Hogwarts: 2014

Disclaimer: Oh yeah, I totally own Harry Potter… eyes lawyers Ok, maybe not.

A/N: I got a review for this story... ages ago but still. I'm sorry I haven't been posting anything... :D love me!

Birthday Surprises

The Lupins arrived at the Burrow at 6, just as the sky began to darken. Outside, Fred and George were setting up the tables, while Fred and Angelina's twins, James and Colin, were bewitching their uncle Ron's chair so when he sat on it, it turned into a fake Acromantula (They weren't that cruel).

"Molly?" called Remus, holding the gate open for his troop. As the last Lupin walked in the gates, a greying Molly Weasley came out of the house and rushed over to them.

"Oh my, Tate! You're so tall! Alexis, dear, is that makeup? My, my Liam! Haven't you grown!" she observed, looking fondly upon her 'grandchildren'. "And the birthday girl! Caitlin, that dress is beautiful!"

"Thank-you Nanna," replied Caitlin, twirling around, "It was a birthday present from Auntie Fleur and Uncle Bill."

"It's very pretty dear. Now come inside, come inside!" Molly said, ushering them in the back door. Upon entering the kitchen, they were greeted by the wonderful sights and smells of Molly Weasley's cooking. Hermione was sitting at the table, feeding her youngest son Eden.

"Hello everyone!" she chirped. 2-year-old Eden was twirling his hands into her hair, causing her usually springy locks to frizz and puff out. "Caitlin, I love your dress!"

"Thank-you" replied Caitlin, smiling a toothless smile. Dora walked over to Hermione, and held her arms out. Hermione put her gurgling baby boy into Dora's awaiting arms and smiled at the swirl of emotions on her friend's face as Eden pulled on her dark purple hair.

"Remus! Make me another one!" she ordered, ticking her 'nephew's' tummy. Remus chuckled and rolled his eyes. Liam, Tate and Alex recoiled.

"Nanna?" said Caitlin, walking up to Molly, who turned from her cooking to talk to her granddaughter.

"Yes dear?"

"When can I have my presents?"

"After dinner, honey."

"Well, can we have dinner now?"

"Happy Birthday to yooooooou!" sang the Weasleys, Potters and Lupins, as the birthday girl blew out her candles.

"Make a wish Caitie!" called Alan, George and Alicia's youngest son. Caitlin scrunched her eyes up in concentration and made her wish.

"Well, what did you wish for?" asked a very eager Hannah Potter.

"If I told you, it wouldn't come true!" she giggled, cheeks flushed in excitement. Turning to her Nanna, she asked, "Can I have my presents now?"

"Yes, of course darling." Molly smiled, as Hannah dragged her cousin over to the towering pile of gifts.

An hour later, Caitlin stood in the middle of a pile of books, dolls and a Quidditch ball set, WWW merchandise, her own marble wizards chess set, a bag of gobstones, some very pretty dresses and the crème de la crème of the broomstick world: a Firebolt 3000.

"They aren't even in stores yet!" exclaimed Liam W, Fred's 15 year old son. He rushed over to Caitie, staring at the mahogany broomstick in awe.

"How did you get it Uncle Ron?" asked Siruis.

Ron blushed. "Well, I have a few, well… Just let me say I know a few people." Caitlin beamed and engulfed her uncle in a bear hug. Then she ran to her Aunt Hermione and did the same thing.

"Thank-you, thank-you, thank-you!" she chanted for about five minutes, staring at her new broomstick in awe.

"Can I have a try?"

"Why would she let you have a go? I'm her favourite cousin!"

"Well, I'm her sister, so I should get second dibs!"

"So?"

"OI!" Dora called, "It's getting dark, so why doesn't Caitlin have a go, and then you can all have goes another day, ok? Good." She rubbed her temples and sat down. Birthdays were too much work. She felt a pair of familiar arms work their way around her waist.

"Let's dump the kids tonight," Remus whispered.

"What are you suggesting, Mr. Lupin?" she asked, turning around in his arms.

"Well, Mrs. Lupin, I was thinking about getting a muggle movie, and maybe having a bath and then…"

Dora giggled. "Ok. I'll ask Ginny to take Caitie, Mione to take Alex, and maybe the twins can split the boys," she suggested, drawing closer to her husband.

"Mum, Dad? Gross," said Alex, walking up to her parents, sticking her tongue out and pulling a face. The pair immediately separated, turning towards their daughter.

"Yes darling?" Dora asked, straightening her robes. Alexis raised one eyebrow, but didn't comment further.

"Auntie Mione asked if I wanted to stay tonite, only if it was ok with you guys. So, can I?" she asked, smiling up at her parents. To her surprise (and somehow horror) they smiled at each other and told her to go have fun. Alex went and told Hermione it was ok, and Mione caught Dora's eye and winked.

"Cheeky bugger," mumbled Dora. Remus looked at her quizzically and she just waved it off. "Now lets get rid of the boys, and Caitlin should be a piece of cake!"

The next morning, Alexis' cousin Ronnie woke her up from a very strange dream about purple Lamas riding broomsticks. "Alex? Wake up! Quick Alex!"

"5 momins," Alex mumbled, pulling her pillow over her face. Ronnie snatched it back up.

"Not '5 more minuets', Alex! NOW!" she hissed Ronnie, grabbing Alex's robe off the end of her cot, "Lupin, The Shadows are coming!"

This woke Alex up. "Does Aunt 'Mione know?"

"She was the one who told us. They are all downstairs already! Quick!" There was a mad scramble to the door, Ronnie racing down the stairs in a black witches robe and her purple lama nightie. So that's where they came from, Alex thought, barrelling after the redhead.

Stopping in the kitchen, they found the rest of the family huddled around an old chip bag. "Quick girls!" Hermione whispered, pulling her daughter towards the portkey.

Alex jumped over with them, just before the portkey activated. The last thing she saw before she was whisked away was the door blown into the hall and 4 black-cloaked figures gliding into the house.

Landing safely in the Potter's front yard, the 5 Weasleys and the lone Lupin ran all the way to the front door. Ginny had already raced outside to greet them, no doubt sensing the wards going off.

"Oh dear! What happened?" she asked, ushering them all inside.

"The Shadows," was all Hermione said, shushing her baby, trying not to wake the rest of the Potters nor the other Lupin.

'Shadows' attack Weasley family

In the early hours of this morning, a group that are referring to themselves at 'The Shadows' made their move again. Auror Ronald Weasley and his wife, head of the Department of House-Elf Liberation, Mrs. Hermione Granger-Weasley, were sleeping soundly when the wards placed around their home were triggered. "I just panicked!" Mrs. Granger-Weasley states, "I thought it was like You-Know-Who or something!" Thankfully, no one was injured, the 3 Weasley children safe and unharmed. Miss Alexandra Lupin, who was also staying that night, reported "...the door flew across the hall just as the portkey activated… there were 3 things floating around…" If you have any information, please contact Crime-stoppers or a similar ministry organization. Report by Peta Skeeter

"Alexandra?" Alex said incredulously, glaring at the paper, "It's Alexis you stupid moronic… morons."

"Very eloquent Alex," sniggered Sirius, earning a sharp glare and an even sharper punch in the arm. The Potters, Weasley(-Granger)s, and the two youngest Lupins sat in the Potter's kitchen, looking over this morning's Prophet.

"All Skeeters are moronic morons, Alexis," Ginny told her, "Back when I was in third year, that… woman… insulted Hermione and made Harry out to be a delusional 12-year-old!" Ginny glowered at the memory of the slimy beetle.

"Wait, mum, wasn't Uncle Harry fourteen?" asked Chelsea, scrunching up his face in confusion. Alex laughed. It made him look like that pug faced Pansy Goyle.

"Well, yes, but she wouldn't listen," Harry put in, taking off his Auror robes and hanging them on a coat hook, "She seemed to think I was in love with Hermione. And she was going on about how charming I was…"

"See? She was a moron!" laughed Ginny. Harry scowled at her and wheeled around, heading to his study. They could hear him chuckling all the way there, but the noise was drowned out as he shut the door.

"So!" Ginny said, clapping her hands together, and tightening her apron, "Who's up for pancakes?"

A/N: I hope you all like this chapter, and I hope it was well worth the wait... I think im going to try and continue with this story, but first I need to know you liked it!

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