Disclaimer: I don't own the original characters but some of their spouses and all of their children are my own creations.

Summary: The war is over, things are slowly recovering from years of fighting and while the last of the Death Eaters fight a Gorilla war Harry Potter's eldest child embarks of her first year at Hogwarts. But sadly someone wants to be the new Voldemort…

After Voldemort (the title may change if I can think of a better one. Suggestions welcome.)

Chapter One; The Night Before.

Lillian Potter could not sleep; she was far too excited about what would be happening tomorrow. She, along with many of her cousins would be going to Platform 9 and ¾ to catch the Hogwarts Express and following a long and probably exhausting ride she would be at Hogwarts for her first term. Footsteps on the stairs warned her that her father was coming to check on her and she quickly pretended to be asleep, it was 11:30 after all.

"I know you're not asleep Lillian," Harry said, trying to sound cross with his daughter but not doing a very good job.

"Sorry daddy, I'm just too excited about tomorrow," Lillian said apologetically, sitting up to look at her Daddy. Harry sighed and sat on the bed by his daughter, putting his arm around her. She was the eldest of his three children and the only girl, with black hair that was naturally curled, blue eyes and glasses, the hair and glasses she got from him. The eyes she got from her other father, Joey.

Sometimes it hurt Harry to think about Joey who had been dead for nearly 5 years, but mostly his memories of his husband filled him with joy and happiness. For example he could clearly remember every detail about the day that they had found out that the pregnancy potion had worked and that Joey was pregnant, they had been so happy.

"You must try to get to sleep though Lillian or you won't want to get up tomorrow and then you'll miss the train," Harry said gently, pushing her curls off her forehead so that he could press a gentle kiss to the soft skin.

"I'll try daddy," she lay back down and he pulled the covers back up to her chin.

"Sweet dreams princess." He walked out of her room and closed the door gently before heading to the room his two sons shared. James and Cedric. He'd named his children after the people that he had loved and lost so that they would never be forgotten, if he ever had another he would call it Joey.

The two boys were sleeping peacefully, Cedric's little thumb in his mouth while his other hand hugged a teddy bear close. He looked so much like Joey it sometimes hurt Harry, the same blonde hair, the same heart shaped face, the same high cheekbones. Only his eyes were not like Joeys, they were green like Harry's. James however looked exactly like Harry and like his grandfather James, messy black hair, green eyes and glasses. The only thing he'd inherited from Joey was his bulky build, Lillian and Cedric were slim like Harry while James would be big and muscled when he grew.

"Sweet dreams to you too my boys." Closing the door gently he checked on Lillian once again and found her sound asleep this time. Then he returned to his own room and the lonely double bed.

"NO! NO! NO! NO!" The little boy screamed at the top of his lungs as Ron tried to carry him up the stairs to bed. It was well past his bedtime already but this was a normal routine for Ron and Hermione, Adam hated going to bed. He'd stay up as long as he could whenever he could which was unfortunately nearly every night. Evelyn and David were already asleep.

"Please Adam, we have a busy day tomorrow," Ron pleaded with his thrashing son.

"Don't want to go to bed, don't want to go to bed!" Adam screamed. Hermione smiled slightly at the sight, she couldn't help it. A quiet voice interrupted the scene from the top of the stairs, a very sleepy voice,

"What's going on?" Evelyn asked rubbing her eyes.

"Nothing darling, just trying to get Adam to go to bed," Ron said awkwardly as Adam twisted around. "Go on back to sleep."

"Ok," the little girl who looked exactly like her mother walked slowly back to her room and shut the door. Hermione shook her head as the struggle continued between father and son, it would be over soon, Adam would tire himself out. And as usual she was right, it took only 10 minutes for Ron to get Adam into bed and be back down to sit with his wife for a few moments before they joined their children in sleep.

"I'm worried you know," Hermione commented later as they snuggled up together in their bed, "About David I mean, he's very shy and insecure…"

"He'll have almost all of his cousins there with him love, don't worry, and he'll be coming home in the holidays," Ron said pulling her closer that her head rested on his chest. "Plus he's a Weasley, he'll be fine." Hermione smiled and nodded sleepily. Silence reigned as they started to drift off but then she spoke again,

"Still worried though." Ron chuckled slightly and kissed the top of her head before leaning back into the pillow, tomorrow was an early start.

Conner sat watching his brothers and sisters hurriedly finishing their holiday homework which they had all in traditional Weasley fashion left to the last moment. The triplets were doing their potions essays, the twins their Transfiguration essays, Craig his Charms homework which was just to write out a lift of all the charms he knew and Tommy was reading his Care of Magical Creatures book, the classic Fantastic Beasts and Where To Find Them by Newt Scamander.

"Dad, have you read what they're got about Dragon's in here?" Tommy asked Charlie who looked at the book and laughed, remembering how many times he'd read it at school.

"I have but it was a long time ago, I can't really remember," Charlie's reply came as he was collecting the washing off the radiators and was slightly muffled.

"It tells you about the different breeds of Dragons but not the Hybrid Breeds and what it does tell you isn't that much, I know more from you," Tommy said turning a page. "And someone's doodled in my book."

"Well we did get it second hand son," Johnny, their others father said calmly.

"Whose names on it?" Conner asked.

"Harry Potter, hey that's uncle Harry!" Tommy said cheerfully, "I've got Uncle Harry's old book." Conner checked and Tommy was right, it did say Harry Potter and some other stuff about being shared by their Uncle Ron because his fell apart.

"Dad who's Baby Norbert?" Tommy asked.

"What?" Charlie asked.

"In the bit about Dragon's Uncle Harry's scribbled out Norwegian Ridgeback and written Baby Norbert. Whose baby Norbert?" Tommy repeated his question. Charlie thought for a moment and then laughed as he remembered.

"That was the dragon that Hagrid illegally bred in his cabin, we took it to the reserve," he said putting the basket of dry washing into the airing cupboard so it wouldn't be in the way until he ironed it tomorrow. "I think it's time for Tommy, Conner and Robert to go to be. You lot can stay up until you finish your work."

"Ok Dad." Conner got up and hugged Johnny, quickly saying goodnight to him before doing the same to Charlie. Then he ran up the stairs to the room he shared with Tommy and Robert, changed into his pyjama's and got into the lower bed of the bunk. Tommy took his time climbing into the top bunk and Robert had made Johnny come up to tuck him in but soon all three of the boys were asleep.

A/N Yes the book in that last bit was base don the comic relief book, I couldn't resist adding it in. Tell me what you think if you want to.