It was quiet. A very rare occurrence for the Potter family household. However, it was going to be this silent until December, as Harry and Ginny's daughter, Lily had now started Hogwarts. Harry was looking at a picture, of him, Ginny, Ron, their kids and Teddy to occupy his day off until Ginny got back from the Daily Prophet. Our kids are weird thought Harry.

Firstly, there was James Sirius. The family troublemaker. When Harry had named him after his father and godfather, he'd had no idea that naming him after the two foremost marauders was so appropriate. Harry could count on his fingers all the times James had pulled one over on them. Provided that the entire Weasley clan donated their fingers to him.

Next there was Albus Severus. He reminded Harry of himself. Al had been so nervous when he was going to Hogwarts, he thought he was going to be sorted into Slytherin. So Harry had told him something he had never told anyone else. Of how he himself, had almost been sorted into Slytherin. Harry, being Al's father, had known that Al wouldn't be reassured until the sorting was over. So Harry let things play out, and play out they did. Al was sorted into Gryffindor.

Lastly, his daughter Lily Luna. Lily looked like her mother. Flaming, long, red hair and beautiful brown eyes. He smiled. Lily was so much like her mother. How, when Al had started at Hogwarts three years ago, she had been clinging on to her mother's arm, begging to go to Hogwarts. Like Ginny had, when he had first met her, so many years ago. She had been so excited when she got her Hogwarts letter. She didn't even care that she might not be in Gryffindor.

Of course, that didn't mean Ron and Hermione had been let off the hook. They'd had their fair share of odd kids. Rose was so smart. Scarily smart. When she was three, she could read whole novels. At six, she read complex reference texts that could reduce her father to a quivering heap of jelly. Now, at thirteen, Harry was scared of what huge thing Rose would accomplish. It would be big, it might be loud and it might be bad, but it would be cool. Seriously cool.

Hugo was like Rose in that he was very smart. However, unlike his sister, Hugo was rumoured to be psychotic. Even Harry wasn't sure that wasn't partially true. Hugo definitely looked like a psycho. His father's redness and mother's bushiness had melded into a disaster. A red afro. It made Harry's hair look mind-blowing in comparison. His eyes were bluer than Ron's. His were electric blue, they lowed he Hugo looked at you the right way. Some of his teeth were still falling out. Scary image. Scarier person. Hugo was a mad genius, that's all anyone needs to know.

Next to Harry in the picture, was his god-son. Teddy Lupin. His hair a trademark turquoise and his other trademark, his smile. The smile that made you think he knew something you didn't, soft and tender, yet laughing and playful. Harry thought he'd done well with Teddy. Sure, he and Andromeda had gotten their fair share of complaints, but who was Harry to pick on something like that? It wasn't like Harry was totally innocent.

"Hey!" Harry jumped about a foot in the air.

"Woah... woah, woah, woah!" he breathed, as he turned around to face Ginny.

""I scared you" she smiled.

"Yeah" he smiled back.

"You're admitting it?" she laughed.

"This time, and this time only" he continued.

"Well, no one can say you're not fair" she allowed.

They smiled at each other.

"So what were you looking at?" Ginny asked.

Harry passed her the photo and they talked, remembered, and loved each other.

Wow, that was odd. I did not know this was coming until I wrote it. Weird. Anyway, we got our lab mice today (we're just looking after them, they won't be tested on or dissected or anything) they're so cute! Mine is called Muzz.

Over and out, Katie