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 34
Mr. Granger looked in a mirror, straightening his tie and seeming to be admiring himself while his grandchildren sat on the couch in great discomfort. The muggle half of their family was to be arriving and they had to look their best, as well as 'normal'. Ron entered the room with a scowl. "I'll never get use to this." He muttered and looked at his sons. They seemed just as upset. The worse part was that they'd have to dress like this for Sara's wedding.
"Don't worry Ronald. After tonight you can dress comfortably… But on Christmas Eve we are having a party and you'll have to dress like this again." Informed Mr. granger.
"I wanna go home." Muttered the twins. Hermione, Alex, and Mrs. Granger all came into the living room wearing dresses they had bought yesterday. Mrs. Granger clapped her hands together with delight.
"Well don't you all look stunning!" she said happily. Alex snorted.
"Don't get too use to it. The twins'll find a way out of those clothes." Matt and Mike quickly stopped tugging at their ties and glared at their older sister.
"We can too stay in these stupid clothes!" Matt announced. Alex rolled her eyes and sat down.
"So... if we're going to tell them mum is a witch.. shouldn't we be allowed to dress in our robes?" asked John.
"Because there's a chance they will bring along people we don't want to know about this." answered Mr. Granger. "Like on Christmas. There will be some friends of the family, and they can't know about this."
"I don't get it. Isn't there a section in the ministry of magic that supports relationships with muggles?" asked Jordan curiously.
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean to run off and tell the world about us." answered Ron casually as he looked in a mirror. "Though it would help if muggle mirrors could speak." There was suddenly the ring of the doorbell and Mrs. Granger clapped her hands together happily.
"Alright everyone, get ready to meet the family."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"We're going to the Burrow for Christmas." Angelina rolled over and looked at her husband in annoyance. They had met the family, managed to finally get their kids in bed, had to talk to Angelina's grandparents for an hour afterward, and had finally made it to bed, but Fred didn't seem ready to sleep.
"And how are we suppose to go to the Burrow for Christmas if your parents aren't home?" she asked groggily.
"Just get the others and we can use floo powder to get in. Mum and dad wouldn't mind." Angelina sat up and began to massage her temple.
"Fred, love, I don't want to be here anymore than you but…" he leaned over and kissed her. She groaned and leaned her forehead against hers. "Fine, but you have to write everyone and if they all agree, you tell my parents we'll be leaving." She said. Fred grinned.
"Course love." He suddenly jumped out of bed and his wife stared at him as if he had gone mad. "I'm gonna get started on those letters now." He piped.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hermione's great aunt Anna let out a scream as an owl came flying into the living room, swooping down low over their heads. Mrs. Granger let out a groan. The twins were jumping up and down trying to geth the owls attention and John was sitting calmly on the couch between to a yelling Alex and laughing Jordan. "Jonathan, can you please handle this!" she called. John blinked as all his muggle relatives looked at him. He knew he wasn't going to be of any use since the owl was Fred and Angelina's and they had the luck of buying an owl that follows DIRECT orders. Which meant if the letter was for his dad, it was going to wait for Ron, not simply give the letter to either Hermione or him.
"Sorry grandma Weasley, i think the letter is for mum or dad." he called. Mrs,Granger looked shocked by this announcement, which caused Jordan to grin and call across the room over the panicking voices.
"That's our uncle Fred's owl! He's got one of the most well trained owls and it will only give the letter to the person it's adressed to- most likely dad."
"Well what will happen if you *try* to get the letter?" she asked nervouslt and the owlsat down at the top of her grandfather clock and watched everyone.
"He'll peck you until you give up." piped Mike.
"Really now! Do you think it wise to have a pet that does that?" The siblings exchanged looks.
"Well we had choices... Rats, owls, cattss or toads." said Matt thoughtfully. "Weve got a pet puffskien at home." Mrs. Granger sighed and nodded. They were going to have to wait for Ron and Hermione to return from the store, so they'd just have to ignore the owl and continue with their afternoon tea.
"Even Pig is more reliable than this owl." muttered Alex. "Some one could be in danger and he'll wait 'til the person its adressed to to arrive."
"I say we trick it into giving us the letter." said Jordan, looking at the twins with evil smirks. "What do you think?"
"Yeah!" Within minutes, screams were heard again and the muggle family memebers went running, panic spreading quickly through the room as the twins and Jordan went jumping off of things to get the owl.
"Mum is going to KILL them." said Alex with a groan.
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 34
Mr. Granger looked in a mirror, straightening his tie and seeming to be admiring himself while his grandchildren sat on the couch in great discomfort. The muggle half of their family was to be arriving and they had to look their best, as well as 'normal'. Ron entered the room with a scowl. "I'll never get use to this." He muttered and looked at his sons. They seemed just as upset. The worse part was that they'd have to dress like this for Sara's wedding.
"Don't worry Ronald. After tonight you can dress comfortably… But on Christmas Eve we are having a party and you'll have to dress like this again." Informed Mr. granger.
"I wanna go home." Muttered the twins. Hermione, Alex, and Mrs. Granger all came into the living room wearing dresses they had bought yesterday. Mrs. Granger clapped her hands together with delight.
"Well don't you all look stunning!" she said happily. Alex snorted.
"Don't get too use to it. The twins'll find a way out of those clothes." Matt and Mike quickly stopped tugging at their ties and glared at their older sister.
"We can too stay in these stupid clothes!" Matt announced. Alex rolled her eyes and sat down.
"So... if we're going to tell them mum is a witch.. shouldn't we be allowed to dress in our robes?" asked John.
"Because there's a chance they will bring along people we don't want to know about this." answered Mr. Granger. "Like on Christmas. There will be some friends of the family, and they can't know about this."
"I don't get it. Isn't there a section in the ministry of magic that supports relationships with muggles?" asked Jordan curiously.
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean to run off and tell the world about us." answered Ron casually as he looked in a mirror. "Though it would help if muggle mirrors could speak." There was suddenly the ring of the doorbell and Mrs. Granger clapped her hands together happily.
"Alright everyone, get ready to meet the family."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"We're going to the Burrow for Christmas." Angelina rolled over and looked at her husband in annoyance. They had met the family, managed to finally get their kids in bed, had to talk to Angelina's grandparents for an hour afterward, and had finally made it to bed, but Fred didn't seem ready to sleep.
"And how are we suppose to go to the Burrow for Christmas if your parents aren't home?" she asked groggily.
"Just get the others and we can use floo powder to get in. Mum and dad wouldn't mind." Angelina sat up and began to massage her temple.
"Fred, love, I don't want to be here anymore than you but…" he leaned over and kissed her. She groaned and leaned her forehead against hers. "Fine, but you have to write everyone and if they all agree, you tell my parents we'll be leaving." She said. Fred grinned.
"Course love." He suddenly jumped out of bed and his wife stared at him as if he had gone mad. "I'm gonna get started on those letters now." He piped.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hermione's great aunt Anna let out a scream as an owl came flying into the living room, swooping down low over their heads. Mrs. Granger let out a groan. The twins were jumping up and down trying to geth the owls attention and John was sitting calmly on the couch between to a yelling Alex and laughing Jordan. "Jonathan, can you please handle this!" she called. John blinked as all his muggle relatives looked at him. He knew he wasn't going to be of any use since the owl was Fred and Angelina's and they had the luck of buying an owl that follows DIRECT orders. Which meant if the letter was for his dad, it was going to wait for Ron, not simply give the letter to either Hermione or him.
"Sorry grandma Weasley, i think the letter is for mum or dad." he called. Mrs,Granger looked shocked by this announcement, which caused Jordan to grin and call across the room over the panicking voices.
"That's our uncle Fred's owl! He's got one of the most well trained owls and it will only give the letter to the person it's adressed to- most likely dad."
"Well what will happen if you *try* to get the letter?" she asked nervouslt and the owlsat down at the top of her grandfather clock and watched everyone.
"He'll peck you until you give up." piped Mike.
"Really now! Do you think it wise to have a pet that does that?" The siblings exchanged looks.
"Well we had choices... Rats, owls, cattss or toads." said Matt thoughtfully. "Weve got a pet puffskien at home." Mrs. Granger sighed and nodded. They were going to have to wait for Ron and Hermione to return from the store, so they'd just have to ignore the owl and continue with their afternoon tea.
"Even Pig is more reliable than this owl." muttered Alex. "Some one could be in danger and he'll wait 'til the person its adressed to to arrive."
"I say we trick it into giving us the letter." said Jordan, looking at the twins with evil smirks. "What do you think?"
"Yeah!" Within minutes, screams were heard again and the muggle family memebers went running, panic spreading quickly through the room as the twins and Jordan went jumping off of things to get the owl.
"Mum is going to KILL them." said Alex with a groan.