The Next Generation-Dark Marks and Troublemakers
Author's Note: This is a third part to The Next Generation. If you've read the first two, you'll know what's going on in here. But, there are four new kids, and a set of them are twins, one you'll know if you read Trouble Continued, and the third showed up in the last Chapter of Trouble continued. So read on and tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: I don't own HP of its characters, but I do own all the original characters that aren't from the books, but from my imagination. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~* Chapter 9
Of course, every one of the men and children managed to get sick around the same, which wasn't too good for the Ministry not having their top aurors, or the women, who had to care for them all. John sat on the couch wrapped in his comforter as Hermione passed out the bowls of soup. Alex was sitting in the love seat talking to their mother in her sweetest voice. John rolled her eyes.
"MUM!" called a voice groggily. They all turned and Jordan was coming down the stairs. His hair was all over the place and he was pale. He and the twins seemed to take to the flu worst than anyone else in the house, though the twins may just have it even worst since once they had even got a cold and ear infection.
"Jordan, what are you doing out of bed. Haven't you thrown up enough?" asked Hermione, going over to him and placing her hand on his forehead. "And you're burning up! Get back in the bed before you kill yourself." Jordan began to pout as he made his way back up the stairs.
"You two don't move, understand. I've got to go and check on your father. He's been trying to sneak out the house all day." When she left, Alex let out a sigh.
"Jordan would sure make a great actor when he gets older." She muttered. John frowned at his sister.
"Don't be jealous because he's getting more attention than you." He said. Alex snorted.
"I am not jealous of that little munchkin." She muttered. "Besides, he is my little brother. What would I have to be jealous of?"
"Hello there." The two siblings looked up and Fudge was standing there with another man. "Would you please tell me where your father is." He said. Alex frowned.
"He's sick, but we could get our mum." She said. Fudge nodded in agreement. Alex got up and wrapped the blanket tightly around her. As she made her way up the stairs, the twins were coming down.
"John, where's mum at?" asked Matt. John looked at his brothers, both wearing Chudley Cannons shirts and orange sweat pants.
"Where's mum at cuz we just puked all over our beds." John cringed and nodded at the stairs.
"She's upstairs checking on dad." The twins scowled and turned to Fudge and the man next to him.
"Who are you?" they asked groggily.
"I'm your dad's boss. and I see you two like the Chudley Cannons." Said Fudge. The twins frowned a bit at the two old men.
"Yeah. but we can't go to the game next month cuz dad couldn't get tickets." Said mike.
"And besides, we usually go on these things as a family." Said Matt.
"Well today is your lucky day then isn't it?" asked the man at Fudge's side. Suddenly Hermione came down stairs.
"Matthew and Michael Weasley!" she snapped. The twins both looked at her innocently. "You two have it worst than everyone else in this house, now why aren't you in bed?"
"Cuz we puked all over our beds." Answered the twins. Hermione ran her fingers through her hair and looked up at the two old wizards.
"Oh, hi. is there something you'd like?" she asked.
"We're here to see your husband." Said Fudge. Hermione raised an eyebrow at the old man.
"Well he's sick. can I take a message for him?"
"Well you see, I'm in charge of the Chudley cannons." said the old man next to him. The twins instantly began pulling on the old wizard's robes and talking quickly. Hermione grabbed hold of them. "Right then, and Fudge has told me all about the Weasley family and how respectable they are, so I was hoping, since I've gotten all the others to agree, if you would come and support our team at the Quidditch world cup next month."
"Wait a minute. is this for free?" Hermione asked. The wizard nodded and the twins began jumping up and down excitedly.
"Why'd you choose us though?" asked John. The twins rounded on him quickly.
"Who cares! We get to meet the Chudley Cannons up close and personal." Informed Matt. The twins instantly began talking to the old man when Ron came down the stairs. He yawned and grabbed his cloak.
"'Mione, I'll be back. I need some."
"Ronald Weasley." He turned and faced her, but noticed Fudge behind her.
"Oh, hey. Is there something wrong?" he asked. Fudge smiled a bit. Ron wasn't nearly as sick as all the kids were, but his hair was all over the place.
"Mr. Weasley." began the old wizard. He hadn't gotten much words out of his mouth since he arrived. This time the interruption was Jordan.
"Mum, I threw up again." he informed. Ron sighed and looked at Fudge and the old wizard.
"Why don't you kids all go upstairs so we can get this little meeting done and over with." They all obeyed and Ron let out a sigh. "Sorry, Harry kind of passed down the flu I suppose." He laughed. The old wizards shrugged.
"My name is Apollyon Mansters, I'm in charge of the."
"Chudley Cannons?" said Ron. The wizard grinned.
"A regular fan I see." He laughed and Ron smiled a bit. "Well as you may know, the Cannons will be going up against the Wasps in the next big match and it's important we get real fans there. to support the players since they have lost confidence after the last match." Ron nodded in understanding.
"I remember your father said you were a huge fan as a child, so with the connections I got all of your family will be going to see the match next month." Said Fudge. Ron raised an eyebrow at them.
"All of us? The twins family, mum and dad, Percy's family, mine, and Harry's?" asked the red head and Mansters nodded. "So, what's the catch?" he asked.
"No catch, Mr. Weasley. Plus, I noticed your kids seemed to like the Cannons. Just think of it as a before school celebration." He answered. Ron shrugged a shoulder.
"Sounds a bit strange since there are rumors of the dark lord's second in command taking control." He said.
"Well you're an auror and so is Mr. Potter. I doubt any one will try something with all of you there."
"That's what you thought when that house elf was caught with the wand that conjured the dark mark those years back." Said Hermione. Ron looked over her shoulder at his wife who had a serious look on her face.
"Trust me Mrs. Weasley. There will be more protection around." Said fudge. "I'm sure its pretty important since three of your children are under aged and wouldn't be able to protect themselves from any thing."
"I think it sounds like fun." Said Ron.
"Then you'll come?" asked Mansters hopefully. "You'll get to meet them up close and personal." Ron's eyes lit up and he turned to his wife.
"Up close and personal, Hermione!" he announced. She rolled her eyes.
"I suppose it wouldn't hurt." She said and he grinned.
"Sure. We'll be there." Said Ron and Mansters grinned happily, handing Ron seven tickets.
"Can't wait to see you there."
Author's Note: This is a third part to The Next Generation. If you've read the first two, you'll know what's going on in here. But, there are four new kids, and a set of them are twins, one you'll know if you read Trouble Continued, and the third showed up in the last Chapter of Trouble continued. So read on and tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: I don't own HP of its characters, but I do own all the original characters that aren't from the books, but from my imagination. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~* Chapter 9
Of course, every one of the men and children managed to get sick around the same, which wasn't too good for the Ministry not having their top aurors, or the women, who had to care for them all. John sat on the couch wrapped in his comforter as Hermione passed out the bowls of soup. Alex was sitting in the love seat talking to their mother in her sweetest voice. John rolled her eyes.
"MUM!" called a voice groggily. They all turned and Jordan was coming down the stairs. His hair was all over the place and he was pale. He and the twins seemed to take to the flu worst than anyone else in the house, though the twins may just have it even worst since once they had even got a cold and ear infection.
"Jordan, what are you doing out of bed. Haven't you thrown up enough?" asked Hermione, going over to him and placing her hand on his forehead. "And you're burning up! Get back in the bed before you kill yourself." Jordan began to pout as he made his way back up the stairs.
"You two don't move, understand. I've got to go and check on your father. He's been trying to sneak out the house all day." When she left, Alex let out a sigh.
"Jordan would sure make a great actor when he gets older." She muttered. John frowned at his sister.
"Don't be jealous because he's getting more attention than you." He said. Alex snorted.
"I am not jealous of that little munchkin." She muttered. "Besides, he is my little brother. What would I have to be jealous of?"
"Hello there." The two siblings looked up and Fudge was standing there with another man. "Would you please tell me where your father is." He said. Alex frowned.
"He's sick, but we could get our mum." She said. Fudge nodded in agreement. Alex got up and wrapped the blanket tightly around her. As she made her way up the stairs, the twins were coming down.
"John, where's mum at?" asked Matt. John looked at his brothers, both wearing Chudley Cannons shirts and orange sweat pants.
"Where's mum at cuz we just puked all over our beds." John cringed and nodded at the stairs.
"She's upstairs checking on dad." The twins scowled and turned to Fudge and the man next to him.
"Who are you?" they asked groggily.
"I'm your dad's boss. and I see you two like the Chudley Cannons." Said Fudge. The twins frowned a bit at the two old men.
"Yeah. but we can't go to the game next month cuz dad couldn't get tickets." Said mike.
"And besides, we usually go on these things as a family." Said Matt.
"Well today is your lucky day then isn't it?" asked the man at Fudge's side. Suddenly Hermione came down stairs.
"Matthew and Michael Weasley!" she snapped. The twins both looked at her innocently. "You two have it worst than everyone else in this house, now why aren't you in bed?"
"Cuz we puked all over our beds." Answered the twins. Hermione ran her fingers through her hair and looked up at the two old wizards.
"Oh, hi. is there something you'd like?" she asked.
"We're here to see your husband." Said Fudge. Hermione raised an eyebrow at the old man.
"Well he's sick. can I take a message for him?"
"Well you see, I'm in charge of the Chudley cannons." said the old man next to him. The twins instantly began pulling on the old wizard's robes and talking quickly. Hermione grabbed hold of them. "Right then, and Fudge has told me all about the Weasley family and how respectable they are, so I was hoping, since I've gotten all the others to agree, if you would come and support our team at the Quidditch world cup next month."
"Wait a minute. is this for free?" Hermione asked. The wizard nodded and the twins began jumping up and down excitedly.
"Why'd you choose us though?" asked John. The twins rounded on him quickly.
"Who cares! We get to meet the Chudley Cannons up close and personal." Informed Matt. The twins instantly began talking to the old man when Ron came down the stairs. He yawned and grabbed his cloak.
"'Mione, I'll be back. I need some."
"Ronald Weasley." He turned and faced her, but noticed Fudge behind her.
"Oh, hey. Is there something wrong?" he asked. Fudge smiled a bit. Ron wasn't nearly as sick as all the kids were, but his hair was all over the place.
"Mr. Weasley." began the old wizard. He hadn't gotten much words out of his mouth since he arrived. This time the interruption was Jordan.
"Mum, I threw up again." he informed. Ron sighed and looked at Fudge and the old wizard.
"Why don't you kids all go upstairs so we can get this little meeting done and over with." They all obeyed and Ron let out a sigh. "Sorry, Harry kind of passed down the flu I suppose." He laughed. The old wizards shrugged.
"My name is Apollyon Mansters, I'm in charge of the."
"Chudley Cannons?" said Ron. The wizard grinned.
"A regular fan I see." He laughed and Ron smiled a bit. "Well as you may know, the Cannons will be going up against the Wasps in the next big match and it's important we get real fans there. to support the players since they have lost confidence after the last match." Ron nodded in understanding.
"I remember your father said you were a huge fan as a child, so with the connections I got all of your family will be going to see the match next month." Said Fudge. Ron raised an eyebrow at them.
"All of us? The twins family, mum and dad, Percy's family, mine, and Harry's?" asked the red head and Mansters nodded. "So, what's the catch?" he asked.
"No catch, Mr. Weasley. Plus, I noticed your kids seemed to like the Cannons. Just think of it as a before school celebration." He answered. Ron shrugged a shoulder.
"Sounds a bit strange since there are rumors of the dark lord's second in command taking control." He said.
"Well you're an auror and so is Mr. Potter. I doubt any one will try something with all of you there."
"That's what you thought when that house elf was caught with the wand that conjured the dark mark those years back." Said Hermione. Ron looked over her shoulder at his wife who had a serious look on her face.
"Trust me Mrs. Weasley. There will be more protection around." Said fudge. "I'm sure its pretty important since three of your children are under aged and wouldn't be able to protect themselves from any thing."
"I think it sounds like fun." Said Ron.
"Then you'll come?" asked Mansters hopefully. "You'll get to meet them up close and personal." Ron's eyes lit up and he turned to his wife.
"Up close and personal, Hermione!" he announced. She rolled her eyes.
"I suppose it wouldn't hurt." She said and he grinned.
"Sure. We'll be there." Said Ron and Mansters grinned happily, handing Ron seven tickets.
"Can't wait to see you there."