'HE GOT OFF, HE GOT OFF, HE GOT OFF…'

'SHUT UP!'

The Weasleys bustled around the large kitchen, dodging the plethora of identical red-heads whilst spells flew over the heads of the crowd. All of the family had gathered for the holidays. Christmas Eve 1995.

Suddenly the room began to shake. The musty china rattled in its cupboard and frightened gingers clutched to table tops. Mrs Weasley looked around to check her whole family was safe. Ron, Fred, George, Ginny, Bill, Charlie, Arthur and of course Harry. Also there, confused as the rest, Remus, Tonks, Sirius, Hermione, Mad-Eye. Everyone safe. The vibrations subsided and a loud thud in the hall way brought everyone to their senses. The crowd of fourteen raced apprehensively into the foyer of the grand building to find a tangle of lanky limbs and red hair. If they didn't know better it would a group of Weasleys!

Mad-Eye hobbled forwards and waved his ancient walking stick in their frightened faces.

'Who are you, and how did you get in here?' he growled at the teens. There was something about them, as if they had met before. An entrancingly beautiful blonde untangled herself from the jungle of bodies and step forwards.

'Hello, I'm Victoire. Nice to meet you.' She smiled easily and brightly. It was as if she didn't know she had spontaneously appeared in an impenetrable fortress.

'I'm not sure how we got into your house but I'm very sorry.' Victoire suddenly locked eyes with her father in the door way. She ran to him and hugged him tightly. 'Oh, Dad! Thank goodness you're here! What's going on?' The look of confusion and panic on Bill's face was clear. 'Wait, where are your… scars?' Bill slowly removed her arms from around his neck and stepped back, confusion written on his face.

'I'm really sorry… but I don't know you. You must have me confused with someone else. I'm…not your dad. I couldn't be, we're practically the same age!' Victoire started to notice that, although it definitely was her dad, he was much younger. His face was free of disfiguring scars and wrinkles at that. His hair showed no signs of greying and he had no wedding ring on his finger. Teddy stepped forward and went to touch her shoulder to show comfort but stopped himself at the last second and let his hand fall to his side. A red-headed young girl stepped forwards confidently.

'Woah… wait. What is the date? I'm Rose by the way.' she added on the end.

'Don't be stupid' grunted Mad-Eye. 'It's Christmas Eve. December the twenty-fourth 1995.' The teenagers took a double take as Rose exclaimed, 'no way…'

'The thing is…' said a startled Victoire. 'We might just be from the future.' It was everyone else's turn to double take as Mrs Weasley ushered the kids inside the kitchen. A sort of audience was set up where all the people from 1995 sat at the table and the teenagers from 2023 stood in a line, gaping at younger versions of their parents.

A young girl bounced forwards. 'Ooh, ooh! I have an idea!' Lily giggled. 'We tell you our names and a bit about ourselves and you have to guess who our parents are!' The adults were taken aback by her bubbly nature. 'Ooh,ooh! Let's go in age order! Me first!'

She cleared her throat as if preparing for a grand performance. 'Hi everyone! My name is Lily! I really like… urm… horses! Yeah, horses! I have a pony at home, she's called Nymphadora! What a nice name, right!'

'Hardly…' Tonks whispered under her breath.

'Now guess!' They somehow got the sense that this bubbly, superficial young girl could definitely cause you serious harm if she put her mind to it.

'Well, it's definitely Harry,' Sirius spoke up. 'Who else would call their daughter Lily?' The crowd nodded in agreement. 'What girls does Harry know that have red hair? Except Ginny of course but she doesn't count…wait…is it Ginny?' Fred and George burst into laughter at the thought.

'Maybe, in Ginny's dreams! No way would Harry sink that low!' Fred laughed aloud.

'Hey!' Lily yelled. 'That's my mum you're talking about! I don't think anyone would be sinking low for the captain of the Holyhead Harpies!' Fred and George stared in awe as Ginny blushed furiously and Harry choked on air.

'W-wait, what?' Harry stuttered as Ron bore holes in the back of his head with his glare.

'Just like Harry isn't it? Go for the girl with six older brothers, good move, Son!' Sirius chuckled. Six pairs of corn-flower blue eyes glared simultaneously at Sirius as he shrugged and took another sip of whiskey.

'Hold on' said George, 'Ginny is Captain of the HOLYHEAD HARPIES!'

'Well, she was' answered Lily, 'Before she had us.'

'Us?' Ginny chipped in, her ears a vivid red. 'There's more of you?!'

'That would be me' added James.

'Yes, the idiot who got us here!' cried Rose angrily.

'And me! I'm Al.'

'Woah! Harry's got a twin!'

'Alright, let's move this along, it's getting a bit boring!'

'As you all know, I'm Rose and this is my brother Hugo.' Hugo grunted a greeting as teenage boys tend to do. 'I'm Gryffindor prefect and Captain of the quidditch team, I play keeper. I also really like reading. Thanks.' Rose was very blunt and detached. 'Hi. I'm Hugo. I like chess.' Said Hugo with all of the charisma of a fourteen year old.

'She must be mine!' Hermione exclaimed as Ron simultaneously grunted,

'He must be mine.' A blush flew to each of their cheeks as everybody began to snigger.

'Ew, no way' groaned Ron, embarrassed. 'Then I'd have to kiss Hermione!' A fake laugh died out into an awkward silence.

'I don't see why not.' Said Rose. 'They do it all the time at home. Especially after an argument…'She winced.

'It's our turn now' Molly and Lucy stepped forwards. 'I'm Molly and this is Lucy and we're Percy and Audrey's daughters.'

'Molly!' Cried Mrs Weasley. 'Oh, my darling Percy comes back and names his daughter after me!'

'Wait…Dad left? When?'

'Just last year…' Mrs Weasley sniffed. 'He doesn't want anything to do with us…'

'Must have been during the war, we don't really talk about that, it gives Uncle Harry flashbacks…'

The room turned awkward and cold until Dominique cleared her throat and stepped forwards.

'What's up guys! I'm Dominique; call me Dom if you want. I like quidditch and I play chaser for Slytherin.' There was an uproar in the room as many shouted, 'WHAT, A WEASLEY IN SLYTHERIN!'

The teens looked confused and taken aback. 'What's wrong with Slytherin? Al's in Slytherin, so are Roxie, Louis and Scor!'

'Everyone knows that Slytherin is the evil house!' Spat Sirius.

'Well not any more, otherwise half of the family is evil!' Shouted Roxanne.

'So…' said Tonks, changing the subject. 'You're a very pretty girl Dom, do you have a boyfriend?' All of the teens burst into raucous laughter as Dominique explained.

'No, sorry, I don't. But I do have a girlfriend!' Arthur choked on his drink as the group spluttered. 'Oh, and Dad is Bill, as Vic already gave away, she's my sister. Bill stared at his two daughters with panic in his eyes.

'Hey, don't forget me!' Louis step forwards, shooting a wink towards the women in the audience. 'I'm your favourite son!'

'Aren't you my only son…' Bill said queasily.

'Details, details…' laughed Louis.

'So do you have a girlfriend? Or a boyfriend…' Sirius slipped in.

'Well, I certainly don't have a boyfriend, but I'm not sure about the other one. Weez? Roxie? Do I have a girlfriend this week?'

'You sicken me.' Eloise muttered under her breath.

'I'm sorry' Joked Sirius. 'But what the hell is a "Weez"'

'That would be me.' Eloise stepped forward. 'I'm Eloise Finnegan, but everyone calls me Weez.'

'Finnegan? Is your dad called Seamus?' Asked Harry.

'The very same, you guys roomed together back in school right?' Harry nodded.

'Is it our turn Rox?' Freddie stepped forward took a bow and started. 'Ladies and Gentlemen, Miss Roxanne Weasley…' '…and Mr Freddie Weasley! Thank you, we'll be here all week.' The crowd sat in shocked silence as Fred and George laughed in the background.

'Alright, they must be one of ours! But I don't imagine that future me is so self-centred to name his child after himself, so it must be you Forge!'

'Who's the baby-mama?' George howled with laughter.

'Our baby-mama used to go by Angelina Johnson back in your day.'

'Really George? My girlfriend, really?'

'What can I say, maybe she figured out who's the most attractive twin!' They laughed loudly until Ginny hit them both over the head.

'Hey, the blonde in the corner almost looks like Malfoy!' Ron chuckled.

'That's because he is.' Said Rose. 'That's Scorpius Malfoy, my b-. That's Scorpius Malfoy.' Everyone looked awkwardly around the room and pretended they didn't hear, although Rose knew they did.

'What's a Malfoy doing here with you guys?' Ron growled. 'Does future me let dirty snakes into my house?'

'No, Uncle Ron. Everyone's ok with Scor, he's my best friend and he stays with us every Christmas.' answered Al cautiously.

'Ok! Who's next!' Said Mrs Weasley, moving the awkward conversation along.

'Urm… I guess that's me? I'm Alice. Longbottom.' Some of the adults smiled sadly at the thought of their old friend. 'I just left Hogwarts and I'm training to be a healer with my twin brother, Frank.'

'So, you're Neville's daughter' laughed Ron. 'How did he ever get a girl?' Alice glared at him.

'Mum owns the Leaky Cauldron and they had me when they were just 18. Even before Dad started working as a teacher at Hogwarts, he's deputy headmaster now!' The crowd was shocked by Neville's success.

'Wait, if he's deputy, what happened to Mcgonagall?' Asked Harry.

'Minnie's headmistress now, though she's getting on a bit!' James added.

'What happened to Albus? Dumbledore that is.' Asked Arthur.

'Everyone has to retire at some point.' Answered Teddy, tactfully. He had decided to avoid the trauma of telling their hosts about the various deaths that were to occur. This way he could spend some time with his parents for the first time, without having a day or two of tears to remember.

'What about you?' Tonks asked. 'You're the only one left. Nice hair by the way!'

'Urm…Hi. I'm Teddy.' All of the time travellers stood nervously awaiting the reunion. This was all Teddy had wanted since he could remember.

'Cool name! If I had a kid, I always wanted to call him that! After my dad, of course. So, are you a secret ginger under that bright blue? Is it Teddy Weasley?' Without thinking about it, Teddy's hair shifted to a sandy blonde that everyone recognised. 'Woah! I can do that too! And I thought it was only hereditary…' A breath caught in her throat. 'Wait…It can't be…Are you…mine?'

'Hi Mum' This was the first time these words had left his mouth.

'But you're really old. That means I must have you like next year? And I don't even have a boyfriend!'

'My full name is Teddy Remus…Lupin.'

'No it isn't.' Remus spoke for the first time. 'I would never do that. Not to Tonks, not to an innocent child. That would make you a werewolf…'

'I guess that's one thing that wasn't hereditary…'

'I have a son…I have a son…And he's completely healthy and safe.' Remus cracked a small smile at the corner of his mouth.

'Don't you mean…we have a son?' Remus' eyes widened as he remembered the other half of the equation. Never before had he even considered the prospect of a woman loving him. She had told him before, and he had politely responded that she was delusional and that no one could ever love him without getting hurt. Mentally and physically. Tonks squealed and ran up, throwing her arms around Teddy's neck. Remus sat on his chair wringing his hands and wondering what to do next as Sirius gave him a knowing glance in the corner of his eye.