MAELSTROM

PART THREE-ELEVEN YEARS LATER

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE-GENERATION W

JENNA LUPIN

"Jenna! You're going to be late for the train! You start your 1st year at Hogwarts!" cried my mum.

"Coming mum!" I called as I hurried down the stairs. I entered the kitchen where Mum and Dad were sitting.

"Hey," Dad said looking up. "Do you remember what I told you?"

I sighed.

"Yes. Not to tell anyone about what I really am,"

"Right," Mum said softly. "It's just that we don't know how students will react to you telling them about you. I mean, your dad and I were lucky. We had best friends that would've died before telling our secret. We aren't sure we can trust anyone just yet. It's only for your protection."

I smiled.

"I know,"

Dad got up from the kitchen table and came over to me. He put his arms around me and hugged me tightly.

"We just care about you okay?" he whispered squeezing me tighter.

"Dad…oxygen becoming an issue," I gasped trying to suck in air.

"Remus!" Mum scolded. "Let her go! You're squeezing the air out of her!"

Dad immediately let go and looked upset.

I began sucking in air.

CARRIE.

Jenna began sucking in air. Remus looked upset.

"Relax," I said putting a hand on Remus' arm. "She knows you were just hugging her."

I had to grin.

Remus relaxed.

Jenna just shook her head.

Remus and I had gotten married immediately after graduating Hogwarts. So had Lily and James.

Unfortunately, James and Lily had been killed by Lord Voldemort. They had been Head Boy and Girl in our 7th year. Voldemort had somehow been tipped as to where Lily and James had been living. They indeed had a son, named Harry. Remus and I were hoping to get a glimpse of him. We knew it wasn't Peter Pettigrew because he was killed…Luke was still in Azkaban…so we really didn't know who it was.

Jenna looks exactly like me with the banana curls and blue eyes. Some of my premonition powers went to her, including Remus' werewolf half.

We noticed that when she was around 8 years old. Some of the traits had come out then. We knew the werewolf trait would come out as soon as she hit 16 fully. Right now she was just showing tendencies.

Jenna's trunk and owl she named Lex, were already to go. We were running late. The Hogwarts Express was leaving in about a half hour. We got everything packed in the back of our BMW 750I sedan, black, and then we climbed in. Jenna was sitting in the backseat.

We live both the Muggle and magical way. When we heard of Lily and James' death, we were devastated.

Remus was the one driving. I just sat in the passenger seat and stared out my window.

"Everything okay?" he asked glancing at me sideways.

"Yeah," I said softly and quietly. "I'm just thinking of Lily and James."

His expression softened.

"I know," he said quietly too. "I miss them so much."

"I just can't understand who could've tipped You-Know-Who off," I said dropping my voice at the last part of the sentence.

"I'm not sure," Remus said. "But I would definitely keep my guard up."

Jenna put on her headphones to her CD player and began dancing in the backseat, singing along with the music.

She had a good voice. Remus and I looked at each other and grinned.

Shortly, we pulled up to Kings Cross Station. Jenna shut off her CD player and tucked it into the pocket, which was on back of the driver's seat.

We parked the car in the parking lot and climbed out.

I closed my door at the same time Remus did.

We grabbed a trolley and loaded Jenna's trunk and owl cage onto it. We headed onto the station.

"Now," Remus said. "It's Platform 9 and ¾."

We were just about to lean against the barrier, when Remus' expression suddenly changed.

His gaze was locked on someone standing in the midst of the crowd. I followed his gaze.

My expression too, changed.

There was a boy around Jenna's age with the awfully familiar un-tidy black hair, emerald green eyes which were behind a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He was wearing jeans and a navy blue shirt.

He had a snow owl in a cage on top of a trunk.

"Bloody hell," I heard Remus exhale.

The boy looked lost.

Remus looked at me before heading over to the boy.

"Excuse me," the boy said.

"First time to Hogwarts?" I said kindly. "It's hers too."

I gestured to Jenna.

"Yes," the boy said. "The thing is----the thing is I don't know how to…"

"How to get onto the Platform?" Remus said.

The boy nodded.

"Just follow us," I said. "It's not that hard. Just walk straight at the barrier between platform 9 and 10."

The boy followed us and Remus took him through the barrier. Then Jenna and I followed.

The Hogwarts Express was already at the station.

The boy looked up at the barrier. Above it were the words Platform Nine and Three-Quarters on it.

We loaded Jenna's and the boys' belongings onto the train.

Remus pulled the boy aside.

"I'm Remus and this is my wife, Carrie. This is our daughter, Jenna," he introduced.

From his expression, I knew he recognized the boy immediately.

"I'm Harry. Harry Potter," the boy said.

I felt my heart wrench.

He looks exactly like James. I thought wistfully and fought the tears from rising in my eyes.

"Nice to meet you," Jenna said brightly.

Harry beamed at her.

I checked my watch.

"Time for you to get on board," I said to Jenna and Harry.

Jenna threw her arms around Remus' midsection and hugged him tightly. She pressed her face into his shirt.

"Love you, Dad," Jenna said but her voice was muffled by the shirt.

"Love you too," Remus said squeezing her back…but releasing her before the oxygen became an issue again.

She threw her arms around me and hugged me too.

I hugged her back. She grinned and waved energetically before climbing on board.

I pulled Harry aside.

Remus stood next to me.

"Listen," I said crouching down in front of him so we were eye level. "We knew your parents."

Immediately, Harry's expression fell solemn.

Remus crouched down beside me.

"They were good people," Remus offered gently.

"We were their best friends," I explained. "We cared about them very much."

"How come I didn't know?" Harry asked.

"Because Dumbledore had his reasons," Remus said. "But you're practically family. If you need anything, don't hesitate to owl us okay?"

Harry nodded and seemed genuinely touched.

I threw my arms around him and hugged him tightly.

He shyly hugged me back.

Remus turned and gave Harry a fatherly hug too before Harry boarded the train.

The pistons began pumping and shortly, the train pulled out of the station.

Remus wrapped his arm around me.

"It's like looking into a mirror," I said as tears began forming.

"I know," Remus said quietly.

JENNA.

I entered an empty compartment and sat down.

The sun was shining brightly outside. The next thing I knew, the compartment door slid opened. It was Harry.

"Hey, mind if I join you?" he asked shyly.

"Nope," I said brightly.

He sat down across from me.

I noticed a small lightning bolt scar on his forehead. Mum and Dad explained it all to me.

"So that's where You-Know-Who..?" I asked.

"Yes," Harry said. "but I can't remember it."

"Nothing?" I asked eagerly.

"Well, I remember a lot of green light, but nothing else,"

"Wow," I said.

I realized I was staring at him and quickly turned my eyes onto the window.

"Are you from a wizarding family?" Harry asked.

I found him interesting just as he probably found me interesting.

"Well, me Dad's a wizard and me Mum's a witch, but she's part Muggle too," I said smiling. "How's your stay with the Muggles been?"

"Horrible," Harry replied. "Well, not all of them. My aunt, uncle and cousin are though."

We began talking more. Poor Harry didn't know anything about his wizarding family or magic side until a month ago.

"…and until Hagrid told me, I didn't know anything about being a wizard, or about my parents or Voldemort…"

I gasped.

"What?"

"You said You-Know-Who's name!" I said shocked and impressed.

"I'm not trying to be brave or anything, saying the name," Harry said. "I just never knew you shouldn't. See what I mean? I bet I'm the worst in the class."

"You won't be," I said reassuringly. "There's loads of people coming from Muggle families…I'm part Muggle too."

The snack tray came around and we bought Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans, Drooble's Best Blowing Gum, Chocolate Frogs, Pumpkin Pasties, Cauldron Cakes, Licorice Wands and a number of other goodies.

We began eating.

"These are my favorite," I said digging into the Every Flavor Beans. "I think I had gotten a Vomit flavored one once."

Harry cringed.

Just then, a girl entered the compartment.

"Have you seen a toad?" she asked.

"No," I said.

She entered the compartment and sat down beside me.

"I'm Hermione Granger," she introduced.

"I'm Jenna Lupin,"

"Harry Potter,"

"Are you really? I know all about you, of course," Hermione said. She had bushy brown hair and large front teeth. She had a bit of a bossy voice though, but overall, I sensed she was a good person. "You're in Modern Magical History, The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts and Great Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century."

"Wow," Harry said feeling dazed.

"What house are you hoping you'd be placed in?" Hermione asked turning to me.

"Hopefully Gryffindor," I replied. "That's where my parents were."

Hermione looked at Harry next.

"Gryffindor too," he said quickly.

Shortly, we pulled into a station and we climbed off the train.

The first years were taken across on boats with Hagrid, the Grounds Keeper.

We entered the castle. It had a lot of turrets and towers. One of the teachers, Professor McGonagall, who was also the head of Gryffindor house, led us into the Great Hall.

It was a huge Hall. Above us was an enchanted ceiling and there were four tables separated by a long aisle in the center. An old wizard's hat was placed on a stool in front of the Hall.

"When your name is called," Professor McGonagall said. "Please come forward and put the hat on your head."

She began calling names.

"Granger, Hermione,"

"GRYFFINDOR!"

Harry and I clapped.

"Longbottom, Neville,"

"GRYFFINDOR!"

"Lupin, Jenna,"

I exhaled and took a step toward the stool. I put it on my head.

"GRYFFINDOR!"

I happily went and joined Hermione at the Gryffindor table.

A boy named Draco Malfoy was put into Slytherin.

She went through the M's…and finally the P's.

"Potter, Harry,"

Harry stepped forward nervously and sat on the stool, placing the hat on his head. It took a few moments before it shouted, "GRYFFINDOR!"

Beaming, Harry joined us.

"Excellent!" I said happily. "We're all in Gryffindor."

Food appeared on our plates. We hungrily dove in.

After the feast, we headed to the common room. One of the Gryffindor Prefects named Alana Rogers led us. She showed us where the girls' and boys' dorms were.

Most of the first years began getting settled.

Harry, Hermione and I sat down at the table.

"Ugh," Hermione said yawning. "I'm so beat. I think I'll be heading into bed early."

"Yeah," I said yawning too.

"Good-night," Hermione said as she got up and left the table, leaving Harry and I alone.

"Your parents told me they knew my parents," Harry said quietly once Hermione had left.

"Oh," I said. "They did."

"They also said that if I needed anything not to hesitate to owl them," he continued.

"That's cool! They're really cool parents," I said brightly. "And yes, if you need anything I'm here too."

Harry offered me a smile.

"Good-night," I said brightly.

"'Night," he said.

I stood up.

Just as I stood up, my eyes slid out of focus and I went rigid.