Stealing that baby blanket from the Potters was the first step. Fortunately James Potter was a creature of habit from his Quidditch days. His broom was in his Quidditch shed. Others may have called it a garden shed but there were no garden implements at all.

"I am the best flyer." I looked at the boys with more confidence than I felt. "I will fly up and get it."

"And then it back." Scorpius reminded me.

"And back." I agreed. "The whole plan hinges on putting it back."

I told the boys to wait for me at Bathilda Bagshot's home. It was a risk because she could come back at any time but we didn't know where else to go.

As soon as I brought the blanket back, Scorpius and Albus set about writing on the blanket with the tincture of demiguise.

Albus "Dad . . ."

Scorpius looked at him askance. "We're starting with "Dad"?"

"So he'll know it's from me." Albus explained.

"Uncle Harry is what Lils and I call him." Scorpius protested. "We should start with "Uncle Harry."

ALBUS bent back over the blanket. "We're starting with "Dad."

Scorpius gave up. "Dad, HELP."

Albus "Dad. Help. Godric's Hollow."

As they worked on the blanket I was busy petting Bathilda's owl. I suddenly got an idea… I started writing my own letter. "Dear Mum…" I didn't want to give too much away and I had no idea how to get this to her, since she was still a baby too… but… Then I remember father always said how much she enjoyed the garden. "Take this letter to 12 Jemmett Close Kingston on the Thames, Surrey, hide it in the garden." I put a simple spell on it sure to last but also attract a witch. I watched the owl take wing. It wasn't much but at least I could warn my Mum to go to the hospital that day.

"OK, Lils, we're ready." Scorpius called.

I grabbed the blanket and flew back up to baby Uncle Harry's window hoping they had not closed it yet. I was in luck. The window was open. Uncle Harry was sound asleep in his crib. I paused a moment to smooth back his hair and then went right back out the window.

I am not sure how long it would take, but we had no more time. The front door opened. We went right out the back door and nearly ran into the most welcome sight any of us had ever seen. Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione. Uncle Draco and Aunt Aly. Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny. All of them looking around desperately.

Albus called out very relieved. "MUM?"

Uncle Harry sagged against a fence. "Albus Severus Potter. Are we pleased to see you."

Albus ran and threw himself into Aunt Ginny's arms. Aunt Ginny received him, delighted.

Albus did not lift his head when he asked. "You got our note . . . ?"

Aunt Ginny stroked his back. "We got your note."

Scorpius trotted up to his dad.

Uncle Draco looked sideways at Aunt Aly "We can hug too if you like . . ."

Scorpius looked at his dad, unsure for a moment. And then they sort of half hugged in a very awkward way. Uncle Draco smiled. Aunt Aly only waited a second before grabbing him in a tight hold. She looked… as dreadful as I felt.

I held back. I didn't want to touch anyone with Craig Bowker's blood on my hands.

Uncle Ron was having none of it and grabbed me in a tight squeeze. "I know my jokes are bad, but truly, hiding in time to escape them might be a bit drastic." I let out a half laugh half sob. "Now, where's this Delphi?"

Scorpius was very surprised. "You know about Delphi?"

Albus looked around as though she might jump from the shadows after us. "She's here. She's trying to kill you, we think. Before Voldemort curses himself she's going to kill you and so break the prophecy and . . ."

Aunt Hermione looked almost as warrior like as she had in the alternate reality. "Yes, we thought that might be it too. Do you know where specifically she is now?"

"She's disappeared." Scorpius said miserably. "How did you… how did you, without the Time-Turner…?"

Uncle Harry interrupted him. "That's a long and complicated story, Scorpius . And we don't have time for it." Uncle Draco smiled at Uncle Harry gratefully. What was going on there…?

Aunt Hermione nodded firmly. " Your Uncle Harry's right. Time is of the essence. We need to get people into position. Now, Godric's Hollow is not a large place but she could be coming from any direction. So we need somewhere that gives us good views of the town that allows for multiple and clear observation points and that will, most importantly, keep us hidden, because we cannot risk being seen."

They all frowned, thinking. "I'd say St. Jerome's Church ticks all those boxes, wouldn't you?" I pointed.

Albus was sleeping in a pew. Aunt Ginny watched him carefully.

Uncle Harry was looking out the opposite window. "No. Nothing. Why isn't she here?"

Aunt Ginny looked at him compassionately. "We're together, your mum and dad are alive, we can turn time, Harry, we can't speed it up. She'll come when she's ready, and we'll be ready for her." She looked at Albus' sleeping form. "Or some of us will be."

Uncle Harry looked down at Albus. "Poor kid thought he had to save the world."

Aunt Ginny stroked Albus hair. "Poor kid has saved the world. That blanket was masterful. I mean, he also almost destroyed the world, but probably best not to focus on that bit."

Uncle Harry looked worried. "You think he's okay?"

Aunt Ginny He's getting there, it just might take him a bit of time and you a bit of time too.

Uncle Harry smiled. She looked back at Albus. Uncle Harry does too. "You know, after I'd opened the Chamber of Secrets after Voldemort had bewitched me with that terrible diary and I'd almost destroyed everything…"

Uncle Harry stopped her. "I remember."

Aunt Ginny After I came out of hospital everyone ignored me, shut me out other than, that is, the boy who had everything who came across the Gryffindor common room and challenged me to a game of Exploding Snap. People think they know all there is to know about you, but the best bits of you are have always been heroic in really quiet ways. My point is after this is over, just remember if you could that sometimes people but particularly children just want someone to play Exploding Snap with." She looked where I was curled up against Scorpius. "Or someone just to be there."

Uncle Harry was unconvinced. "You think that's what we're missing? Exploding Snap? And cuddles?"

Aunt Ginny went on. "No. But the love I felt from you that day I'm not sure Albus feels that."

Uncle Harry protested. "I'd do anything for him."

Aunt Ginny laughed lightly. "Harry, you'd do anything for anybody. You were pretty happy to sacrifice yourself for the world. He needs to feel specific love. It'll make him stronger, and you stronger too."

Uncle Harry nodded. "You know, it wasn't until we thought Albus had gone that I truly understood what my mother was able to do for me. A countercharm so powerful that it was able to repel the spell of death."

" And the only spell Voldemort couldn't understand love." The look Aunt Ginny gave Uncle Harry was magical too. It felt almost wrong to be listening but there wasn't much for it.

Uncle Harry frowned. "I do love him specifically, Ginny."

"I know, but he needs to feel it." Aunt Ginny explained.

Uncle Harry gave her a lopsided grin. "I'm lucky to have you, aren't I?"

Aunt Ginny returned the grin. "Extremely. And I'd be delighted to discuss just how lucky at another time. But for now let's focus on stopping Delphi."

Uncle Harry looked worried again "We are running out of time."

Uncle Draco and Aunt Aly were sitting on the floor in front of the pew Scorpius and I were cuddled on. Aunt Aly still hadn't spoken a word. She was starting to worry me.

Aunt Ginny looked up in shock. "Unless, Harry, has anyone thought why has she picked now? Today?"

Uncle Harry was as confused as I was. "Because this is the day that everything changed . . ."

Aunt Ginny put a hand on her cheek. "Right now you're over a year old, am I right?"

"A year and three months." He confirmed.

Aunt Ginny looked between Albus and Uncle Harry. "That's a year and three months she could have killed you in. Even now, she's been in Godric's Hollow for twenty-four hours. What's she waiting for?"

Uncle Harry said. "I'm still not entirely following…" I wasn't either but I didn't interrupt.

"What if she's not waiting for you she's waiting for him… to stop him." Aunt Ginny said thoughtfully.

Uncle Harry looked up sharply. "What?"

" Delphi's picked tonight because he's here because her father is coming." Aunt Ginny looked horrified and almost… sympathetic. "She wants to meet him. Be with him, the father she loves. Voldemort's problems started when he attacked you. If he hadn't done that…"

Uncle Harry looked ill. "He'd have only got more powerful the darkness would only have got darker."

"A LOT darker." I interjected finally with a shudder,

Aunt Ginny smiled soothingly at me. "The best way to break the prophecy is not to kill Harry Potter, it's to stop Voldemort doing anything at all."

"We have to keep her from getting to him." Scorpius sat up and pushed me a little towards Aunt Aly.

The whole group gathered full of confusion.

Uncle Ron looked rightfully horrified. "So let me get this right we're fighting to protect Voldemort?"

Albus was right there with him. "Voldemort killing my grandparents. Voldemort trying to kill my dad? THAT Voldemort?"

Aunt Hermione got it at once, because of course she did. "Of course, Ginny. Delphi's not trying to kill Uncle Harry she's stopping Voldemort trying to kill Uncle Harry. Brilliant."

Uncle Draco would need a lot more convincing. "So we just wait? Until Voldemort turns up?"

Albus was doubtful. "Does she know when he does turn up? Hasn't she come here twenty-four hours early because she isn't sure when he'll arrive and in what direction? The history books, correct me if I'm wrong, Scorpius, show nothing about when and how he arrived in Godric's Hollow?"

Scorpius and Aunt Hermione said together. "You're not wrong."

Uncle Ron looked at me with mock horror. "Blimey! There are two of them!"

"Do you put up with this too?" I asked. "Because Scorp is brilliant… almost TOO brilliant if you get my meaning." Uncle Ron nodded and patted my arm in sympathy. Aunt Hermione punched him in the arm.

Uncle Draco rolled his eyes at us. "So how can we use this to our advantage?"

Albus rubbed his hands. "Do you know what I'm really good at?"

"There's plenty you're good at, Albus." Uncle Harry told him.

Albus smiled. "Polyjuicing. And I think Bathilda Bagshot may have all the ingredients for Polyjuice in her basement. We can Polyjuice into Voldemort and bring her to us."

"Albus…" I said doubtfully… "You ARE good at it, better than me even, but that potion takes a month…"

"We have a Time-Turner." Albus pointed out.

Uncle Ron was a doubtful as I was. "To use Polyjuice you need a bit of someone. We don't have a bit of Voldemort."

Aunt Hermione looked at Albus with pride. "But I like the concept, a pretend mouse for her cat."

Uncle Harry rubbed his chin. "How close can we get through Transfiguration?"

Aunt Hermione considered this. "We know what he looks like. We've got some excellent wizards and witches here."

Aunt Aly finally spoke looking horrified. "You want to transfigure into Voldemort?"

Albus looked at her with conviction. "It's the only way."

Aunt Hermione nodded. "It is, isn't it?"

"I really think it is Aunt Hermione." Scorpius stood next to her.

Aunt Aly hadn't let go of my hand.

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