A/N: Disclaimer I own nothing blah blah blah.

Chapter 1: The Surprise

Early on a Saturday morning a perfectly normal girl awoke to a bright sunshiny morning, Her mother was standing over it with her long red hair almost touching the frosting. Today she was wearing another one of her crazy robes; she only wore them on special occasions. She was trying to use a match to light her candles, but when one would go off she would jump and throw it to the floor she final lit them with the help of her husband. He would walk over to her with the look of sheer unadulterated love and a glint in his eye clearly stating he was trying really hard to keep from laughing. When they were finally all lit, Amy jumped out of her bed and gave the both a humongous bear hug. "Thanks!"

Her parents were both average as average could be while wearing cloaks. Her dad was about a foot taller than her mom and had messy unruly hair. And above his left eye more to the center of his forehead he had a small lightning shaped scar. He was hold a present out for her in one hand a letter in the other. "Dad! Thanks so much, what is it?" she said rattling the box. "That's the point of wrapping it my dear, you have to open it." Amy tore into it and in her hand was a black velvet box, she opened it slowly. A golden key fell into her hands. Her father pointed behind him and did a quick nod with his head before Amy dove into one present after another. By the time she was done she had a crazy watch with about 7 different dials, a cloak, like her mothers, but a deep shade of green to bring out the color of her eyes, a sack of weird looking coins, and a note that read,

I know what's probably going through your head right now, What is all this stuff and why would my parents above all else be the ones to give it to me? Well once you are done opening your presents we, being your parents, will had you yet another envelope. But all the stuff in front of you will tie up with it. We promise.

Amy still had no idea what to expect. "Open this and all will fall into place, that is after you eat your breakfast come on, you can read it while you eat." And to her husband she said,"Do not look at me like that Harry or I will send you to change them when your done with you food!"

"You just don't want to throw up again, like you did last time."

"Potter! I heard that and no I don't! You wanna trade places? Huh? Do ya? You wanna carry around another human being that sits on your bladder cause you to run to the bathroom 5 times an hour?" She was practically screaming.

"No." said Harry obviously trying not to get on his wife's bad side this of all mornings, "No Gin, I'll go and get David when he wakes up." Even though his wife was hard to handle at times, he was the only one any one can remember laughing at Ginny and not getting hit for it. Amy was secretly laughing at her mother as well, she would go crazy when she was either, really passionate about something, really made about something, or really pregnant. So far they had had, Amy the oldest 11, James and Daniel, who happened to be twins and 7, and David who was only two years old, and now she was pregnant again and having a girl. They haven't named her yet but something told her it was going to be Lily after her diseased grandmother. Amy's full name was Amy Molly Potter after her grandma on her mother side. She had never met any one from the Weasley side of her family and felt really sad about it. She had gotten letters though, only one from her twin cousins. It had opened it self before she even touched it and started screaming the "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" song at her. She was afraid of mail that was addressed to her since then.

But the card her dad handed her was a pale yellow color and the only red markings on it were that of a shield. There was green on it to for the ink and she opened it to read:

Dear Ms. Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1 and we await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours Sincerely,

Minerva Mcganagall

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress