Hello all, tis me! I'm trying my hand at a Harry Potter fanfic. Before anyone says anything, it's totally cannon, as in Harry X Ginny and Ron X Hermione. Well, not much else to say, cept hope you enjoy! Oh, and it's set fifteen years past when Harry beats Voldemort, which I'm just going to say was when he was twenty, since I have no idea.

The Children of the Legends, Part One: The Beginning of it all

A girl got out of the car that had just pulled into the parking lot of the train station. She grunted, for she was carrying a bag that looked way to heavy for her. She attempted to move it, then threw it on the ground and sat on it.

"Dad?" She called. "Can you please get out of the car and help me with this?"

"Just a bloody minute" came a call from the car. "Traffic was bad enough, don't you start too."

"Now Harry, you know that's not very nice" came another voice from in the car. "Apologize to your daughter"

"Okay, I apologize. I apologize for her being a weakling."

"Harry!"

The girl rolled her eyes. "Come on dad! Just help me with this"

"Fine, fine" came the reply. Then a man pulled himself out of the car and brushed his black bangs back in place.

"Harry? Harry, is that you? Came a call from two parking spots away. Harry's head jerked up and looked over, then shouted "Hey Ron!"

Ron weaved his way through the cars, with a woman walking behind him. "Ron, you knew that Harry'd be here. It's obvious, what with Stephanie being so talented. Don't act so surprised." Then she turned and yelled, "Mark, Hurry up! You don't want to miss the train!"

"Coming mum!" Then the car door opened and out stepped a boy of about 11 with bright red hair that he had obviously gotten from his dad.

"Hey Mark!" Called the girl at the same time that the woman now standing behind Harry said, "Hi Hermione!"

"Stephanie! Hey!" Was the response to the girl, while the woman said, "Hey Ginny, it's been a while!"

"So, how have you all been?" Asked Ron.

"Fine, fine. We've been celebrating Stephanie's acceptance to Hogwarts of course. Besides that, nothing really exciting has happened."

"Same here. It's so great that they'll be going to school together. Good to be able to have a friendly face there. God knows she'll need it" said Hermione.

"Hey! What do you mean by that? I didn't know anyone, and look how I turned out!" Harry said, protesting.

"Well, you were lucky. AND you met up with Ron almost the second you got on the train."

"Took a little longer for us to be friends, but we came out okay in the end, eh Hermione?"

Stephanie and Mark both looked at each other and the bellowed to the parents in unison, "MUM! DAD! We have to go or we're gonna be late!"

The parents looked startled, then Hermione said, "Right, right, sorry. Guess we shouldn't reminisce in front of the children, seeing as they're so anxious to get going."

"Thank you", Stephanie sighed. Honestly, when her mom and dad and Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron were together, they could go on reminiscing for hours.

Harry bent down to grab Stephanie's bag, then they all walked in together and made their way to Platform 9, then passed it and stood in front of the barrier that separated the muggles from the Hogwarts Express.

Stephanie took a deep breath, and then nodded. "We're supposed to walk through it, right?"

"That's right" came the response from at least two of the adults.

"Jeez, I didn't ask for it in surround sound. Come on dad." Then she proceeded to grab onto Harry's arm and drag him through.

"Well, if she's so insistent, what're we waiting for?" Mark asked, and then proceeded to copy Stephanie and grab Ron's hand and drag him through the portal. The women just shrugged and followed behind them.

Inside the gate, Mark ran into the back of Stephanie, who had stopped and was looking at the train in amazement. It was the first time she had ever seen one, being partial to broom flight, and she was determined to take everything in.

"Jeez! Can't you warn a guy before you just stop in front of him?"

"But look Mark! It's a train! It's so big and… and shiny!"

"Yes Stephanie, trains are shiny. And big. It's not that big of a deal, so keep walking."

She turned to glare at him, then stopped and pointed off to the side. "Look at everyone staring at my dad"

"Yeah, well if I didn't know him I'd stare too. It's not every day that you see the conqueror of the Dark Lord and his, quote, "Sidekick" every day."

"Don't call your dad a sidekick, he helped too."

"Yes, but face it, he wasn't there when the actual fighting went on. He was Stupefied outside the entrance."

I'll give a little history before I continue the story. About fifteen years ago, at the age of 20, Harry Potter, along with his best friend Ron Weasely, finally conquered the Dark Lord. No one actually knew how it happened. When the wizarding police had shown up on the scene, they saw Ron Stupefied on the steps leading to a foreboding castle, which, they had found out, was the hideout of the Dark Lord. After they un-Stupefied him, he had said "Harry ran inside before they stupefied me, that's all I know", so they had all ran inside to see him lying unconscious on the floor. When he regained consciousness a few hours later, they could get nothing out of him. He simply couldn't remember what had happened after he had charged into the building. The doctors had diagnosed it as either a concussion or a messed up Memory Charm, and after his memory hadn't come back in a week, they decided it had to be the second one. Harry, though he had no memory, was absolutely sure of one thing: Somehow or other, the Dark Lord was defeated. He was a hero, even to all who had believed him mad. Three years later, he had married Ginny, a few months after that Ron had married Hermione, and a year later, only a month apart down to the day, the two couples had had two kids.

And now it was time for the two kids, Stephanie and Mark, to start Hogwarts. Stephanie had inherited her dad's messy black hair and usually just kept it in a ponytail or a braid, and had also inherited her mom's height and green eyes. Mark had his dad's red hair and his mom's tendency for his hair to be bushy, so he usually gelled and spiked it up. He also had his mom's brown eyes, and he was about the same height as Stephanie, which was 5'8 to be exact.

"Come on kids, you should try to find a good seat."

"Coming Mum" Stephanie shouted back. Then she shuddered as she heard a familiar and annoying voice behind her say, "Well, well, if it isn't the Potter brat"

"Malfoy" she growled as she turned around. "I'm surprised you got in. You're such a squib"

"I am not! I'm better at magic then you and Weasely put together!" Protested Delano Malfoy, son of Draco Malfoy. He looked almost exactly like his dad, with slicked back blond hair and a constant smirk.

"Uh-huh. Right. If you have any, it's going to be evil. You're evil just like your dad and his dad."

"And your point is?"

"Just that there is no reason you should be standing here today. If your dad hadn't bribed off the Ministry of Magic, he'd be in jail and you would never have been born."

"That is not true! My dad never bribed off the Ministry!"

"Aw, is poor little Malfoy sad that I'm insulting his family?"

"Shut up about my family. You have a problem with me, deal with me!"

"Gladly!"

And with that, they were going at it. Matt shouted, "Alright Stephanie! Teach that stuck up little brat a lesson!", which attracted Harry's attention, who started over to the fight and managed to pull Stephanie out of the fray.

"What have I told you about fighting? You know better"

"I don't care! That stuck up little brat deserves what's coming to him!"

Draco Malfoy came up behind his son. "Potter, I should have known."

"It was your son's fault, I bet. Come on Stephanie, let's go to the train."

"Yes, come on Delano. You don't want to be seen with trash like that." Draco started escorting him to the train, ignoring Stephanie, who was trying to get out of her dad's grip. Once they were out of sight, he let go.

"Dad? Why did you let him say that?"

"Because I know the truth. And honestly, I've gotten used to it. I had to go to school with him, remember?"

"And now I have to go to school with his son. Great, just great" She said, visibly shuddering.

"Just remember: you come from a much better family line. They may be more honorable, but you are more quick-witted. And whatever you do, don't let him get you into trouble."

"I know dad, I know. Just like you didn't let his dad get you into trouble?"

"I never started anything. Trouble just came and found me. Let's hope it's not the same for you."

"Are we going to get on the train, or are we going to let it go without us?" Yelled Mark.

"Coming Mark. Just had to say a few more last-minute things."

"Now remember" Hermione said as they all gathered near the entrance of the train, "Try to stay out of trouble."

"I promise, Aunt Hermy."

"I told you, don't call me that! I'll be forced to call you Stephie."

She gasped a mock gasp. "No! Don't call me that! The horror! The horror!"

Hermione laughed. "Fine, just don't call me Hermy."

"Alright, alright." She sighed dramatically. "Come on Mark, let's get on the train!"

They both boarded the train, and started looking for an empty carriage. The only one they could find was at the back of the train, so they put their stuff down and stuck they're heads out the window to wave.

"Bye mom! Bye dad! See you during Christmas break!"

"Bye sweetie!"

"Have fun at school!"

Then they were out of hearing distance, so they waved until they couldn't see their parents anymore. As they both sat back down, one thought was running through both of their heads.

'This is certainly going to be an interesting year'

End of Chapter One

Well, I hope everyone liked it. I'm pretty sure I stayed true to what we know about the plot. Anyone notice anything wrong, let me know! Oh, and please review. I don't think I'm going to update until I get a few reviews. I'm not going to be like my friend and ask for fifteen reviews, but it would be nice.