Ok... Thank you everyone to all of my reviewers! I know I said I'll wait until 15 more reviews-I only got about 13, by the way, but I just couldn't wait to let you guys know about what's going to happen next! Here it is!

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Baby Tacey is adorable and the apple of the Potters' eyes. Day and night, she's always hyper. Hermione blamed Harry for all this-if his Quidditch genes hadn't been passed down to her, she would be less of a handful. Harry just smiled proudly at his little girl and made a promise to James that he will teach Tacey Quidditch as soon as she is able to stand up and walk. After a very long argument with Hermione about Tacey and Quidditch, Hermione and Harry eventually made up and said that Tacey will be their first and last child.

Four years passed by, and Chelsea is now Chelsea Potter-Weasley. She is happily married to Ron and is blessed with two twin boys named Anthony and Andrew. The boys are two years old. Chelsea, Ron, and their boys life right across from Harry, Hermione, and Tacey.

It is Christmas eve, and everyone was all hauled up at the Potters' residence. Chelsea conjured a play pen for her twins to play in. Hermione was talking about a certain book to Lily. Harry was showing four-year-old Tacey his old firebolt and his snitch. James and Sirius were on the "eggnog duty" that Lily has assigned them to. They were to make eggnogs for everyone without blowing up the kitchen. Chelsea was in Ron's lap, peacefully watching her boys stacking blocks.

Tacey was the first person to wake up on Christmas morning. She jumped out of her bed-her green eyes glowing with excitement. She happily ran to the living room, to find it unoccupied except by the giant Christmas tree that was sheltering the many presents in front of her. She excitedly started for the presents, but then remembered that her Grandma Lily had told her to wait until everyone's awake. She disappointedly sat on the sofa, arms folded, starring up-and-down at the Christmas tree and the presents. Minutes after minutes, she grew impatient, and thought of something: No one told her that she can't wake anyone up! So she stood up in the middle of the living room and screamed on top of her lungs:

"EVERYBODY WAKE UP! IT'S CHRISTMAS!"

She ran up the stairs to her grandparents' room and climbed up their bed and shook them awake. Her grandpa James grunted a little, but she figured that it wasn't enough. So she jumped up and down, yelling," WAKE UP GRANDPA! WAKE UP GRANDMA! IT'S CHRISTMAS!"

Lily sat up immediately and so did James, and at the sight of their granddaughter they cast a sleepy, annoyed look on their faces. At the sight of this, Tacey giggled and ran to her Aunt Chelsea and Uncle Ron's bedroom. She did the same thing as she did to her grandparents, and she received the same reactions. Sirius was next, and she started for her parents' room at last. Little Tacey ran downstairs but too late! Her daddy was too quick for her. He swung her off the floor and put her in his arms. The next thing she knows was that seven pairs of eyes were on her.

She put up her innocent look and mishievously said, "No one told me I can't wake anyone up" The adults groaned and James slapped himself on his forehead. Andrew and Anthony, who were in Chelsea and Ron's arms, giggled.

"Tell you what, 'Mione, she's got your genes," chuckled Harry to his wife, who smiled gently. Everyone else chuckled slightly, and Sirius piped, "You know, Lils, she's got your lungs too." Lily beamed at Tacey and Tacey knew that she was save from her grandmother's scolds.

"Can we get back to the presents, now?" asked Tacey.

"See, now that's Harry right there!" said Ron. Everyone chuckled as they went downstairs.

They gleefully opened their presents and shared hugs and kisses. It was a very merry Christmas after all.

Cold December turned into January, to February, and eventually to a warm spring day on May. It was Saturday, and it was Chelsea's twins' third birthday. They were going to have a family dinner later at Chelsea and Ron's. At the Weasleys, Ron was playing with his little boys while Chelsea was making lunch. At the Potters' (not Lily and James), Hermione was finishing up her paperworks for Gringotts while Harry took Tacey out to the backyard. They told Hermione that they were just going to pick some flowers, but they managed to snuck out Harry's broomstick and a snitch.

Hermione was startled and lost focus on her papers when she looked out of her window and sees Harry flying on his broomstick with Tacey in his arms. They were after a snitch. Tacey was laughing hysterically, and Hermione storms off her study to her backyard.

"HARRY JAMES POTTER! I ORDER YOU TO GET DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!" bellowed Hermione.

"Uh-oh," whispered Tacey to her father. Fear slashed in Harry and Tacey's green eyes. They landed gently on the soft grass.

Hermione was boiling up inside, and Harry and Tacey walked hand-in-hand slowly towards the angry mother.

"Honey..." started Harry sweetly.

"Tell me...that I did not just see...you and Tacey flying on a certain Firebolt after a snitch in our backyard" said Hermione slowly, anger was boiling inside her. Tacey gulped, and looked at her father.

"Uh...no. That wasn't us, right, Tacey?" covered Harry.

"No, it wasn't me and daddy on the broomstick," lied Tacey.

"Tacey Charleigh Potter, you have just broken my rules about Quidditch and lied to me. Now go to your room!" yelled Hermione. Tacey rolled her eyes and sighed and walked upstairs to her room.

"Harry..." started Hermione helplessly.

"Honey, I know we said- actually you said- that Tacey will not be on a broomstick until she's five but she'll be five in a couple of months anyway! I'm sorry and I won't do it again," explained a very afraid Harry.

Hermione closed her eyes and let out a very deep, long breath.

"Harry...I love you very, very, very much but I just don't know what the hell was on your

mind when you decided to take her on a broomstick! It doesn't matter that she'll be five in a couple of months, she's not ready for this! Did you think of what might happen if she falls down? Did you think about how I would feel right know, knowing that you corrupted our little girl and went behind my back? We didn't agree to this Harry, we agreed that she'll be on a broomstick when she's five!" bellowed Hermione.

"Hermione, she was with me! And me, corrupt our little girl? What about all that French that you taught her? What about all those books that you shoved in her bedroom?" argued Harry.

"She likes those things! French was to get her more advanced in her learning! And she loves books like I do! I didn't shove those books into her room, she asked for them everytime we went to Flourish and Blotts!" argued Hermione back.

"And just like that, she likes Quidditch!" Harry yelled. Hermione had nothing more to say. She and Harry both tried to calm down.

After a very long silence, Harry piped," Listen, 'Mione. I'm sorry. I didn't think of those things. I'm really sorry. I love you. I love Tacey. I wouldn't want you or her to get hurt. You know that. I'm sorry." Harry went to hug his wife, who fell into his arms. Hermione closed her eyes and sighed.

"I'm sorry too. For everything I said. I'm sorry," she apologized back. They smiled and each other and leaned in to kiss. After several moments, they broke off.

"So, how about lunch?" Harry asked.

"Hmm...how about eating out? We can go to that pizza place," Hermione replied.

"Alright. I'll go start the car," Harry said.

"I'll go clean up my papers and get Tacey," said Hermione. They smiled and went their separate ways.

Upstairs, Tacey was looking out her window and saw Harry heading to the car. She immediately thought that her daddy was going to leave. Tears ran down her cheeks, and she ran to her mummy's study, screaming, "Mummy! Mummy!" When she reached Hermione's study, she hugged her mum and started apologizing.

"Mummy! Mummy! I'm sorry! I'm sorry I played Quidditch with Daddy!" she sobbed. Hermione had a puzzled look on her face.

"Okay, love, okay. It's okay. What's wrong, now, don't cry, huh?" she asked, as she wept tears from her daughter's face.

"Don't let Daddy leave, Mummy! He's going to the car! Mummy is he leaving forever?" sobbed Tacey. Hermione analyzed the situation and chuckled. Tacey stopped crying and looked at her mother, puzzled. Harry appeared in the room, smiling.

"Are we ready? Hey, baby, what's wrong?" he asked as he sees his daughter's puffy eyes.

"Daddy! Don't leave me! Daddy can you stay, please?" sobbed Tacey. She ran to her father who picked her up in his arms.

"What?" asked Harry puzzled.

"I saw you going to the car! You were going to leave me and Mummy!" cried Tacey. Harry laughed. Tacey became even more curious.

"Oh, baby...I was starting the car so we can go for pizza! I will never leave you and Mummy, I promise," chuckled Harry.

Tacey's cheeks reddened because of embarrasement.

"Oh." she said. A smiling Hermione went to her daughter and husband.

"Come on, let's go. I'm starving," she said. She walked out of the room to the car, followed by Harry and Tacey, who was on his arms.

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