Once Teddy had calmed down, Sirius sent off his Patronus to get Dumbledore as he was still fearful of Teddy and believed that Dumbledore would know what to do with all the children. Dumbledore arrived shortly after the Patronus was sent along with McGonagall, Snape, Poppy, Tonks, Kingsley, and Bill, all of whom looked extremely tiered and unkempt in various articles of sleepwear.
After a quick discussion with the adults Dumbledore addressed the children, in an overly joyous manor.
"Welcome children of the future to Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place, in the year 1995. My name is Professor Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, but you can just call me Dumbledore. You all must be starved so if you follow us through to the dining room, Molly here (he gestured to Mrs Weasley) will prepare food for us all, that we can eat whilst getting to know one another." He smiled behind his long beard as his eye twinkled behind his half-moon spectacles.
A young bushy red headed girl with deep blue eyes stepped forward, looking suspiciously up at Dumbledore, her eyes narrowed.
"Why the bloody hell would we follow you through to the dining room when you are yet to tell us why Scorpius won't wake up or where Aquila is? What have you done to my best friend and his baby sister?"
Turning a blind eye to her language Dumbledore answered as well as he could " Scorpius is currently under a sleeping draught as he woke up earlier and became distressed when we wouldn't allow him to see Aquila. Aquila is currently in the hospital wing at Hogwarts as she sustained some life threatening injures, during the transportation. Don't worry about either of them, Aquila will be better within the next couple of days and we will bring her here, at which point we will wake up Scorpius. Let's go have some food pip-pip."
Once everybody had eaten a large variety of food and the table was cleared, it was decided that the children would introduce themselves from oldest to youngest, stating their name, age, who their parents are as well as any other information they wished to say about themselves.
Teddy stood up awkwardly, not wanting to go first, feeling insecure on what to say. Should he say that his parents are dead. What if they asked questions about his home life, should he tell the truth? Victoire who was sat next to him gave his hand a reassuring squeeze and he began to speak, his voice, quiet and gentle.
"Hello, my name is Teddy Remus Lupin." Some people gasped at the name but did not expand on it, so Teddy continued "I am Ten years old, my parents are Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks-Lupin." At this Tonks eyes widened dramatically, and she flushed crimson, staring at the boy who claimed to be her son.
Just as Teddy was about to speak again Tonks snapped out of her trance, leaping across the table, engulfing him in a hug to rival Mrs Weasley whilst squalling "I have a son at the top of her lungs." Sirius who had seen Teddy cry earlier, pulled his cousin off his stiff, overwhelmed frame and led her back to her seat whilst urging Teddy to continue talking.
Teddy smiled a relived, thankful smile before continuing. "My best friend is Victoire Weasley, My Godfather is Harry Potter. When we play Quidditch I play chaser. I want to be an Auror like my mum, Harry and Uncle Ron." Ron spat out his pumpkin juice at this, Harry smiled brightly as he eventually succeeded in his dreams and Tonks lit up with pride because her son wanted to fallow in her footsteps.
"I'm a metamorphmagus like my mum but also have heightened senses and emotions around the time of the full moon, due to me been half werewolf. I have never transformed but I usually take the wolfsbane potion as it prevents me going mental like I did when I woke up." His Hair flashed many colours before settling back on the bright turquoise it had been, ever since he had left the makeshift infirmary. "I think that's all, so I'll pass you over to Vicky now."
As Teddy sat down the blonde haired, blue eyed girl who was still holding his hand stood up, straightening out the dress she was wearing before beginning to talk. "My name is Victoire Weasley."
"But you're not a redhead" Ron interrupted in astonishment.
"In our time there are loads of Weasley's that don't have the traditional Weasley red hair" Victoire continued glaring at him.
"Anyhow I am nine years old, almost ten. I have a brother and a sister. I live in Cornwall. My parents are Bill Weasley and Fleur Delacour-Weasley. At Fleur's name the twins (Fred and George) Wolf whistled, and Bill grinned happily, he eventually convinced his girlfriend to marry him. My favourite colour is turquoise."
Her eyes flashed to the turquoise haired boy sitting next to her, the woman around the table smiled knowingly at her and Bill looked unsure as to what to do about his future daughters' obvious infatuation with her best friend, who's hand she had yet to let go of.
She continued oblivious to the looks that she was receiving from the adults around the table " When I am older, I would like to work at the Ministry with my Aunt Hermione, helping magical creatures to gain rights."
Mrs Weasley was muttering happily about grandbabies as Victoire sat down and the foreign looking, dark haired and eyed boy stood up.
"My name is Dexter Krum."
Ron muttered "Pumpkin head" as Hermione hit him, motioning with her hand for Dexter to continue.
" Like Vic, I am nine. I play seeker like my dad. I want to be a healer. My parents are Victor Krum and Romilda Vane-Krum."
He sat down quickly, nodding at the other blonde-haired girl who had startling violet eyes. She stood up slowly looking extremely embarrassed.
"I am Dominique Weasley, Victoire's sister. I am eight years old and want to work at Gringotts with my parents. My favourite colour is meadow green and my pet Pygmy Puff is the same colour."
" What's a Pygmy Puff?" Ginny asked curiously, having never heard of such a creature before.
Dominique seemed to think for a while on what to say, before looking hopelessly at her sister for help as she was unable to describe what it was exactly.
" There are small little fluff balls that Uncle Fred and George invented ages ago. They have large eyes and little feet and can come in any colour imaginable. They are really loveable and love to be cuddled." Victoire said motioning for her sister to continue talking.
" Right so that's what a Pygmy Puff is, mines called Crystal."
Unsure of what else to say and looking highly embarrassed still, Dominique sat down awkwardly in her seat, steering off into space.
Next stood two Identical little girls who had curly red hair and light brown eyes, covered in identical little rectangular glasses. The only noticeable difference between them was that one of them had a pink jumper on whilst the other had a purple jumper on.
The one in pink began to speak first.
"Hiya I'm Molly," she said smiling only to be interrupted by her twin, "No I'm Molly, your Lucy silly."
"O right, I might be Lucy, not sure really." the one in pink continued whilst her twin nodded her head vigorously before speaking again.
"We might have been switched at birth," her sister told them.
"Don't know why" said the one in pink, "We look nothing alike," the purple clad twin continued.
They both let out long suffering sighs, the adults looked on in amusement at the twins, Fred and George grinned wickedly at the idea of more trouble making twins in the family.
Looking up and grinning at their audience, both girls continued talking but this time together; "Where twins and were both seven."
"Like they're going to be a different age" muttered Ginny, receiving a reproachful look from the twin girls.
Pointing at her sister the one in the purple jumper continued. "She likes reading."
"And she likes reading" continued the one in pink.
"I like Pink" said the one in pink.
"And I like purple" said the one in purple.
Together they both shouted, "AND WE BOTH LOVE PRANKING".
This received different reactions from the adults, most of them groaned at the idea of future pranksters with the noticeable exception of Sirius, Fred, and George, who were all smirking happily.
"Finally," they said together " our parents are Percy and Audrey Weasley."
At the sound of Percy's name there were sounds of outrage and shock around the table, Mrs Weasley asked weakly, "Percy, he comes back?" The twins nodded, sitting down, not liking the way some of their uncles were looking at them.
Next to stand up was a young boy with sandy brown hair and brown doe eyes. He was quite short and stood timidly as he began to speak in a slight Scottish accent.
"Hello, my name is Thomas, I am seven. My daddy is called Oliver Wood and My mummy is called Katie Bell-Wood. My daddy is the Keeper for Puddlemere United and My mummy is a healer at St. Mungo's. I have a kitten called Patch and Mummy said that I'm not allowed to eat nuts because I'm allergic and they make me sick."
He sat down quietly, looking slightly fearful as some of the women awed at how cute he was.
"Pay up Gred," said George, holding out his hand expectantly.
Fred reluctantly handed over five Galleons to his twin who pocketed them quickly.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING," Shouted Mrs Weasley, her arms folded, foot tapping impatiently.
"Well, you see" Fred began,
"We had a bet going," George continued in tone that suggested he was talking to a small child and not his middle-aged mother.
"On if Oliver and Katie" Fred continued in a bored tone,
"Would get together" George finished.
"I won" Fred stated simply.
Mrs Weasley looked ready to blow but they were reminded of the task at hand by the sound of a quiet cough from the child who was next to speak…