But what of Harry?
Disclaimer: all characters from Harry Potter belong to JK Rowling.
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Harry smiled fondly at Ginny; she was such a perfect mum. She was leaning over the car seat tucking blankets about their twins.
Harry made his way onto the grassy knoll and turned when he heard his wife call.
'Send kisses for me,' she said smiling.
Harry nodded grinning at her in return. He found himself grinning an awful lot these days; he had Ginny, two wonderful kids and his...extended family! He felt like the luckiest man in the world.
He made his way up the knoll to the very top and knelt on the grass. Pulling a small, mirror from his pocket, he pulled his wand and waved it along the glass and then peered intently into it.
When nothing happened, he sighed exasperatedly, 'Dad? Mum? Sirius? Remus? Peter? he yelled in succession.
A few moments later a beloved face appeared; it was Sirius.
'Harry! Happy Birthday, love!'
'Thank you, Siri,' Harry responded warmly.
Suddenly the glass filled with faces, jostling faces moving in and out of the glass. Harry heard a lot of commotion and accusation going on between those faces, athough most of the words escaped his hearing.
His father's face squeezed forward, 'Happy Birthday, Son! We've been waiting for you to contact us all day. It is so good to see you. I love you.'
'I love you too, Dad. We drove down today and I wanted to come to the mountain because the mirror works so well from here.'
'No problem, we have just spent the morning pranking Dumbledore. You should have seen his face when-'
Suddenly his face disappeared, jerking backward and his mother's young, lovely face appeared.
'Harry, love! Happy birthday, Baby!' Lily said happily.
'Mum!' Harry declared excitedly, 'thank you.'
'How are my grandbabies and Ginny?'
'They are great and send their love.'
Lily smiled warmly, 'well we know that of course as we watch you from time to time. I love you son!'
'I love you too, mum.'
'We had the most devilish morning, Dumbledore laughed and laughed when we-'
But Lily's face suddenly flew sideways and Remus' face came into view.
'Harry, Happy Birthday!'
'Thanks Rem,' Harry responded fondly. He was still marvelled at how beautiful the young man before him was. Like his godfather, he'd only seen him looking aged and grey. The sight made his heart thump with joy every time he saw the man.
'Give my love to your family and a big hug of love to you.'
'Love to you also, Rem and I will tell them. So what is this about pranking poor Dumbledore?'
'Oh that, well, when he frees himself, we are in for it for sure. He is a devilish pranker himself, you should see-'
Lips appeared on Remy's cheek and his face was edged out of view, clearly Sirius had kissed him right out of the mirror to steal his spot. Harry gave a bark of laughter at the sight.
'It was a great prank Harry,' Sirius said excitedly, 'you would have laughed your ass off. We tied his-'
Sirius' face zipped to the left and Peter's smiling face came into view.
'Hi Harry, Happy Birthday! These dimwits wouldn't let me forward!'
Harry laughed, 'Thank you, Peter!'
'Love you, Harry and kisses to your family.'
'Love you too, Peter' Harry said, laughing again as Peter's head zipped downward.
Five faces fought for the mirror, all shouting things at once and Harry broke into gales of laughter. They were like little kids, all of them. His heart warmed at the thought of their happiness.
'Listen,' Harry yelled over their squabbling, 'Ginny and I are taking the kids to a new wizard restaurant and we have reservations. I have to go, but I'll contact you tomorrow.'
Harry heard a chorus of voices congratulating, wishing him happy, affirming their love and telling him they would await his contact as they did everyday. He laughed watching them, the supremacy for the mirror never ended. Everyone wanted to speak to him at once, every time.
Suddenly the faces froze, 'Oh dear,' James cried looking sideways, 'Dumbledore!' He looked at Harry, 'we...er...have to go, but have a wonderful birthday and we promise to be more civilized tomorrow!'
Harry laughed, his father said that everyday! 'Bye and I love you all!'
'Bye, Harry,' the chorus of voices sounded like a choir in song. The images snapped off, but not before he heard Sirius yell, 'here he comes, run!'
Harry put the mirror away, still laughing. They were nuts, but he didn't care, they were part of his loving family, all of them. Even if they all looked young enough to be his siblings.
The mirror's connection magic, something he had promised to keep secret from all but Ginny, had changed his life completely. It had began working before the war and had stopped just after, its connectivity lost. But when Remus had died, Harry grew very depressed, blaming himself for not being there and realizing that his beloved friend had a weak heart.
His loved ones couldn't bear his pain and had worked out new magic from above and got the connection going again. Since then, Harry had been all smiles.
Harry pocketed his mirror and jogged back to the car. Ginny usually joined him when he made his daily contacts, but when they were in London, he always came to the high knoll. The clarity was brilliant. But they couldn't trudge up to the top with the babies.
He kissed Ginny when he arrived and leaned over the seat to give his babies kisses. Then they were off to celebrate his birthday. Life was good.