The Next Generation- Trouble Continued
Author's Note: This story takes place three years after John, Chris and Jessica's first year at Hogwarts. It is the summer before they start their fourth year and the introduction to a couple new characters and family members.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry potter or the characters, just my original characters that will show up in this story. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~* Chapter 25
"Hermione!" called Mrs. Granger in shock. Hermione entered the twins' room and her mother was standing on a chair, looking down at a moving shirt in shock. She looked up at her mom with a raised eyebrow. "Hermione, I think you may have mice." She said. Hermione sighed and pulled out her wand.
"Relax mum, its just a pet Ron got the twins." She said, levitating the furry creature into her hand. Mrs. Granger seemed even more shocked.
"What is it?" she asked and Hermione laughed.
"Ron called it a Puffskein. He had one when he was younger, says they eat spiders."
"A wizarding pet then?" she asked and Hermione nodded.
"Now lets go, I had some ministry wizards go out to your house and according to Mr. Weasley, there have been protective charms put around the house and not much was damaged. A few charms fixed everything up the best they could." She had her mother follow her down to the kitchen where the twins were sitting at the table with t-shirts and jeans on.
"Where are their clothes?" asked Mrs. Granger. Ron came down the stairs; his hair wet, in fresh robes, Jordan under one arm, and five sets of robes, tossing them to his wife.
"I honestly don't what size you dad wears, so there's a pair of my robes in there." He informed and sat Jordan in a chair.
"We have to wear witches robes?" asked Mr. Granger, who had just entered the kitchen.
"No, you have to wear wizards robes. Your wife has to wear witches robes." Ron answered. Hermione set the robes out and pulled out her wand, ironing out the wrinkles with a simple spell.
"Really Hermione, having a wand has really made you lazy hasn't it?" asked her mother as Hermione and Ron dressed their kids.
"No way mum. After all. There are plenty of things that muggles have that wizards don't. Like toasters, microwaves and all that." Said Hermione, trying to fix Jordan's always-messy hair. Mr. Granger began to examine Ron's robes and then his son in law.
"I don't think they'll fit me the same way they do you." He informed. Ron examined the older man, who was thicker than he was.
"Just put them on. I know a handy charm that'll help you out." Informed the red head.
"Why can't we go around in our normal clothes?" asked Mrs. Granger curiously, and frowned at how Hermione's robes seemed looser in the chest part. Hermione rolled her eyes and pointed her wand at her mom so that the robes would fit her comfortably.
"Listen mum, in this world, what's normal to you, is strange to them. I had to teach Ron how to shop for pants when we first graduated. Thing is, they don't all wear knickers since Robes are their basic uniform." Said Hermione.
"Who wouldn't wear knickers?" asked Jordan curiously.
"According to rumor, professor Snape, the potions master at our school." Said John, coming into the kitchen and buttoning his robes closed.
"But the only way someone would know is if they." Alex appeared from behind her older brother, shaking her head. "I don't even want the mental image."
"Alex, John. Did you two say good morning to your grandparents?" asked Hermione.
"Good morning." They said in unison. The two older people nodded.
"So, do we get to go to work with you?" asked John excitedly.
"Nope. There's too much chaos going on over there. Everyone's panicking all over the magic world. Even your uncles are off today to help the ministry out." Said Ron.
"So where are we going?" asked Alex curiosity.
"Well you get to go to Uncle Percy's house to help out with Jennifer." Said Hermione to her daughter.
"And us?" asked John, indicating to himself and younger brothers.
"You're going to help your grandma out at the Burrow, and these three are going to daycare." Answered Hermione and John scowled.
"So, are we ready to go?' asked Ron. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"We aren't Aurors." Informed Fred as ford fumed over the mistakes he and George were making. Draco shook his head knowingly and turned to Harry.
"Really Potter, you're in charge of this training session, why don't you dismiss them?" he asked, becoming annoyed by the twins. Mr. Granger and his wife were sitting quietly to the side and watched the wizards in great curiosity. Most importantly, the temper Ron seemed to have.
"DAMMIT Fred and George! This is not a game!" he yelled at them. Fred glared at his younger brother and stood up. Of course he still had to grow a whole three inches taller than Ron. Same with George.
"Listen Ron, if you weren't such a bloody horrible instructor, we wouldn't be having this problem. Draco leaned forward with a smirk.
"Sibling rivalry. This never gets old." He said, becoming entertained.
"Well if you two weren't such bloody morons maybe you wouldn't think I was a horrible instructor and you'd be able to perform the same drill as a nineteen year old girl." Ron snapped back.
"Excuse me boys But isn't there something you should be doing?" called Mrs. Granger timidly.
"She's right Ron. We've got a lot to do before Fudge wants use to present our troops and send us off." Harry informed.
"Right then, lets try this from the beginning." Suggested Ron taking a deep breath. The group all lined up side by side and pulled out their wands. Harry was about out give instructions when Hermione came out onto the field, trying to catch her breath.
"Well looks like its out. You guys all have a mission. Ron, Harry, Dean, Seamus, and Draco. You guys will be with Ford. The rest of you follow me." She said, handing a rolled up piece of parchment to harry.
"Hermione. why is it that we have Draco?" asked Ron sternly.
"Fudge felt that Draco works good with you and Harry. These guys have to continue their training with Ladon." She answered. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Percy and Angelina looked over the paper work that had just brought into the office by Katie Jordan (AKA Katie Bell). Angelina ran her fingers through her hair and sighed.
"Why is it that all these countries refuse to let us help out?" she asked. Alicia looked up from her paper work and laughed.
"I suppose they don't trust us since they think we're the ones that let Voldemort's finest get loose." She informed. Percy pushed his glasses back up his nose with a frown.
"They all have request and we really don't have any time in our busy schedule to fit in a meeting with all their Ministers." He informed. Hermione dropped a load of paper work on Percy's desk.
"Ireland, Bulgaria, and America." She said, pointing at one stack. "Germany, Switzerland, and Africa, and these over there are in Chines, Japanese, and Vietnamese so I honestly can't read them." She said with a sigh.
"What are they about?" asked Ginny, looking through the first pile.
"Well I didn't read them but I figure with as much as they wrote, its about the whole dark mark and the attacks." Hermione answered.
"From what I see, everyone has seen a little boy and woman at every attack." Said Angelina, looking at one letter. She looked up at the others. "Who would bring a child along on something like this?" *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The daycare witch had all the kids sit around in a circle on the floor so they could get to know each other. Jordan was in a class with kids his age. She turned to Matt and Mikey. "Would you two like to start out by introducing yourself?" asked the witch and the twins jumped up excitedly
"I'm Matt."
"I'm Mikey."
"And we're two yearsh old." The said in unison, putting up two fingers. The teacher smiled brightly and nodded her head in approval.
"Now then, who would like to go next?" she asked and nodded at the boy next to Matt. "How about you dear." The boy stood up. He had black hair and dark blue eyes. He didn't smile at all as he stood up.
"My name is Tom." He said and stopped, looking around at them all. "Tom Rid."
Author's Note: This story takes place three years after John, Chris and Jessica's first year at Hogwarts. It is the summer before they start their fourth year and the introduction to a couple new characters and family members.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry potter or the characters, just my original characters that will show up in this story. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~* Chapter 25
"Hermione!" called Mrs. Granger in shock. Hermione entered the twins' room and her mother was standing on a chair, looking down at a moving shirt in shock. She looked up at her mom with a raised eyebrow. "Hermione, I think you may have mice." She said. Hermione sighed and pulled out her wand.
"Relax mum, its just a pet Ron got the twins." She said, levitating the furry creature into her hand. Mrs. Granger seemed even more shocked.
"What is it?" she asked and Hermione laughed.
"Ron called it a Puffskein. He had one when he was younger, says they eat spiders."
"A wizarding pet then?" she asked and Hermione nodded.
"Now lets go, I had some ministry wizards go out to your house and according to Mr. Weasley, there have been protective charms put around the house and not much was damaged. A few charms fixed everything up the best they could." She had her mother follow her down to the kitchen where the twins were sitting at the table with t-shirts and jeans on.
"Where are their clothes?" asked Mrs. Granger. Ron came down the stairs; his hair wet, in fresh robes, Jordan under one arm, and five sets of robes, tossing them to his wife.
"I honestly don't what size you dad wears, so there's a pair of my robes in there." He informed and sat Jordan in a chair.
"We have to wear witches robes?" asked Mr. Granger, who had just entered the kitchen.
"No, you have to wear wizards robes. Your wife has to wear witches robes." Ron answered. Hermione set the robes out and pulled out her wand, ironing out the wrinkles with a simple spell.
"Really Hermione, having a wand has really made you lazy hasn't it?" asked her mother as Hermione and Ron dressed their kids.
"No way mum. After all. There are plenty of things that muggles have that wizards don't. Like toasters, microwaves and all that." Said Hermione, trying to fix Jordan's always-messy hair. Mr. Granger began to examine Ron's robes and then his son in law.
"I don't think they'll fit me the same way they do you." He informed. Ron examined the older man, who was thicker than he was.
"Just put them on. I know a handy charm that'll help you out." Informed the red head.
"Why can't we go around in our normal clothes?" asked Mrs. Granger curiously, and frowned at how Hermione's robes seemed looser in the chest part. Hermione rolled her eyes and pointed her wand at her mom so that the robes would fit her comfortably.
"Listen mum, in this world, what's normal to you, is strange to them. I had to teach Ron how to shop for pants when we first graduated. Thing is, they don't all wear knickers since Robes are their basic uniform." Said Hermione.
"Who wouldn't wear knickers?" asked Jordan curiously.
"According to rumor, professor Snape, the potions master at our school." Said John, coming into the kitchen and buttoning his robes closed.
"But the only way someone would know is if they." Alex appeared from behind her older brother, shaking her head. "I don't even want the mental image."
"Alex, John. Did you two say good morning to your grandparents?" asked Hermione.
"Good morning." They said in unison. The two older people nodded.
"So, do we get to go to work with you?" asked John excitedly.
"Nope. There's too much chaos going on over there. Everyone's panicking all over the magic world. Even your uncles are off today to help the ministry out." Said Ron.
"So where are we going?" asked Alex curiosity.
"Well you get to go to Uncle Percy's house to help out with Jennifer." Said Hermione to her daughter.
"And us?" asked John, indicating to himself and younger brothers.
"You're going to help your grandma out at the Burrow, and these three are going to daycare." Answered Hermione and John scowled.
"So, are we ready to go?' asked Ron. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"We aren't Aurors." Informed Fred as ford fumed over the mistakes he and George were making. Draco shook his head knowingly and turned to Harry.
"Really Potter, you're in charge of this training session, why don't you dismiss them?" he asked, becoming annoyed by the twins. Mr. Granger and his wife were sitting quietly to the side and watched the wizards in great curiosity. Most importantly, the temper Ron seemed to have.
"DAMMIT Fred and George! This is not a game!" he yelled at them. Fred glared at his younger brother and stood up. Of course he still had to grow a whole three inches taller than Ron. Same with George.
"Listen Ron, if you weren't such a bloody horrible instructor, we wouldn't be having this problem. Draco leaned forward with a smirk.
"Sibling rivalry. This never gets old." He said, becoming entertained.
"Well if you two weren't such bloody morons maybe you wouldn't think I was a horrible instructor and you'd be able to perform the same drill as a nineteen year old girl." Ron snapped back.
"Excuse me boys But isn't there something you should be doing?" called Mrs. Granger timidly.
"She's right Ron. We've got a lot to do before Fudge wants use to present our troops and send us off." Harry informed.
"Right then, lets try this from the beginning." Suggested Ron taking a deep breath. The group all lined up side by side and pulled out their wands. Harry was about out give instructions when Hermione came out onto the field, trying to catch her breath.
"Well looks like its out. You guys all have a mission. Ron, Harry, Dean, Seamus, and Draco. You guys will be with Ford. The rest of you follow me." She said, handing a rolled up piece of parchment to harry.
"Hermione. why is it that we have Draco?" asked Ron sternly.
"Fudge felt that Draco works good with you and Harry. These guys have to continue their training with Ladon." She answered. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Percy and Angelina looked over the paper work that had just brought into the office by Katie Jordan (AKA Katie Bell). Angelina ran her fingers through her hair and sighed.
"Why is it that all these countries refuse to let us help out?" she asked. Alicia looked up from her paper work and laughed.
"I suppose they don't trust us since they think we're the ones that let Voldemort's finest get loose." She informed. Percy pushed his glasses back up his nose with a frown.
"They all have request and we really don't have any time in our busy schedule to fit in a meeting with all their Ministers." He informed. Hermione dropped a load of paper work on Percy's desk.
"Ireland, Bulgaria, and America." She said, pointing at one stack. "Germany, Switzerland, and Africa, and these over there are in Chines, Japanese, and Vietnamese so I honestly can't read them." She said with a sigh.
"What are they about?" asked Ginny, looking through the first pile.
"Well I didn't read them but I figure with as much as they wrote, its about the whole dark mark and the attacks." Hermione answered.
"From what I see, everyone has seen a little boy and woman at every attack." Said Angelina, looking at one letter. She looked up at the others. "Who would bring a child along on something like this?" *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The daycare witch had all the kids sit around in a circle on the floor so they could get to know each other. Jordan was in a class with kids his age. She turned to Matt and Mikey. "Would you two like to start out by introducing yourself?" asked the witch and the twins jumped up excitedly
"I'm Matt."
"I'm Mikey."
"And we're two yearsh old." The said in unison, putting up two fingers. The teacher smiled brightly and nodded her head in approval.
"Now then, who would like to go next?" she asked and nodded at the boy next to Matt. "How about you dear." The boy stood up. He had black hair and dark blue eyes. He didn't smile at all as he stood up.
"My name is Tom." He said and stopped, looking around at them all. "Tom Rid."