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MERRY TURKEY DAY EVERYONE!

Soccer101: Here's the second update. Now will my spell be undone? YAY!

Petroleumjellydotone: I know you've been waiting ever so patiently for the Weasley's reaction, so here it is!

MewMewFireHeart: Thanks. Yeah, I've been thinking about Mrs. Weasley's reaction since I first wrote the first chapter. It's all so clear.

Ms Ronupert Grint: I am going to try to make this chapter longer. I have a few things in my head. Thanks for the idea and names. I was actually thinking of one of those myself. I won't say which one because I don't want to spoil the gender. Actually one of the names just gave me an outstanding idea for a name! Thanks! Dunno if I'll use it tho. Sorry to say, I am not JK Rowling. She writes much longer chapters. And if I were her, I wouldn't be on a fan site writing fan fic, I would be finishing the seventh book so my fans could be happy reading a closing to the Harry Potter Series. Thanks for the encouragement (and a certain idea!).

Allison Carroll: I'll admit, I'm behind on my chapters too. Every time I try to write, I have to go back and reread the past few chapters. This one was especially hard.

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Chapter: Into the Emerald Fire

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A week after Fred discovered Ginny and Harry, after Ginny announced she was pregnant, and after many discussions about what to do, Harry and Ginny were sitting in a car, going back home for the first time in what seemed like eternity. Hermione was driving with Fred in the passenger's seat. They would be meeting Ron at the Burrow. Harry had never arrived at the Burrow by car before, well, a car on the ground. This memory caused Harry to let out a little chuckle remembering Fred and George trying to drive the car.

"Harry? What are you laughing at?" Ginny looked at Harry suspiciously.

"Oh, ha. It's nothing. I was just remembering when your brothers attempted to rescue me from the Dursley's my second year. Hermione, you are a much better driver." Harry smiled and leaned back into his seat.

"Hey!" Fred turned around and glared at Harry, "I was only fourteen! Give a guy a break!" By this time the whole car was laughing wildly. Before long Hermione turned and faced a house in the distance. Squinting, Harry could tell it was obviously held up by magic, some of the rooms were half unsupported. Harry looked at Ginny whose eyes were glistening with the ghosts of her past (A/N I went to see the HP4 yesterday for the second time). Harry took her hand and squeezed encouragingly.

Fred and Hermione got out of the car and walked to the door, where Harry and Ginny followed suit. Harry stood outside the door while listening in for when they could to enter safely.

"Mum! Hi how are you?" "Fred!" "Hello Mrs. Weasley. Have Penny and Ron arrived yet?" "Yes. They're upstairs putting the baby to in the crib. You look fantastic Hermione!" "Molly come quick! The water is boiling!" "Oh I must go! Arthur couldn't cook a meal if his life depended on it."

Harry and Ginny heard footsteps leave the room just before Fred poked his head out the door and motioned for the two to come in. Harry, still holding Ginny's hand, stepped timidly in. Hermione took them up to the nursery where Penny and Ron were playing with their little son. When the group walked in, Ron got up to go hug his sister and friend.

"Harry, Ginny. I would like you to meet my beautiful wife Penny and our son, Arthur James Weasley. Penny, this is Harry, my best friend, and his fiancée and my sister, Ginny." Penny shook their hands staring at the two, as she looked very confused.

"Let me explain Penny." Hermione spoke up as Ron was back to playing with Art. "Okay, so six months ago, Harry and Ginny met again at some school program. Harry found Ron and told him, Ron told me, and since then, we've been going to see them every week or so. And before you say it, no. They're not dead, nor are they ghosts, zombies, or any other weird thing of that sort. They were just never dead. Harry wanted to be left alone, and Ginny left out of sorrow. We thought she was dead. But everything's good between Fred, Ron and them." Hermione was then interrupted by Mrs. Weasley's call as she called the group down to lunch, meaning that everyone was there.

Ten minutes later, Fred, George, Hermione, Ron, Penny, Molly, Arthur, Bill, Fleur, Charlie, Bill and Fleur's five-year-old son, Justin, George's wife, Lauren, and their two-year-old daughter, Laura, Remus, Tonks, and surprisingly, Professor McGonagal, who Ron and Hermione had asked to come. Right after everyone started to pile food on their plates, Ron, Hermione, Fred, and Penny looked back and forth from each other, to the stairs, then warily at Mrs. Weasley, then back at each other, as if they were sending messages through their minds. Finally, Hermione got fed up with waiting and stood up, causing everyone to look up from their food piled high on their plates.

"Okay, wow, this is hard." Hermione looked to her left and got an encouraging look from Fred as he took her hand. "Okay. Everyone. I have a very special announcement to make. Um, about oh, six months or so ago, Ron and I discovered something very shocking. Please don't be angry for us not telling you sooner. We have been going into muggle London every week or so to talk to these people. They want to see you badly. They could never find the right time. So, last week, something amazing happened. Firstly, Fred found out who we were seeing. And well. I must say it's about time for them to come out." Hermione walked to the stairs and ascended before coming back down minutes later. "Guys, come on in!"

All eyes were on the stairs, most confused as to who was coming, four, knew perfectly well who it was, and one just sat there with contempt on her face, having figured out who it was at the beginning of the speech (A/N: Hah. Do you know who that is?). As Harry and Ginny came into view, gasps and little screams were heard throughout the large room as the people recognized their little sister, daughter, friend, and Harry. (A/N: that kinda makes it feel as if he's insignificant. I just wanted to get to the point.) Remus was the first to speak.

"Harry? Is that you? But… But you're supposed to be dead. And Ginny! Wow. You look amazing! But how is this possible? Please explain." Remus walked over to Harry to look at him more closely.

"Now, everyone. I think we should hear their story. Before anyone reacts too irrationally." Ron added the last part looking at his mother. This time it was Harry who told the story of their 'resurrection'.

"When Ron, Hermione and I left nine years ago to defeat Voldemort, I received a letter from my cousin telling me that he was getting married. I don't know what came over me, but I felt touched that he actually invited me to the wedding. I knew he was changed so I wrote a letter to Ron and Hermione asking them to make everyone believe I was dead so I could go quietly. I was scared to return to the wizarding world. I didn't want to be bombarded by the press, the ministry, and just mere by-passers who knew my name, face, and every mark on my body. I didn't like being so exposed. So seven years later, at an end-of-school program for Dudley's daughter, I ran into a problem. Someone recognized me. Someone who Ron had written me and told me was dead. I saw Ginny. She was married and had a stepdaughter in Dudley's daughter's class. I left the school and apparated to the place Ron told me he was living. He saw me. I told him the story, that Ginny was alive, alive and well. I started crying like a baby when I told him she was married. I left and went back home and he told Hermione what I told him. They came to my house the next morning and we found Ginny, who had just been left by her husband. Over the course of six months, they divorced; we got back together, and as of last week, well. We're engaged." Harry told his story never letting go of Ginny's hand and she squeezed it back.

The room was silent as they took in every word of what Harry said before everyone jumping up to congratulate them and many tears were shed as friends, brothers, uncles, aunts and the lot were reunited after eight and a half years. Bill ran up to his sister and gave her a big bear hug as he looked at his younger sister. Many people were still crying when Ginny noticed that her mother was still sitting, staring in disbelief.

"Mum? Are you okay?" Ginny walked over to her mother and put her hand on her shoulder, which was quickly swatted off.

"You! You… You left me!" Molly glared at her only daughter. "You broke my heart! I grieved for years! I couldn't believe that you were gone and that my only daughter! My daughter left me and died! Well, obviously didn't die! But you didn't even care to let us know you were alive and well! Now, you come back after eternity and expect to be received warmly into this house? MY HOUSE! You expect me to let you just walk back into our lives without flinching, just to have you walk back out in a couple of months when you get married. Which by the way, I hope you do get married soon. You might start to show and you don't want to be showing in your wedding pictures! How could you do this to your mother?" Mrs. Weasley was on the verge of tears when Mr. Weasley came by and gave his wife a hug as he looked consolingly at his daughter. Many muffled, yet loud, wails could be heard as Mrs. Weasley cried into Arthur's robes.

Ginny looked hurt as she backed off and was then held tightly by Harry and the rest of the Weasley brothers knowing full and well, that their mother didn't mean it. She was just in shock. After Molly calmed down, she walked over to Ginny who nervously backed off.

"Ginny, dear. I'm so sorry. I-I just don't know what came over me. I-I-I really did miss you. I just felt as if you should have at least let us know you were alive. I'm really sorry too." Ginny looked confused as she already apologized for everything. "I'm sorry for spilling your secret. I was just hurt that you didn't tell us. It should have been you. I feel just awful. How about, (hic) you tell everyone (hic) now (hic)." Mrs. Weasley smiled at her daughter who reciprocated this smile before giving her mom the first hug in nine years. The hug was the most emotional she'd experienced since she'd been reunited with her family.

After the hug ended Ginny walked over to Harry and put her arm through his.

"Now, as you probably have figured out, since my mum already spilled the beans, but well… I'm pregnant! Harry and I are going to have a baby!" With that announcement, another loud cheer sounded that could probably be heard back in Surrey. Harry and Ginny were excited that everyone finally accepted that they were back, and as the two looked at each other, they both knew they were never leaving…ever.

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Harry sat on the couch with his fiancée asleep on his shoulder as the last of the stragglers left the Burrow. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley insisted that the two stay at the Burrow for the night. Professor McGonagal walked up to Harry as if she were going to say good night but instead, she asked to speak to him. Harry got up and laid Ginny's head on a pillow nearby. He got up and followed his former Professor out the door wondering silently to himself if she was the new Headmistress at Hogwarts. He never did get around to asking Ron who was made Headmaster/Headmistress. The two walked out to the end of the path where they came upon a shed and the two stepped in. McGonagal placed a silencing charm on the shed so no one outside the walls could hear what they were saying.

"Harry. As pleased as I am that the two of you are alive and well, I feel very sorry to put this task upon you just as you come back into the wizarding world. You might have heard from Mr. Weasley or Miss. Granger that I am the new Headmistress. Oh you haven't?" She added when she saw his reaction. "Okay, well I am. Well, I was just informed by one of my teachers that his wife has fallen ill and he must go to take care of her. He told me that he could stay one more week, but he must leave immediately after. Well, that week ends in four days. Now, I professed my concern to your friends and they suggested I ask you. I was clearly confused when they just blurted out 'Why don't you ask Harry?' Then they explained to me the situation. So, would you be willing to fill in for Professor Shelton? We won't tell anyone, not even any of the other professors until dinner, the day you are ready to come. Mark will be pleased to know we've found a replacement. Please do this." Professor McGonagal looked hopefully at Harry as he took in what she said.

"So… You want me to be a teacher at Hogwarts?" Harry took in what his former professor had asked of him. He couldn't believe it. One day back in the wizarding world, in fact, the whole wizarding world didn't even know he was back, and he already had a job offer. "Well, I don't see why not." The aging witch nodded and started making her way to the door. "Wait, Professor?"

"Yes?"

"What subject will I be teaching?" Harry knew he should have asked that question before accepting, but as long as it wasn't Potions, Divination or some other subject he never took, he should be fine.

"Ah, yes. Almost forgot. You will be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts." A small smile protruded from her normally pursed lips as she realized she had just gotten snagged the best DADA professor out there. She knew he would succeed. She also knew something else he didn't—the original teacher would not be returning due to his own illness.

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Harry crept back into the house to find Ginny still asleep on the couch. He made his way over there and prodded her until she awoke.

"What the? What are you doing Harry? Why did you wake me?" Harry grinned as he scooped up his fiancée and started making his way up the stairs to the room he and Ron had shared when he stayed in this house those many summers ago.

"I thought you might be more comfortable in a bed. Guess what!" Harry couldn't hold in his enthusiasm. "Okay, I'll tell you! I've got a job! I'm going to be a professor at Hogwarts because the DADA teacher's wife is sick and he has to leave. I've got a job! As the DEFENSE teacher! Wow." Harry laid back on the bed and looked to the ceiling. Ginny watched Harry until he finally went to sleep with a peaceful smile on his face.

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Thousands of miles away a woman in her mid-twenties woke up with what she felt like was the worst migraine ever. She looked to her husband who was sleeping peacefully next to her. She got up and walked down the hall to where her daughter was sleeping. She opened the door a crack and leaned in. She was shocked then delighted to see that her daughter was now sleeping with green hair. She took after her mother.

Sensing something was not right, the girl woke up to find that her beautiful golden locks were gone, she panicked as she reached up to feel short spikes protruding from her hair, instead of her usually luscious golden curls. The girl looked around and saw her mother standing in the doorway smiling. She knew what this meant. They were going back to England. The girl was obviously ticked, as she had moved from magical school to magical school in her short life, and did not look forward to making friends yet again. She was not looking forward to picking up her life and restarting it again. She was happy. Just because it was Thanksgiving Holiday, that didn't mean that her mother could make her move again. She was, after all, thirteen, and deserved to get to stay at the same school for more than a semester. She figured she had been to every magical school in the US of A plus about half of the ones in Canada and Chile (A/N: I have a friend that lives there. Just thought I'd ad there too). She didn't know how to control her powers, but she knew that her mother didn't think it was wise to let the world know, as she could easily hurt someone, under the pretenses of someone else.

The teen looked to her mother, who came and sat on the bed.

"Lucy, I told you last time that the next time this happened, which would be now, that the next time, I would be taking you to my old school. I'm really sorry about this. But I feel it is safe now. Now that He's gone, for good. Also, my brother is still gone so I don't feel like you would be threatened now. This will all be explained to you later. Please don't hate me for making you pick up your life again." The mother kissed her daughter and left the room. The last thing Lucy saw before going back to sleep was her mother's messy, red hair.

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Mrs. Weasley spent the next couple days preparing food, cleaning house, helping plan a wedding, and trying to keep Harry and Ginny from going outside, even keeping them from playing quidditch. That was the hardest task of all. After nine years, the two wanted most to just go outside and be on a broom. But Mrs. Weasley was not going to let them out of the house until Harry had to go to Hogwarts. And then, Ginny was going with him for the first night, and then coming home.

Harry, Ginny, Mrs. Weasley and Hermione sat around a table looking at magazines, brochures and pictures galore. They were trying to plan as much of the wedding as possible with Harry's input. They would have Harry and the rest of the wedding party get their tuxes and dresses fitted after he returned to Hogwarts. Harry watched Ginny animatedly describe the kind of dress she wanted, while not actually listening. Harry got up and walked to the living room and sat on a couch. He sat there for a few minutes before he realized someone had followed him. He turned around to see Hermione staring at him.

"Can I help you?" He said and smiled.

"Actually, yes. McGonagal contacted me earlier, before I came here. She said that the public is going to want to know all about you. They're going to want an article, an interview, maybe even a press conference." Hermione watched Harry's reaction and made her way to the chair sitting perpendicular to the couch he was sitting on. "Harry, she told me that if we were wise, we would start getting that stuff together. And I think I know what she means. After all the lies the Daily Prophet printed about you, after all the criticism they gave you, I don't think it would be wise to have them do your interview. Especially since a certain Beetle is still working there."

"So, who's going to do the inter-? Oh. Wait. Does she work there now?" Harry looked surprised at his connection.

"Yes, she does. And I've talked to her. All she knows is that she will be interviewing the new DADA teacher at Hogwarts. Boy will she be surprised!" Hermione had a small smile creep across her face. "So, Harry. How have you been feeling now that you're back in the magical world? Namely, how do you feel back around family?" Hermione looked genuinely curious.

"Well, I'm just glad to be back. Now it doesn't feel like Ginny and I are hiding anything. Wait. This seems like—."

"Yes. Harry. This is what it's going to be like during your interview. Questions like that. I want you to think about that. You know, get your thoughts in your head. You're going back tomorrow. Now are you all packed?"

"Well, yeah. I'm having Fred take my stuff over there tomorrow morning. I've got at least two weeks of classes planned out, and next weekend, I'm going to meet Ginny in Diagon Alley so I can get anything I missed, I can get fitted for the tux, and get new robes. Is that prepared enough for you?" Harry looked defiantly at his best friend.

"I guess. You might want to consider trying to tame your hair a little before your first glimpse in the public eye in nine years." Hermione smiled and walked back into the kitchen to look at the dress Ginny found.

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The next twenty-four hours passed for Harry as slowly as waiting and watching for Fred and George's pranks. It was just after four and Harry and Ginny were saying good-bye to their family. The two would be going to Hogwarts in an hour and Ginny would be coming back two days later. Harry was dreading the change in what is now Hogwarts. He knew that there was now a new Headmistress, which means that there must be a new Transfiguration professor. And with everything Snape did, there must be a new Potions Master. Hopefully Binns finally left and they have someone else teaching History of Magic. Besides that, he wanted to see the new students. No one there was there when he was. Those who would be in there last year must have been only nine or ten when Harry left. 'Wow. I feel really old.'

"Harry, dear! Come quick! We're going to take a family picture of everyone!" Mrs. Weasley was calling him to the living room. "Quickly!" Harry got up from his chair and settled himself behind Ginny and in between Ron and Hermione. He looked at his friends, smiled and the next thing he knew, he was standing next to the fireplace, ready to floo to Hogwarts. Harry looked at his family. From Mrs. Weasley to Mr. Weasley, from Remus to Fred to George, and finally at Ron and Hermione.

"Thank you." was the last they heard just before he yelled "HOGWARTS!" into the emerald fire.

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. The insert with the family in America, I added that for some reason that I haven't fully figured out just yet. I will try to think out my thoughts before adding anything else about them. I just wanted to introduce them to the story. Please Review!