Connection Despite Time- A HP Next Generation Time Travel Fanfiction

by aaaNickAlzecSophia

The next generation goes back to summer of 1995- never-ending pure trouble or a warm family gathering? And Hugo is hurt? And where did this enormous birthday party come from? #TeddyL #VictoireW #DomW #LouisW #JamesSP #AlbusSP #LilyLP #RoseGW #HugoGW #FredJW #RoxanneJW #JamesonWood

3. Chapter 3

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Hugo Granger-Weasley was lying on the floor, blood coming out of his leg, not seeming like being able to stand up, and certainly not standing up, despite (and perhaps, because of) having Sirius Black tugging on his shirt and hurting him even more.

'Come on, Sirius, no time to spare, just do a spell to stop the blood flowing out and get it over with- Molly, can you please help call Dumbledore over? This is a quite confusing situation-'

'Quite confusing? Very confusing! Who are you? What on Earth do you want to do with ussssssssssssvvvvvvvvvvvfffffvfvf….' James shouted, before having shut up by Lupin with a silencing charm.

'Called him,' Mrs Weasley came in from the dining room, 'what is going on here, I thought I heard yells of children-'. As nothing can be greater than a mother's (or, in this case, grandmother, though she doesn't know unless she skips to the next paragraph), she steps forward to carry Hugo into the dining room, however, something else caught her mind (just skip to the next paragraph).

'Gran-Grandma Molly?!' Rose was so relieved to finally see someone she has actually met and trusted.

'Grand-ma-ma!' Lily was crying, terrified by the 'dirty person that does not even look one teeny-tiny bit like Harry Styles' (aka Sirius, no offense bro).

Fred the second screamed (so it's not an only-girl-can-do-it scream, but an only-Johnson-Weasleys-can-do-it scream, uh?) 'Help us, grandma! Help us! Helllllllllppppppp ussssssssss!'

Sirius raised an eyebrow. Lupin spun around. Molly gasped.

'What did you say?'-Lupin.

'Get your ugly hands off me!'-Lily.

'You're crazy, right?'- Sirius.

'No, you are!'-Lily.

'Stop!'-Mrs Weasley (wait, it's an only-Weasleys-can-do-it-scream, final answer).

Everyone stopped.

Mrs Weasley continued 'Grandma? Which child of mine, uh? Bill? Charlie? Or has the twins been messing around again? Messing with girls this time, eh? You look around 8- why didn't I know? Oh god- I'm going to kill whoever it is!' then professionally changing her tone to 'nice mum' style and asked Lily (who looked the smallest, if not counting Hugo) 'Well, darling dear, who are your parents?'

Lily was puzzled (duh) 'But you know them, grand-ma-ma, mummy Ginny and daddy Harry-'

Ron's voice was louder than all the others' swears'Bloody hell! Harry, how could you?!'