Hey everyone,
I am SO excited about this chapter as it will more or less bring everything full circle. Everything in regards to Harry and his family, where the future gang discovers something about themselves they never would have guessed and where almost all parents will be able to reunite with those they have lost so long ago.
Now, there is a little something I wish to inform you all that, while Vernon and Dudley have been taken care of, Petunia has not and she will actually become an active antagonist before the Fourth book starts being read. If anyone wants to find out who entices her to this, read the chapter that focuses most on Sybill and Irma.
Have fun with the hint,
Venquine1990
Chapter 17
United And Reunited
Hogwarts Great Hall
Harry's POV
My eyes are wide as they keep going back over a few of the lines written in front of me, my hands crunching the cover of the file as I can barely believe what I am reading and my whole body tense with the shock that courses through my form at the few simple yet life changing facts that have been shown to me just now.
I just don't know where to look first when it comes to the ten lines that describe what the officials apparently know about me and my extended family and then I make a decision based on how I feel and I whisper: "We need to free them." The sound of my voice sounding foreign to me and worrying those around me.
Then Rosaline moves over and runs her hands over the wood of the doll house before she smiles calmingly at me and says: "Leave it to me – and make some room." And instantly I know how the girl plans to get this act done, making me rush out of my seat with excitement and after some confusion do the others follow.
Rosaline then uses her power to move the cage over to where elder years are still seated – the sixth and seventh years instantly pulling out their wands – and then uses her power to make a large part of the table around the doll house dissolve, yet not without helping the doll house itself land through the help of a few vines.
She then goes to stand behind the doll house and puts her right hand on the triangle-shaped roof and the other on the thin bit of wood that covers the back of the house before she starts to intensely focus on her power and to the shock of all those bar the ones who were onto her do we see the doll house grow before our very eyes.
The wood expands and grows and – to my absolute delight – do the five prisoners within one of the rooms grow alongside the house itself, the five of them all looking shocked as they must be sensing the magic of my friend going through them and allowing them to grow along with their soon to be former prison.
Then, once the girl seems to feel sure that the five of them are back to their proper length while the house itself is now almost tall enough to touch the rafters of the Enchanted Ceiling, does she take a step back and with a large smile on her face does she say: "Now you guys should be much stronger than the actual enchantments."
This makes the two redheads that I only just noticed as I constantly had eyes for my mum grin at each other with a happy glee that I can easily recognize as the same as the kind of happiness that often shows on the faces of the Weasley twins before the two of them make a fist of each other's opposite fist and knock it into open air.
Yet the air that their fists hit actually ripples, proving they are hitting against an actual force field and this makes me look at who I now know is actually my younger brother and Jeffrey is already looking back at me, the both of us nodding in sync before we move forward and raise our own hands, our palms facing the force field.
Jeffrey then summons several gusts of wind that blows against and pushes against the force field at the same time that the older twins hit the shield, yet I focus more on the force field itself and then, with my hands still focused on the field itself, do I look down at the table that is situated at both sides of the doll house.
The shadows of the two tables start to sliver, shiver and move and I say: "This may look like Dark Magic, but it is not and I think it will do the job." And with that do both the older twins and Jeffrey stop their assaults, all of their gazes proving me that they trust me to finish what they started, making me smile at them.
I then focus back on the wavering forms of shadows and move my hands so that it looks as if I grasp on the outer edges of the shadows and then I pull my hands together while focused on the lower floor of the doll house and as I move my hands upwards, do the two shadows join together as they slowly creep up the force field.
Yet while the others look at this shocked, do I actually feel the darkness of the force field seeping into the shadows themselves and I scrunch up my face, working my utmost hardest not to let this dark magic join with my own core or magic and yet again do I feel glad that shadows can be considered a form of magic of their own.
And so, while forcing the darkness of the force field to be and remain one with just the magic of the shadows, yet not my own, do I slowly but surely let the shadows creep up on the entire front of the doll house and once the two shadows have united with all of the magic of the field at the tip of the roof, do I let it all fall.
Instantly the shadows retreat and while feeling them do so, returning to their original state and location under the two tables, do I smile as I feel them taking the full magic of the force field with them, making it so that I turn and wink at Jeffrey, who looks at me with happy amusement before he pushes his hand forward.
A small gust of wind blows from his hand and – just like I had predicted and hoped – does it reach up to the second floor and brush my mum's hair out of his face, the man's eyes widening for just a moment before he pushes his head back and closes them as a sign that he enjoys the wind that blows against his face.
He then opens them again, his brown eyes moist with tears of joy and instantly dad is over at the first floor, his arms reaching for the man, his own grey-blue eyes just as moist and mum happily sits himself at the edge of the house and then slides down the floor, being caught yet also causing dad to buckle through his knees.
Yet Jeffrey is instantaneous with his response and a strong gust of wind helps keep dad from falling down and regaining his bearing before the Weasley twins and Mr. Weasley rush over to do the same with the elder twin brothers and then I get shocked when I see Snape and Lupin move over as well, them gazing at the last two.
Snape is looking at the man that looks like a younger, more healthy looking version of dad and Lupin is looking at the woman I always believed to be my mum, yet it is the look in his eyes that shocks me as the look makes him look crazier than Fluffy when I first came across the crazy Cerberus at the start of my first year.
Yet the woman I had long since believed to have given birth to me only seems happy to see this look in his eyes as she happily lets herself fall off the edge and while the man may look weak and as if he needs a full week of care under Mrs. Weasley, does he actually catch the red-haired woman with great ease and embrace her.
And while this happens in front of me and while I have never wanted anything more than to be near the people who just got free for their former tiny prison, do I actually just feel content standing where I am and letting those who have been without these five people for much longer than I have their chance for a reunion first.
Yet this plan is foiled as I suddenly feel as if Jeffrey is levitating me and pushing me with a gust of wind before I suddenly find myself in the warm, strong arms of my parents, the two of them both crying silent tears of pure bliss and this makes me break down myself and makes me grab onto both of them with an iron grip.
The feeling of having these two people so close to me, of having their arms around me and seeing the love and devotion that they feel for me is more than I can bear and – like with the day that the Gang arrives – do I leave all caution of how this may look to others to the wind and just break down with tears of joy in my parents' arms.
Lily's POV
"Finally, I'm back where I belong." I whisper to my softly growling husband, who seems to have lost almost all control over his inner being, yet the words seem to have exactly the effect I had hoped they would as the growling ceases and instead a cracked voice comes from my partner's throat and whispers a single word:
"Lily –" Yet while I can clearly tell how the man wants to say more, does he seem emotionally unable, making me hate the squealing rat on the far end of what was once Gryffindor table all the more and then, from the corner of my eye do I see the same girl as the one who brought us back to our actual size stand up.
And as she does, do my eyes widen as she holds a version of the doll house between her forefinger and thumb that is even smaller than it was when we were stuck inside it and that is now the size of her own nails before she says: "Well, can't sense anymore magic stuck to this, so, if no one minds, I think I'll keep this – for training."
And while I don't like the idea of someone who looks as if she only graduated from Hogwarts a year earlier, do I still nod as I know that the item is safest in the hands of someone who can control its main existing element and the girl happily puts the size-reduced item in her pocket before something happens that shocks me.
Albus walks over to us and says: "I cannot describe with even a single word how happy we all are to have you five back amongst our numbers again, however, I have news that might make this reunion even better." We all look at him, Severus still holding close to Regulus, the twins being with Molly and Harry still sniffling.
The elder man then motions for the group of what I can only assume are graduates that decided to revisit Hogwarts for some reason and the man shocks me as he says: "These are Jeremy, Isaac, Elena, Rosaline, Jack, Eddy, Irma, Edena and Jeffrey. They are time travelers and without them we would not have known of your survival.
They came back in time from just after a second war against Lord Voldemort himself and with them brought the file you just saw Harry read and it is that file, along with their very presence and the books they took with them that allowed for Hogwarts to finally start fighting the Magical Mind Block that effects all of those around you.
We have much to be grateful for in regards to them and we sincerely hope you will accept them with open arms as they are apparently very close to young Harry here." The man then happily ends, but I have stopped listening to him after he mentioned two names and instead of that do I focus on two of the gang members.
The pair of identical looking twins, who both have brown hair and eyes and who can truly only be kept apart by the single strand of broken white hair that each of them have on one side of their faces. The sight of these two boys shocks the living daylights out of me, but also makes me feel as if a part of my heart just got broken.
Yet it seems as if fate has much more good news in store for me as my old friend Alice steps forward and says: "There is more to that than even you seem to know, Albus." Making everyone look at her and the woman takes a deep breath before she says: "As you know, the spell made many of you forget many a thing.
It didn't do so for us due to the different form of dark magic used to confine us, yet there is one side effect to this spell that – once you know of it – will make you realize just how low that rotten rodent over there is willing to sink. Cause let me tell you, Albus, that man over there cares for nothing and nobody – not even infants."
And while this worries many of those around us, does Frank then join his wife and says: "What my beloved one is trying to say, Albus, is that while all of you simply got enchanted to believe that we had died, did Pettigrew use the spell on several families – including the Weasleys and the Malfoys– to make them forget something.
Namely that the Malfoys didn't birth one child, but two. The same for the Potters – who were even mix-matched due to the spell – my wife, the Weasleys who actually birthed 2 sets of twins instead of 1 and even Severus and Regulus here. Others that also forgot this were the Lovegoods and old Remus over here, who also has twins.
So – so you see, Albus, these kids – they – they don't just have our gratitude – they have our love. Because they are ours and Pettigrew made us forget about them, yet the magic allowed us to finally remember them." The man then says, his voice having broken halfway through the end of his speech and again I look.
Look at the two boys who, like their friends, look absolutely floored and flabbergasted, yet I can't stand how they stand almost a table away from us and whisper: "Jack, Eddy." Making them instantly turn my way, yet a girl with bushy hair gasps and says: "That explains it. Their need to be outdoors on full moon nights.
Their kidnapper of a father may not have been a werewolf, but Professor Lupin is. They didn't inherit his gene, but their elemental powers are based on what makes him be wolf and what makes him be man." And while others seem shocked at this, does it seem all the incentive the two of them need as they both rush at me.
I untangle one arm from my husband's form and happily embrace my young teenage son, who has the streak of white on the right side of his face and who brushes his face against my chest as he cuddles close against me, yet it is this way of him moving his head that makes me recognize him and I happily whisper: "My little Eddy."
Making the boy smile at me with tears streaming down his eyes. Remus, in the meantime, has our other son in his arms and moves us so that Jack and Eddy are more or less mashed between us as his strong arms again wrap themselves around me, proving me that the wolf within wants only one thing; his pack and family close to him.
Albus' POV
"I don't think I could ever imagine a better way to thank those nine wonderful kids for all they have done than this. Nine Elementals, who got separated from their best friend, yet when they traveled back in time, they didn't just get the chance to reunite with them, they even got the chance to escape the horror that was their supposed families.
And now that both Harry and James know that I am related to them, I can finally be with them the way I have always wanted and I even get another great-nephew – or grandson as I consider them both my grandchildren – to boot." Goes through my head before I whisper: "And then to think this all started with Sirius attacking a portrait."
Yet no one hears me as all the others are too busy muttering and gossiping about this latest bit of news, making me decide to step back and just let the parents reunite with their long lost children. Yet as I decide this, do my eyes widen as I realize something: "Lorena. She passed away 3 years ago, thus leaving Xeno in the unknown."
Yet my concerns quickly get proven unfounded as young Luna Lovegood moves over to where Frank and Alice are standing alongside her friend Neville and while the two parents happily hug their son, does the girl ask: "My daddy always told me that my older sister died in a raid. Is this untrue? Is she really one of the travelers?"
And while this silences a lot of students with shock and confusion and while some others look at the girl with a sense of pity, does Alice smile at her and say: "I'm sorry, dear. I do understand why Xeno believed this, but seeing the spell and seeing everything else, I just know that your sister is still alive. Call it a mother's sixth sense."
This makes the girl smile and Luna asks: "Who is she?" To which Frank asks: "Did Xeno never give you a name?" The girl shakes her head, a bit of a forlorn expression showing through her usual out-of-the-world expression and Frank says: "Your mother named you both, Luna, and she named your older sister Irma."
Instantly all eyes are on the black haired girl with the crystal blue eyes who only a few hours ago took one of my teachers down in regards to her teaching methods as well as proved the difference between a Part-time Seer and one who sees through special elements and powers, yet the girl herself seems not to bothered or shocked.
Instead she tilts her head a little as her eyes raze over Luna, the younger blonde doing the same with the black-haired time traveler before the both of them make me think of twins as equal smiles of happy approval and glee grow on their faces before they rush over to envelop each other in a hug that causes many to smile.
I myself then move back to Alice and ask: "Alice, would you and Frank mind helping the other six –." But then I get interrupted by Harry, who shocks me as he says: "Five." We all turn to the boy as he smiles and says: "The file had the name of my little brother, so that makes it only five of the Gang that are still lost."
Yet just the fact that he called the boy his younger brother makes all eyes turn for the youngest of the gang, who actually seems naturally shocked and then Jack asks: "Jeffrey, what are you waiting for?" And Eddy goes on: "A written invitation?" And while Lily seems to gush over the twin speech, does Jeffrey say:
"I – I just – I thought Harry would have Rosalina as a sister, that's all." But then Alice shakes her head and says: "No, Harry does have an older god-sister in my little Rosa, but you're his brother. And I know that as I was actually appointed James' Birth Healer when he realized he was again pregnant of another child before our attack."
And while Sirius pulls James closer, his face showing both his joy for having another child and worry over how James must have experienced this pregnancy while in captivity, does Jeffrey seem to take motivation out of the young woman's words as he rushes for the trio, all of them happily moving so that he is squished between them.
Alice then smiles at me and says: "Molly and Narcissa will probably be able to find their daughters as well and I already revealed Rosa to be mine so that leaves just one boy, I do believe. The Granger son." To this I can't help but nod, even while the other kids of said mothers look shocked at this news, but then Hermione ask:
"How – how do you know that name, Mrs. Longbottom?" And the news she shares shocks us both yet again as the woman says: "A gorgeous snow white owl allowed the two of them entrance to your office before we came here and they're currently on route to picking up the younger versions of these seven little wonders."
"Hedwig, I kind of wonder where she went." Harry then says and then Neville moves over to his mum, yet his eyes aren't on the woman, they are on the happily smiling girl who he is holding hands with as he leads her over to the two and while Alice sends a happy nod Narcissa and Molly's way, does she then focus on her children.
Narcissa's POV
I am definitely elated to see all the events that are unfolding in his hall as well as excited to soon have two versions of my little girl in my life, yet I can tell that Draco seems less than pleased with the news that one of those older kids is in fact an older version of a sister he never even knew he had and I just know it's not because of Potter.
No, just like Alice does it take my mother's instinct only a single glance at my son for me to know that he has been messing up with the gang and that he sincerely worries for how he is supposed to hang around with a sister who probably hates his guts, yet Lucius – on the other hand – seems obvious to this as he says:
"Draco come, we will be collecting your sister and awaiting the arrival of your twin." Yet while this news actually makes Draco's complexion turn as white as his hair – as he must know of the close bond between his actual twin sister and his school rival – do I lay a hand on Lucius' shoulder as a silent gesture to say:
"Leave Draco to me." And while Lucius seems confused, does he still nod and I simply sit next to my son and ask: "Let your pride get away with you again, Dragon?" And instantly the boy hangs his head, making me nod at him empathetically even though he can't see me and I say: "You know, they haven't been here that long."
"But they know Potter long enough." My son mumbles, to which I hum and say: "Perhaps, but I think I can top that myself with how well I know Sirius. Perhaps I can get an audience with him and we can sort this all out in one full meeting. We do all share the blood of the Blacks, after all." To this Lucius sighs and says:
"Love, I get what you're trying, but remember that Black hates that name with a passion. And his hatred for Snakes isn't exactly an understatement either.""And neither is your hatred for anything with a lion on it. However, I have a secret weapon hidden under my sleeve." My two men look at me and I smile and say:
"Leave it to mummy." And while the two look at me confused as I have never used a title like that before, do I again stand up and move over to the family of four, Harry himself tensing as he is the first to spot me, yet while Sirius turns sternly and obviously protective, do I keep a calm composure and tell him gently:
"Lord Black, would your Heir be opposed to a truce between House Potter and House Malfoy for the duration of time that it takes to settle any and all affairs in regards to your station, the reading and the rest of this here school year with the prospect of a full-out meeting to discuss further relations at the end of said school year?"
And while part of me holds barely a hope to any of this, does Sirius give me a sign of his hand that tells me to wait and then he whispers a few words with his – currently – youngest son, who seems a bit agitated and cross at first, but then seems to loosen up and after the two share a few more words does Sirius turn back.
"My Heir is willing to consent to this – on grounds that whenever Heir Malfoy wishes to convene his own desire in regards to this truce, they meet at Ravenclaw table or a Ravenclaw location and that – for the time being – he and his brother get to supervise any and all meetings between Heir and Heiress Malfoy or at least the next five."
This alone shocks me as the cross look on the boy's face had made me believe I would be receiving stronger demands, yet while I myself feel a little cross with the idea of a teen supervising the meetings between my children, can I easily understand where young Harry is coming from and happily tell the family of four:
"I am willing to agree to this and will add to this all that, until my son has learned to stop this nasty habit of his, I will personally or through a person of mutual trust, keep him from using any words of insult in regards to the Heirs of Weasley or the young Heiress Granger. Just don't expect an apology for past misdemeanors."
And while Harry's: "I wasn't." Hurts me slightly and would have angered me had I not always kept a firm leash on my emotions, does Sirius still respond to this with a flip upside the boy's head and the words: "Behave, this is official." Making young Harry turn red with embarrassment before I bow to them and take my leave.
I then happily seat myself with my son and say: "You can be around your sister, Draco – under supervision, but Harry did allow it." And while Lucius probably looks as cross as I would have felt had I not taken all aspects of the situation into account, does Draco sigh in relief and mutter to himself: "Good, now to prove myself."
Which makes Lucius look even more crass, yet I personally feel proud of my son and then tell him: "I was able to have the Potters agree to a truce between their House and ours for the rest of the year. In return however, did they request that you meet Harry in Ravenclaw territory and that he gets to supervise at least the next 5 meetings.
I in return promised him you would also undergo supervision with a person of trust so that – because Elena likes Harry and Harry likes the Weasleys and young Mss. Granger – you will, at the very least, cease to utter words of insult around them or aimed at them. Yes, I know there are still others who deserve them, but they don't, Draco.
Not if any of us want a good chance with our daughters and sisters." And while this part had almost made the both of them snap at me, do they keep silent and release small pouts, proving how much they hate to have to give up on such a thing, but also how unwilling they are to keep at it at the sake of being with their child/sister.
Ron's POV
You'd have to have lived under a rock to not recognize who of the last two couple of kids is my sister. I mean, she's already proven to have mum's temper a few times. Wow, I wonder if this means that Snape will try and tone it down on the antagonizing of Harry and the others, now that his lover is the brother to his own rival."
And while part of me kind of feels bad for the greasy git, who is actually getting a full check up by the younger version of someone I believed a messed-up criminal until a few days ago, do I again have to fight really hard to overcome certain emotions that try to leap out of my heart and that would have really embarrassed me if they had.
Just the idea that I don't just have a younger sister, but obviously a twin sister to boot as none of the Gang kid girls are old enough to be Percy's twin, do I hate Pettigrew all the more as him making me believe that I was the last boy of the family and that Mum wanted a girl – or maybe even me as a girl – has really ruined my youth.
Or at least part of it as I always hated how I was often overshadowed by either Bill, Charlie or Percy and how the twins only saw me when they wanted me to fall for one of their pranks or test out one of their inventions and the way that mum treated me and Ginny differently in regards to behavior and punishment was the worst.
And I know that Ginny, slightly, feels the same – how could she not seeing how close to each other we were born and how mum stopped after her – yet the fact that the worst she had to deal with in regards to mum was her cuddling and trying to make a princess out of a tomboy often made me real angry and jealous of her.
I have worked since the Chamber Incident not just to keep a closer eye on Ginny – even to the point it sometimes annoyed her – but to also be more open and communicative with her and I just know that did her a lot of good in the first few weeks of summer, yet it also helped me fight down on all of these nasty emotions.
"And now I find out that they were all for nothing. I have a twin sister and an older version of my twin sister to boot. Pettigrew, you are just so lucky you are sort of behind bars right now." Goes through my head, making me want to glare at the caged critter, but instead of that, do I move over to the last couple of kids.
The eldest boy is still standing with the two girls and the boy who would have been our age had it not been for their time travel, yet while each of them looks anxious and while I feel slightly bad for letting 3 of them down, do I wrap an arm around my sister and say: "I really should have recognized you to have mum's temper right away."
Making the cherry blonde haired girl with the Weasley hair colored eyes smile at me before she asks: "What does mum do when she gets mad exactly? Nothing like my kidnappers, right?" Yet while I now realize that I have even more people to hate, do I shake my head and move her away as I say: "No, she just yells a lot."
And with that do I lead her over to three happy smiling Weasley brothers and one ecstatic looking Weasley sister, yet for the first time since I have truly realized that I am part of this huge ass family, do I feel like growling and do I quickly push away a single thought, just to keep myself happy: "No, I will not share my twin."
Regulus' POV
"You seem confused, Severus." I mutter at my beloved husband and the man makes me want to cry as he says: "I'm just wondering why you're staying with me instead of reuniting with your brother and his family." To this, to the confusion of the man himself, do I pull his face to be right in front of me and then mutter:
"I hate this, you – you don't remember that we were married, do you my severe Serpent?" The man looks shocked, but then shakes his head and says: "There were definitely others that got memories back of being with their beloveds, but – I – I don't get why I got a memory of Lily asking me to be her best man instead."
Yet while the man seems confused, do I smile and ask: "Tell me something, Severus, before you got that memory back, what did you know of Remus, Lily and myself?" And the man thinks deeply before he mutters: "I had to get that memory back – so I could get over my pain of losing my friend to who I believed to be my rival.
The old Headmaster showed me this, so I would be more accepting of all the bonds that had actually been between us, because the memory block made me believe you were my only friend and that they were all my enemies, people I should hate." And while this change of character of the man hurts me deeply, do I still nod.
Severus himself closes his eyes in pain and whispers: "Why? Why did I let this – this Morgana forsaken spell – change me?" To which, with pain in my heart, I whisper: "Because it didn't so much change you, Sev, it just made you forget the reason you wanted to change in the first place. It reverted you back to before."
And the man seems to understand what I mean as he whispers: "Before our Defense O.W.L. was taken. Before what I – until recently – believed to be the day I lost everything and made the mistake of a lifetime." To which I hate the cringe that comes from me as I remember only too well what had happened that day and Sev asks:
"That – that still happened?" To which I answer: "All the way to James telling you never to call Lily that word. That's where I stepped in, came clean on how much I missed my brother and how much I wish we wouldn't let teenage hormones and House colors divide us. James was definitely reluctant, but – you and Siri weren't."
The man looks thoughtful of this, but then cringes in pain, proving that the Magical Mind Block is still very much in place and I softly rub the side of his face as I say: "Let's wait with that till later. I think I know a way around the Block, but we have to wait till later. Are you willing to do that and join me in my reunion with our son?"
And while the man seems thoughtful at first, does he then smile and nod at me and I give him a soft motion, telling him to wait right here before approaching the last two boys and single girl, yet even without the age difference between the eldest and the two others and without the hair color differences, do I recognize my own.
And this isn't even thanks to his hair being a shade lighter than the usual Black hair or the because he has silver eyes that have a different shade within them, but because just looking at the boy who looks quite older than I had expected, do I feel my heart soar within me just like it did when I first held him in my arms as an infant.
I walk over to him and lie a hand on his shoulder as I say: "I know we're treating you and your friends like a box of kittens that are out on the streets and free to be picked up by anyone who wants one, but you know we don't mean it that way, right?" And while the girl giggles, does my son happily follow me as he nods.
Yet as we walk, does a gorgeous owl fly in, happily hooting loudly before she lands on Hedwig's shoulder and instantly the young woman I know is named Molly Weasley gasps and says: "That's Hedwig. That means the Grangers are back with the present time kids." And instantly everyone turns heavily tensed up.
Severus rushes over to me and Jeremy, Narcissa leaves her son and husband to pick up her daughter and the Granger girl joins her, taking a stand next to her older brother and grasping his hand in elated anticipation, making the boy happily smile at her and use his free arm to give her a one-sided embrace to which she smiles.
All of us then – bar those that seem intent on keeping an eye on the caged monster that did all this to us – look at the large entry to the Entrance Hall and Courtyard and – with the Grangers at the front – do we see nine kids – all ranged between age 15 and 10 – walk over, all of their eyes gazing around in wonder before they see us.
Instantly the whole gang stops, the eldest who is up front and who I recognize as my own bracing himself as if willing to defend those behind him and the stern way he stares at us, as if daring us to try anything, just makes me smile at his older version and whisper: "You're a real ambitious little snake, my son."
Making the boy smile before he moves away and gently walks over, those that had joined with their families following and Harry smiling at his own parents before he too falls in line and while the present day version of my son seems wary, do the others smile as they see Harry join this gang and then Jeremy says:
"I know, you weren't expecting such a tense welcome home, were you?" And this one question seems to break the ice for my younger son, who sighs in relief and says: "No, we – we didn't. I mean, yeah, Rosalina and Isaac told us of who these people actually are and of the spell, but – I guess we weren't expecting so many people here."
"Ehm, Jeremy." Harry then softly says, almost soft enough I can't hear him from where I'm standing and both boys turn to him as he says: "Well, there are now two of – well, all of you and – well, who's going to be who now?" And instantly I feel like hitting myself on the head, probably alongside many of the others.
Yet then the younger, present day version of Alice's daughter proves to have her mother's heart and says: "These nine are heroes, Harry, so I say, give them some rest and let them keep the names and we'll just come up with new ones. I was kind of expecting something like this anyway after hearing the whole tale."
And while many smile, does the younger Weasley daughter then ask: "Does that mean you thought of a new name already?" The brunette nods and says: "Rosemary. It may not be all that different, but I prefer to keep a flower name as part of my own." To which Alice, Frank, Neville and Rosaline happily walk over and Alice says:
"Rosemary it is. We missed you, sweetheart." And while the girl happily pulls herself into her mum's embrace, do I then share a look with my husband, brother, cousin, the mother of eight, the young Luna girl, my lupine friend and the ones who picked up these kids before we all move over to the group, ready to complete the reunions.
The kids themselves, at first, look a little shocked and wary when they see us approach, but Harry also sees it and then motions the elder gang to move, all of them nodding before each of them moves to join their younger self, while Harry happily walks alongside his now 2 year older brother and joins his younger brother.
This calms all of the kids down and while little Jeffrey looks shocked at the idea that he is Harry's sibling, do I then join Jeremy at the front of the gang with his younger self and ask: "Have you anticipated the same as Rosemary?" But the boy shakes his head and I smile: "Don't worry, we now have all the time of the world."
To this my son happily smiles and while I can feel the ice break and while practically all parents speak in soft tones to welcome and comfort their newly found kids, do we then – in a large group of thirty-four witches and wizards – move back into the Great Hall, where we – for the first time in history – all take a seat at the same table.
There we go!
Okay, so there wasn't really any reading of the file, but I felt this event to be WAY more important and I thought of something else as well. The file has been playing such a huge role in the entire story, to just have Harry read it now and be done with it just didn't feel right, like it wouldn't bring justice to the build-up.
Also, we still have a few chapters of PoA to read, so I decided to just focus on freeing the prisoners and reuniting the kids and then focusing back on the book. I will admit, because the Magical Mind Block is still in place, there will still be alterations between those who are famous for their clashes in the canon series.
So no, Severus won't just go good overnight now that he has a son who is friends with Harry, it will be more like the truce between Harry and Draco, but then harder, because Severus has had 12 years to build up his own hatred for the boy and even a single ending of such a powerful spell won't change that overnight.
Also, for anyone wondering, Harry will mention Arianna actually being alive at some point, just not yet, because I just couldn't find a point in this chapter where it could be brought up. Yet the more important reason for this is because I still don't really know what I want to have happened to her to make her in coma instead of dead.
Give me time,
Venquine1990
PS. As always, if you find spelling/grammar errors, let me know please.
