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The story continues…

Chapter 3

Harry and Hermione walked into the cheery-looking kitchen. The little girl was sitting at a small round table on a raised chair, feeding herself (a little sloppily) some porridge.

"Breakfast is on the table!" squeaked Dottie the house-elf, from behind, making both Harry and Hermione jump.

"Thank you." The two of them said automatically. The house-elf beamed.

They sat down on the chairs on either side of the girl. Harry gingerly picked up a piece of toast from a plate and reached out for some jam. Hermione put syrup on some pancakes. The girl looked from Harry to Hermione.

"Mummy, Daddy, why are you so quiet?" she asked, her mouth full.

Gee. Hermione thought. Maybe it's because I seem to be the mother of a little girl whose name I don't even know! Or maybe because I'm only seventeen and I seem to be married! To my best friend! But outwardly she said, "We're just sleepy." Harry nodded.

The little girl seemed satisfied with Hermione's answer and continued eating. There was a knock on the door that seemed to lead to a backyard. Dottie bustled off immediately and opened the door. In stepped a tall, red-haired man who was grinning as he brushed some snow off his coat.

"Ron!" Harry and Hermione yelled at the same time, making everyone jump. They then jumped up and dragged a bewildered Ron out the kitchen.

"What the bloody hell is going on, you two?!" Ron asked a moment later, clearly miffed at the way they had so unceremoniously dragged him into the living room without so much as a 'hello'.

"Ron," Harry began hoarsely, "Do you remember when Cassandra Vablatsky went to Hogwarts?"

"Of course," Ron said, obviously wondering where this was going. "It was our last year there."

"Do you remember what her prediction was?" Hermione asked anxiously.

Ron grinned. "Yeah, I do. She said the two of you would get married. And she turned out to be right all along."

"But do you remember what she did to us after?" Hermione prodded.

"Yeah," Ron said, looking confused. "She waved her wand and muttered stuff. But nothing happened, obviously."

"Something did." Harry said seriously. "We woke up this morning and we were this." He said, spreading his arms.

Ron looked at the two of them curiously. "Well, how else would you expect to look?" he asked slowly.

"Ron! We were seventeen yesterday!" Hermione screeched.

Silence followed. "Have the two of you been drinking?" Ron asked the two of them carefully, looking concerned.

"NO!" they both yelled.

"We're trying to tell you that this," Harry said, gesturing around them, "Isn't where and when we're supposed to be!"

"Right…" Ron said. "Is this some sort of holiday prank you're pulling? It's not very good…"

"Ron! We're not joking!" Hermione cried in exasperation.

"Tell you what." Ron said, putting an arm around the two of them and steering them back into the kitchen. "Why don't the two of you finish your breakfast and we'll see if you can snap out of your mental delusions."

Harry and Hermione exchanged a look over Ron's shoulders. They silently agreed that Ron wasn't going to be much help; he obviously didn't believe them. They just had to find some way of contacting Cassandra Vablatsky and get her to take back whatever hex she put on them.

They were back in the kitchen now and Ron led the two to their seats. Harry and Hermione sat back down resignedly, ignoring the curious looks Dottie and the girl were giving them. The girl soon shifted her attention on Ron. She stood up, wiped her mouth and ran over to where Ron was standing.

"Uncle Ron!" she cried happily, hugging his knees.

"Lily!" Ron said, lifting the girl in the air and tickling her. "You get heavier every time I visit!"

"No I don't!" Lily cried between fits of giggles, as she squirmed to get away from Ron's tickling fingers. Ron finally released her, setting her back on the floor.

Harry and Hermione were now exchanging another look. Lily?They named the girl Lily? Harry watched as Lily, or should he say, his daughter, hop back on her chair and start eating again.

"Hello, Dottie. Lovely morning." Ron was saying as the house-elf took his coat cheerfully.

"Good morning, too, Mr. Ron!" she said in her high-pitched voice.

Just then, someone knocked on the door again. Dottie opened it and a woman pushed passed her, almost knocking the house-elf over. Dottie scowled at the woman but said nothing.

"Harry!" the woman said happily, shrugging off her coat and dropping it over Dottie.

"Hey!" Hermione cried, standing up to help the elf.

The woman ignored her. Harry eyed her inquiringly. "Erm… who're you?" he asked.

"Haha, very funny, Harry. I'm your personal assistant remember?" she said, giving Harry a dazzling smile, flipping her long golden locks casually over her shoulder.

She then turned her striking purple eyes to Ron. "I don't believe we've met. I'm Amanda Beechwood." She said with a hint of disdain in her voice as she extended a hand.

"Ron Weasley." Ron said, matching her tone of voice. He didn't shake her hand. "And we have met before, briefly."

"Pardon my mistake, Mr. Weasley." Alicia said sweetly. Her voice reminded Harry, oddly, of Professor Umbridge, his fifth year Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

After helping Dottie, Hermione fixed her attention on the woman. She was tall, elegant, and strikingly beautiful. Hermione didn't know why, but she couldn't help but feel disdain for this Amanda person.

Amanda had pulled a chair beside Harry and was talking to him. Hermione's eyes narrowed. Was it her imagination or was Amanda leaning a little bit too close to Harry? Apparently it wasn't just her imagination. Harry had the look of a trapped animal in his eyes and he shifted in his seat uncomfortably.

"… so they want the whole team to endorse their new sports drink." Amanda was saying. "I told them that I'd give them your response as soon as possible, you being the most popular player and all." She purred, putting a hand on Harry's shoulder. Hermione raised her eyebrows.

Harry stiffened, as he eyed her manicured hand uneasily. Hermione bristled. This woman was way too touchy-feely.

"So what do you say, Harry?" Amanda asked.

"Ahhh… I'd like some time to think about it first." Harry said, standing up. "It was nice of you to come here just to tell me that."

Amanda stood up as well, giving him a glittery smile. "It's my job. Well, I'd better be off. Just let me know when you've reached a decision." She said. She then walked out the door, snatching her coat from Dottie on the way. Dottie closed the door behind her quickly, as though she couldn't wait to be rid of the woman. Hermione felt the same.

A/N: Sorry it took so long to update, I've been busy with school. I don't know when I can post my next chapter 'coz I haven't even started writing it yet. Don't hate me for this, please. It's just that I put school first. Ugh, how much more of a geek can I sound?! Anyway, enjoy this chapter!