions.

"Why can't we use magic? Why pretend to be muggle? Why can't we just floo over there and come back the same way? Why bother with cars and planes?" James asked waving his arms around, annoyed that Ginny didn't allow him to bring his broomstick.

"Your attitude is exactly why! Wizards always think they are superior to muggles and doesn't understand how their world function. This is a chance to see the world from a muggle's point of view and see how they survived without magic." Hermione said passionately as she talked vividly about plans she have to distribute power equally throughout the worlds and stopping Wizarding prejudice.

A few questions on the food and tourist sites were asked but soon everyone headed for dinner. Kreacher had cooked up a feast that would've made Molly happy.

Three Days Later

Ten adults, fourteen children, twenty four trunks, six cabs, and a couple of minimizing spells later, the group was at the airport where two familiar blondes were waiting for them.

"Why's Malfoy here?" Fred (junior) and George asked at the same time, before high-fiving each other.

"In case you forgot, Draco is also part of the Ministry, therefore he is also going on this trip. And he is bringing his son along which is lovely because Albus is really good friends with Scorpy. He changed, Fred, so stop acting like he committed murder and start being nice!" Angelina hissed back.

"Wait we have to live with them too?" Dominique looked scandalous at the thought, her Veela features scrunching up in disgust.

"They're not that bad once you get to know them." Reagan said indifferently, although by the burning flames in her eyes I knew she didn't like the prejudice against the Malfoys.

So we're just gonna leave it here. Read and review! First person who guess who is Reagan's mom gets a OC named after them. I read through it twice so I don't really think there's a lot of mistakes left...but then again, I only got a 99on my English final exam so I could be wrong. Tell me if you catch anything I left out, and then I'll be ready to apologize.

Amy out.