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Dumbledore chuckled amused, "Well, as the teenagers would say… good luck with that!"

McGonagall groaned again and sat down in her seat next to Marlene, who patted her on the back.

"Okay, next!"

The male of the twins jumped forward, taking a bow and flourishing an imaginary hat.

"Fred Weasley, son of George Weasley and Angelina Johnson!"

Mr Johnson's eyes widened, "I-I have a daughter?"

"Oh, hello grandpa! Yes, and she marries a Weasley, so, um, good luck!"

"Wait, who do I marry?"

"Well, my grandmother's name is Katherine."

All eyes turned to Katherine Smith, who had turned a bright red colour. Her friend snorted with laughter, and Katherine tried to shush her.

Mr Johnson smirked and said, "Well, Kath… I guess the third time is lucky? Want to go out for drinks some time?"

Katherine's eyes widened and she started shaking her head, her friend just rolled her eyes at her and said,

"She'll be there"

"Dora!"

"Honey, you're marrying the guy, with that knowledge you have to say yes!"

"Aw, grandma, he's not that bad! Much…"

Katherine and Mr Johnson eyes widened at the other twin, female this time. In all the excitement they had forgotten about her.

"The name is Roxanne Weasley, this idiot's twin sister." She emphasized her point by punching Fred on the shoulder.

"Owe! Mean woman…"

"Yes, yes extremely interesting, next!"

"Marlene!"

"Yes, Lily?"

"Do you have to do that, it's not really nice!"

"Next!"

"Albus Potter, second son of Harry Potter… I am sixteen years old and a prefect for my house Gryffindor. I am also apparently the exact copy of my dad."

"He looks just like James!"

"If I had a nickel every time I was told that I look like my dad, and thus look just like my grandfather but have my grandmother's eyes I would have enough to buy me the whole of Honeydukes!"

"He has got Lily's eyes!"

"Poor boy, tell us something about you that doesn't have anything to do with your looks. Crazy sentimental people…" said Alice

"Um, I love to read, my favourite class is Defence against the Dark Arts, I suffer from a little bit of agoraphobia and I have a girlfriend in Ravenclaw."

"Let me guess, a red head?" asked Mr Potter keenly, Albus recognized him from pictures and his hair. He knew immediately that this was his grandfather, and the woman sitting next to him must be his grandmother.

He smiled, "Yes"

"Twice in one day!"

"Oh, shut up!"

"As entertaining as this is… next!"

"Well, that leaves me. I am the youngest of the Potters, third generation. I am fourteen years old, in Gryffindor. Oh, and my name is Lily Luna Potter. Plus my mom is a red head." She added, smiling at her grandparents.

"He names two of his children after us?" asked James proud.

"Yeah, you guys made… a life-changing impact on his life…"

"And your name is Albus, so you were probably named after Dumbledore?"

Albus nodded, smiling proudly. Dumbledore shook his hand and wished him good luck.

"Hey, I know who you are!" said Fred, looking at Frank and Alice.

"Yeah, your Frank and Alice Longbottom!" said Roxanne

"Wait, I marry Alice?"

Victiorie laughed, "Yes, and you have a son named Neville. He was in Uncle Harry's year, shared a dorm actually. They both where in Gryffindor and he is one of the kindest hearted, yet bravest man I ever knew! He's a professor their now, of Herbology."

Frank and Alice shared a smile.

"Hey! I thought I was the bravest man you knew!" said Teddy playfully.

"I said one of the bravest men, and you do know that I am related to Harry Potter, right?"

Teddy shrugged,

"A guy could wish…"

Xxx

Everyone was of in groups, talking laughing and messing around.

The time-turner began to flash and everyone shared a parting glance, before they were ripped into the future.

Xxx

Their eyes flashed open, only to find them on the floor of Harry's study.

"Did that really happen?"

"Yes, we saw your grandparents and Neville's parents!"

"Guys, this was a once in a life time opportunity, I know… but maybe we shouldn't tell the others. Not only is it a far-fetched story, but it will bring back painful memories."

"For once, James, you're talking sense…"

THE END!

Wasn't really my best work… but it was okay, I guess. Hope you enjoyed it!