A/N: Thank you to Athenakitty for your review and yes there will be more
children in the Potter family. This will be in Ginny's POV.
Chapter 5: Shopping Part I
"Ya know what, Sam's staying with us. I'm sure he'd rather practice Quiditch than go shopping." Harry said the next morning at breakfast.
"Let Sam choose, I'm sure your right but there may be something he needs to pick up." I replied with a grin at my future husband. Harry Potter asked me to marry him last night; I still can't believe it, after having a crush on him for so many years.
"I don't have anything I really need to get, besides, I love playing Quiditch. And I've heard so much about how great you are, Harry, I'd love to get to watch you!" Sam answered.
"Is that right, Sam? What position do you play?" Harry asked.
"I'm best at beater, but I'm not too bad at keeper."
"Just like your aunt Ginny,"
"Really, I never knew Aunt Ginny played Quiditch." Sam exclaimed.
"That was a long time ago, Sam; I don't think I would be much good anymore." I replied with a sad smile at my nephew. It had been so long since I had been called 'Aunt Ginny'; actually it used to be 'Aunt Ninny'. I missed them all so much, especially 'Mione and Harry and Annie, of course I missed my brother and his kids but 'Mione always knew what to say to cheer me up.
"Awwww, but Aunt Ginny, couldn't you just give it a shot, pllleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssssssssseeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!" Sam begged.
I gave Harry a look that clearly stated, 'you owe me big time,' and said, "Maybe when we get back from getting Anne's new things."
"YAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYY, AUNT GINNY'S GONNA PLAY, YAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Sam began practically bouncing around the kitchen hugging me every two seconds.
"Samuel Nicholas Weasley, sit down and eat your breakfast," Hermione ordered.
"Yes mother," and Sam suddenly sat down and began devouring his food.
Hermione shook her head and smiled at him, "Wow 'Mione, that's pretty cool," I complimented my friend.
"It's nothing really, you just have to use the right tone, and you used to be able to do that with Annie, remember?"
"That's right, I'd go, 'Anne Marie Potter, sit down now,' and she'd sit," just as I said that Anne had been making faces behind Harry's back and when she heard my command she ran to her seat and began eating. Hermione and I giggled, "Anne, I wasn't actually talking to you, sweetie, I was just reminding myself how I used to do that." Once everyone was done eating, Harry, Ron, Sirius, Oliver, and Sam headed out back to play Quiditch while Anne, Kate, Hermione, and I headed off to the Leaky Cauldron.
Once we arrived in Diagon Alley, I turned to Anne and said, "Where to first, do you want to get new robes first or any other supplies you may need?"
"Shouldn't we get my money first? I brought my key to my vault, my dad put half of the fortune my grandparents gave him into my vault, after my mum died all of her money went to him and he split that in half and put half of it in mine too." Anne answered.
"Okay then, yeah I suppose we should get your money first." I replied a little surprised at the fact that she wasn't embarrassed at how much money she would have. I looked back at her and realized that she was embarrassed and had only explained all of that so we wouldn't be surprised at how much was in her vault. Once we arrived at her vault she did exactly what her father would have done, shoved a couple handfuls from each pile into her bag.
I smiled at her as she got back in the cart a little red from embarrassment, "What, why are you smiling at me?"
"Because you're just like your father, embarrassed because of how much money you have."
"Oh, well, I guess he kinda made sure that I wasn't arrogant about it and that made me embarrassed by it, I guess."
As we exited Gringotts, I noticed a very familiar and unwelcome face coming towards us, "So you finally found your darling Potter, did you? Got him to come out of hiding and face his destiny? Did you know your daddy was actually hiding from little ol' me?" Draco Malfoy taunted.
Before anyone else could reply Anne had her wand pointed directly between Malfoy's eyes, "My father wasn't hiding from anyone, especially not you Malfoy. He was trying to protect me you prick, and if you ever try to tell anyone any different and I find out I will do worse than hex you."
"Feisty, feisty, you should really learn how to control that temper, Ms. Potter. Especially around a Professor," Malfoy retorted with a smirk.
"You mean you actually got through all of Hogwarts, impressive, what are you teaching, divination?"
"Very funny Ms. Potter, although it won't concern you for a couple years yet, I am the Potions Master."
"What happened to your dear old godfather?" Hermione asked, with a tiny hint of concern in her voice. No matter how much we all hated Snape, he had saved Harry's life by discovering that, after Harry's fifth year the Dursley's were beginning to beat Harry. At that time Harry actually enjoyed the thought of dyeing because he thought that Sirius was dead. But, after Snape saved him from the Dursley's, during his sixth year (my fifth) we discovered that Snape had been married and had two children that were in Harry's year. Once we had met his godmother and gotten to know her she told Harry that there was a way to get Sirius back, because Bellatrix didn't use Avada Kedavra on him. By the end of the year we had Sirius back, Harry wasn't allowed to go back to the Dursley's, and the only thing that wasn't happy was that Voldemort and the Death eaters were attacking regularly.
"He retired to try and find more people like me."
"What do you mean, 'more people like you'?" I asked.
"More people who would be willing to be spies."
"Spies????? You weren't a spy, you were one of Voldemorts most devoted followers. That's why you treated us so horribly all of those years."
"For the first few your right, I was one of Voldemorts most devoted followers, but then Snape turned me during the summer between 5th and 6th years, especially after he saved Harry from his aunt and uncle although Harry wouldn't have minded dyeing. But I couldn't let anyone, not even you four, suspect that I had turned, I didn't enjoy torturing you after I saw what Harry had let happen to himself but I had to use that while torturing him. If I didn't you would have known that had hit me hard, you would have suspected that I was being beaten, which before my father went to Azkaban I had been."
"Wow, I never knew you were around when Snape saved Harry. Did he know did he see you?"
"Yes, but he probably didn't remember, it was only for a couple of minutes, I had gone to see how he was doing. When Madame Pomfrey told me he was asleep I decided to go and see him, see for myself how bad it all looked. He woke up and saw me, asked what I was doing but the effort of trying to make himself look less vulnerable in front of me made him collapse again."
"Wow, so it really did hit you hard to see him like that. We noticed there was something in your eyes and it wasn't the usual pleasure."
"Well, I'm sure you have better things to do then talk to me. But you all should start coming to Order meetings again, Dumbledore worries about you everyday. The first thing he asks is if anyone has heard from you or seen you."
"When is the next meeting?"
"I'll owl you when I find out." And with that Draco walked past us and into Gringotts with a genuine smile on his face.
"Well, where to first?"
"Anne?"
"Let's get my potions supplies first." Anne answered.
Chapter 5: Shopping Part I
"Ya know what, Sam's staying with us. I'm sure he'd rather practice Quiditch than go shopping." Harry said the next morning at breakfast.
"Let Sam choose, I'm sure your right but there may be something he needs to pick up." I replied with a grin at my future husband. Harry Potter asked me to marry him last night; I still can't believe it, after having a crush on him for so many years.
"I don't have anything I really need to get, besides, I love playing Quiditch. And I've heard so much about how great you are, Harry, I'd love to get to watch you!" Sam answered.
"Is that right, Sam? What position do you play?" Harry asked.
"I'm best at beater, but I'm not too bad at keeper."
"Just like your aunt Ginny,"
"Really, I never knew Aunt Ginny played Quiditch." Sam exclaimed.
"That was a long time ago, Sam; I don't think I would be much good anymore." I replied with a sad smile at my nephew. It had been so long since I had been called 'Aunt Ginny'; actually it used to be 'Aunt Ninny'. I missed them all so much, especially 'Mione and Harry and Annie, of course I missed my brother and his kids but 'Mione always knew what to say to cheer me up.
"Awwww, but Aunt Ginny, couldn't you just give it a shot, pllleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssssssssseeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!" Sam begged.
I gave Harry a look that clearly stated, 'you owe me big time,' and said, "Maybe when we get back from getting Anne's new things."
"YAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYY, AUNT GINNY'S GONNA PLAY, YAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Sam began practically bouncing around the kitchen hugging me every two seconds.
"Samuel Nicholas Weasley, sit down and eat your breakfast," Hermione ordered.
"Yes mother," and Sam suddenly sat down and began devouring his food.
Hermione shook her head and smiled at him, "Wow 'Mione, that's pretty cool," I complimented my friend.
"It's nothing really, you just have to use the right tone, and you used to be able to do that with Annie, remember?"
"That's right, I'd go, 'Anne Marie Potter, sit down now,' and she'd sit," just as I said that Anne had been making faces behind Harry's back and when she heard my command she ran to her seat and began eating. Hermione and I giggled, "Anne, I wasn't actually talking to you, sweetie, I was just reminding myself how I used to do that." Once everyone was done eating, Harry, Ron, Sirius, Oliver, and Sam headed out back to play Quiditch while Anne, Kate, Hermione, and I headed off to the Leaky Cauldron.
Once we arrived in Diagon Alley, I turned to Anne and said, "Where to first, do you want to get new robes first or any other supplies you may need?"
"Shouldn't we get my money first? I brought my key to my vault, my dad put half of the fortune my grandparents gave him into my vault, after my mum died all of her money went to him and he split that in half and put half of it in mine too." Anne answered.
"Okay then, yeah I suppose we should get your money first." I replied a little surprised at the fact that she wasn't embarrassed at how much money she would have. I looked back at her and realized that she was embarrassed and had only explained all of that so we wouldn't be surprised at how much was in her vault. Once we arrived at her vault she did exactly what her father would have done, shoved a couple handfuls from each pile into her bag.
I smiled at her as she got back in the cart a little red from embarrassment, "What, why are you smiling at me?"
"Because you're just like your father, embarrassed because of how much money you have."
"Oh, well, I guess he kinda made sure that I wasn't arrogant about it and that made me embarrassed by it, I guess."
As we exited Gringotts, I noticed a very familiar and unwelcome face coming towards us, "So you finally found your darling Potter, did you? Got him to come out of hiding and face his destiny? Did you know your daddy was actually hiding from little ol' me?" Draco Malfoy taunted.
Before anyone else could reply Anne had her wand pointed directly between Malfoy's eyes, "My father wasn't hiding from anyone, especially not you Malfoy. He was trying to protect me you prick, and if you ever try to tell anyone any different and I find out I will do worse than hex you."
"Feisty, feisty, you should really learn how to control that temper, Ms. Potter. Especially around a Professor," Malfoy retorted with a smirk.
"You mean you actually got through all of Hogwarts, impressive, what are you teaching, divination?"
"Very funny Ms. Potter, although it won't concern you for a couple years yet, I am the Potions Master."
"What happened to your dear old godfather?" Hermione asked, with a tiny hint of concern in her voice. No matter how much we all hated Snape, he had saved Harry's life by discovering that, after Harry's fifth year the Dursley's were beginning to beat Harry. At that time Harry actually enjoyed the thought of dyeing because he thought that Sirius was dead. But, after Snape saved him from the Dursley's, during his sixth year (my fifth) we discovered that Snape had been married and had two children that were in Harry's year. Once we had met his godmother and gotten to know her she told Harry that there was a way to get Sirius back, because Bellatrix didn't use Avada Kedavra on him. By the end of the year we had Sirius back, Harry wasn't allowed to go back to the Dursley's, and the only thing that wasn't happy was that Voldemort and the Death eaters were attacking regularly.
"He retired to try and find more people like me."
"What do you mean, 'more people like you'?" I asked.
"More people who would be willing to be spies."
"Spies????? You weren't a spy, you were one of Voldemorts most devoted followers. That's why you treated us so horribly all of those years."
"For the first few your right, I was one of Voldemorts most devoted followers, but then Snape turned me during the summer between 5th and 6th years, especially after he saved Harry from his aunt and uncle although Harry wouldn't have minded dyeing. But I couldn't let anyone, not even you four, suspect that I had turned, I didn't enjoy torturing you after I saw what Harry had let happen to himself but I had to use that while torturing him. If I didn't you would have known that had hit me hard, you would have suspected that I was being beaten, which before my father went to Azkaban I had been."
"Wow, I never knew you were around when Snape saved Harry. Did he know did he see you?"
"Yes, but he probably didn't remember, it was only for a couple of minutes, I had gone to see how he was doing. When Madame Pomfrey told me he was asleep I decided to go and see him, see for myself how bad it all looked. He woke up and saw me, asked what I was doing but the effort of trying to make himself look less vulnerable in front of me made him collapse again."
"Wow, so it really did hit you hard to see him like that. We noticed there was something in your eyes and it wasn't the usual pleasure."
"Well, I'm sure you have better things to do then talk to me. But you all should start coming to Order meetings again, Dumbledore worries about you everyday. The first thing he asks is if anyone has heard from you or seen you."
"When is the next meeting?"
"I'll owl you when I find out." And with that Draco walked past us and into Gringotts with a genuine smile on his face.
"Well, where to first?"
"Anne?"
"Let's get my potions supplies first." Anne answered.