The Potters

Disclaimer: I own none of the JKR characters, but I do own the plot

I'm back people, and this time with a fresh new outlook on my Harry Potter characters! Harry, Hermione, Ginny, Draco, Ron and Lavender are out of Hogwarts (one year) and already have families started up.

Okay, I'm speeding things up because it'll take forever to write stuff on their childhood, this story is mainly about the kids at Hogwarts.

Chapter 2: Children, Parents, and Hogwarts

"A baby girl…wow, I can't believe it Harry. She looks just like you! Oh god…how cute," Hermione oozed over her baby girls green eyes. Alex lay snoozing in his father's warm arms. Hermione couldn't believe that they were parents, and that they had a little family.

"I know…this is such a shock. What are we going to call her?" Harry asked.

"Let's call her Harry! She looks so much like you!"

"But she's a girl Hermione; a girl can't be named Harry. What about…Harrietta? That sounds about right…" Harry whispered. The med witch had left them to themselves with the babies. She would be staying with them until Hermione recovered and the babies were well taken care for.

"That's lovely…Our little family. Alex Potter and Harrietta Potter," Hermione said, tears running down the face as Harry's small little fingers wrapped around her small one.

AGE ELEVEN

Harry twirled in her school robes for her mother to look at. She loved how her mother would give her this concentrated look. Harry's and Alex's first year at Hogwarts was approaching, and Hermione had decided it was time to shop for their supplies.

"They're too tight Harry," she replied.

"MUM! They're not tight, they're just how I want them," Harry proclaimed, buttoning up the robe. Her mother still shook her head.

"Take them off now young lady," Hermione walked towards her and pulled the robe from off of her gently.

"Mum, you're being difficult; dad thinks they're fine,"

"Sweetheart, what a horrible lie…your father is with Alex getting Quidditch gear for him," She said, a smile on her face.

"Alex HATES Quidditch mum! Why would dad be buying HIM gear? I want to play Quidditch!" Harry exclaimed, giving her mother a hurt expression.

"Your father thinks he'll grow from out of it…don't worry sweetheart, you'll get new gear too," Hermione took the girls hand and smiled at Lavender, who was busy writing down measurements.

"Bye Aunt Lavender," Harry muttered, walking behind Hermione.

"Bye Harry," she gave her a lopsided smile.

FIRST YEAR

Harry, Alex, Amy, Dominic and Faith sat together in one of the compartments on the train. Their parents stood outside, waving at them, tears streaming down their faces.

"HARRY! ALEX! My babies…oh, my god…my sweet miracles," Harry had come up to the window to see her mother's tears. Her father blew her a kiss and she caught it and slapped in onto her cheek and sent one of her own. Alex popped up behind her, holding a gigantic book.

"Mum, Dad, take care, we'll send you owls every week, okay? Don't worry about us, Hogwarts is the safest place in the world," Alex gave them a reassuring smile and touched his mother's outstretched hand. He moved to sit back down, taking Harry with him. It was Amy and Faith's turn.

"DAD! I have no money for food, and I hate these scratchy sandwiches Grandma made!" Amy exclaimed showing him the sandwiches. Ron nodded and laughed, he remembered his first year, and how he had hated having sandwiches. Ron dug into his pocket and pulled out four galleons.

"Two for each of you! Do not overeat, you know how you two get sick by that," Ron said, he had tears forming in his eyes as he reached up to kiss both his daughters cheeks. He was tall enough to reach them. Lavender wailed as Amy tried to comfort her.

"Mum, we'll be fine! You heard what Alex said, Hogwarts is safe! We'll be fine mummy; I'll miss you so MUCH!" Amy finally broke. She cried loudly and her mum ran towards the train trying to reach for her daughter.

"MY BABY!" Lavender cried. Faith pulled Amy down in her seat and started to clean off her face.

"Stop your crying, we'll see them for Christmas, you'll make her ill with grief," Faith whispered, trying to stay calm and adult-like as usual. Lavender had stepped back. Dominic had stood to lean against the open window.

"Be a good Slytherin son, keep the Gryffindors in line, and create as much hell as you can," Draco advised, giving his son a grin.

"Dad, you know I'm not like that, I don't even know what house I'll be in," Dominic said.

"I know, your mother softened you up, but hopefully Slytherin," Draco said shrugging. Ginny stepped forward.

"My sweet little man! I want you to do extra good on your homework; don't get into any fights…" Ginny stopped talking because she was sniffing too hard. "And I want you…to look after your cousins, and…and Alex and Harry…you guys should be there for each other…no hate…be friendly to everyone…I want you all to be the best friends and stick together…Hogwarts is one big School," Ginny wheezed, Draco wrapped his arm around her shoulders and kissed her temple.

"Have fun son," Draco called out.

"I will Dad, love you mum!" Dominic sat down as the train jerked forward. They waved at their parents, wishing they could come with them. As they relaxed and readied themselves for the long trip to Hogwarts. As they went further, it began to rain. Amy fell asleep and leaned on Dominic's shoulder as he stared at the opposite wall, lost in his thoughts. Harry was sitting against the wall, underneath the window; she had her arms wrapped around her knees. Faith was reading a romance novel, and Alex was reading Faith's potion book.

The lights to the train went out.

"ALEX!" Harry screamed, scurrying forward towards her brother's knees. Alex reached out to his sister and lifted her from the ground so she could sit next to him. Dominic shouted.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS THAT?!" He screamed. Everyone turned to stare at the small round blinding blue dots that had appeared at the compartment door. The light flickered on, and a tall boy appeared. He had jet black hair, glasses, and a thin smile.

"I'm sorry if I frightened you…I had no intention to do so," he whispered. His eyes fell on Harry, who was squeezing her brother's hand.

"Who…who are you?" Harry asked. Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Tom Riddle. I'm a first year," he said. Harry gasped.

"You…you have the same name of my father's enemy!" Harry exclaimed, her green eyes went wide.

"I have no idea what you're talking about. Both my parents are muggles, so excuse me for my lack of knowledge…"

"Never mind, if you don't know, it's not important," Amy said. Her eyes were wide and her lips were upturned in a smile. She batted her eyes, eyeing him with interest. Faith jabbed her in the ribs.

"Are you lost?" Dominic asked rudely. They boy's attention had fallen onto Harry's round green eyes. She stood from her seat and put out her hand.

"I'm Harry Potter, and this is my twin brother Alex. We're the famous Harry Potter's kids, and that's Dominic Malfoy…and that's Faith and Amy Weasley, we're all friends, would you like to sit with us?" Harry asked, giving him a charming smile.

"I was about to ask you that…all the other compartments are full, and I would rather stay squashed in here then out in the hall," Tom said. Harry giggled and stepped back so he could enter the compartment. He sat next to Amy as Harry curled up on the floor again. Her hair was short in the back, like a boy's haircut and bangs that fell into her eyes. (A/N: For those of you who can't imagine her hair, Think: Demi Moore in Ghost! Haha) her large green eyes made her pretty sharp face look mischievous and cheerful—in other words, she looked like her father, Harry Potter. Harry hugged her knees to her chest as the train slowly moved on.

"So, where are you from?" Dominic asked. Tom tore his eyes from the pitch black window and stared at Dominic.

"I'm from a small village called Little Hangleton, I lived on a hill that overlooked the village, it was nice there, but too bad Hogwarts is my home now..." Tom whispered, fiddling with his fingers.

"Why is Hogwarts your new home? You'll be going home during the holidays," Amy reassured him. He shook his head.

"My parents are dead, they were murdered," Tom said. Everyone in the compartment fell silent. Harry stirred.

"We're so sorry to hear that Tom. Maybe if my parents don't mind, you can spend the holidays with us!" Harry said ecstatically. Tom grinned.

"That would be lovely. I was in an orphanage until I got the letter from Hogwarts," he said.

"Yeah, we could go shopping during the winter and swimming during the summer!" Harry exclaimed. She gave Tom a dazzling smile, making Dominic squirm in his seat next to Amy.

"Lovely," Tom replied staring deeply at Harry.

"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts! Now we shall have the Sorting Hat Ceremony, so sit tight!" Dumbledore said. He smiled and sat down. Professor McGonagall stood with a long scroll in her hands.

"Now, when your name is called, simply put on the hat and you will be sorted…first on the list—Harrietta Potter!" she shouted. Harry stumbled forward, fixing her robes as she stepped onto the platform and sat on the stool.

"Very nice…you are Harry Potter's daughter…I can see it. You're very much like him, but a little bit more confident. Intelligent like your mother…but your bravery is amazingly high! You will fit in nicely with Gryffindor, but watch out for your Slytherin tendencies…for you are very cunning, and that might lead to trouble my dear…GRYFFINDOR!" the hat bellowed. The Gryffindor applauded loudly as Harry jumped from the stool to sit with the Gryffindors.

"Alex Potter!"

"The spitting image of your mother young man…you will be favored in class for your fresh opinions and haste mind. I should put you in Ravenclaw, but it would not do you justice. You, like your sister, is incredibly brave, and being in a house where that is looked upon with disgust would serve you no purpose…" the hat said. "This is why I shall put you with your sister….GRYFFINDOR!" the hat bellowed. The Hall erupted in applause as Alex stepped down.

"Dominic Malfoy!" McGonagall placed the hat on top of Dominic's head.

"A Malfoy! How refreshing…I put your father in Slytherin…you think like him, even though you try not to. You have the qualities to be an amazing Slytherin, but the heart to be a Gryffindor. But you are too much like your father. You're evil when you want to be and cunning all the time. You're sneaky too, even though you do not notice it. SLYTHERIN!" The hat proclaimed. Dominic stepped down to join the Slytherin table, feeling ashamed of what the hat had told him.

"Tom Riddle?" McGonagall froze as she read the name aloud. Dumbledore had leaned forward to see the boy's face. His face paled as he saw the spitting youthful image of Lord Voldemort. The boy sat awkwardly on the stool, and smiled nervously at McGonagall, who hastily perched the hat on the boys head and stepped away.

"Well, look who I have in my presence, a young Mr. Riddle. A muggleborn, I see, good parents, you have a happy past. I'm also seeing a dark side to you boy. You defy the eyes of others. We shall see great things from you Mr. Riddle, but for now, you will have to battle it out in SLYTHERIN!" McGonagall pulled the hat off of Tom, who had slowly walked towards his applauding table, taking a seat next to Dominic.

After hearing the rest of the ceremony, Dumbledore had announced it was time for dinner. Harry kept throwing small stares at Tom, who was smiling back at her from across the hall. Dominic waved at her, and she waved back. Amy had been sorted into Gryffindor as well, and was loading her plate up with food.

"I'm starving!" She said, splashing mashed potatoes onto her plate. Harry drew her attention away from Tom, wondering how this year would play out.

Thank You for Reading, sorry it took so long to get this chapter out. But it won't happen again. PROMISE! Please Read&Review! Thank you!

Patty