OKay! Sorry it took so long but I finally updated! At the end of the chapter there is a small description of each of the Potter kids so you can all keep track. I know there's a lot of them but bear with me. Thanks to all my reviewers and readers. I hope you like this chapter as well



Harry always stared at the stairs for a few seconds before stepping onto them, at least when he was going down

Harry always stared at the stairs for a few seconds before stepping onto them. He always hesitated, especially if he was about to go down the stairs in his house. The memory of his fall down the stairs when he was seven always made him hesitate before climbing down. It was a memory that was fresh in his mind despite the fact that he couldn't remember much of it. He couldn't ask about it either because the memory was cause for tension in his house. He knew his dad and Remus had left the house to get some Turkey for their midnight snack that Christmas night and had left Sirius in charge of the younger boys. His upbeat Godfather sent them all to sleep assuring them he would wake them up when it was time for their families midnight Turkey ritual. Instead of making sure they were asleep, as James and Remus usually did (they always checked to make sure the boys were indeed asleep), he fell asleep on the couch. Harry remembered dreaming about the turkey they would soon be having and waking up. He was going to the kitchen to get to his godfather when he slipped on the carpet in the high steps and rolled down the stairs. Sirius was awakened by the screams and noises his godson made while falling down the flight of stairs and left the older boys in charge whilst he took an unconscious Harry to the hospital. Needless to say his dad and Remus panicked when they arrived in their home to find out Harry had been taken to the hospital. Their panic turned to anger once they arrived at the hospital and concluded that the fall had taken place due to Sirius' irresponsibility. The anger and panic only increased when they discovered Harry was in a state of coma, in which he remained for several hours. Harry remembered the coma as a deep sleep and he always though he could vaguely remember somebody crying and yelling for him to wake up. Somebody, that had also gotten hurt as he fell down the stairs. Harry was almost certain that if it hadn't been for that voice he wasn't sure he remembered, he would've never gotten up. When Harry finally awoke all was forgiven, but till that day, it was still not something they brought up during family dinners and the whole Midnight Turkey Tradition the Potters had every Christmas was dissolved.

Now it was nine years later, Harry was 16 years old and he was still a bit scared around stairs. It had been quite traumatic on his first day of classes at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry when one of the castle stairs began to move while he was on it. To this day Malfoy and other foul Slytherins didn't let him forget it.

Harry arrived at the bottom of the stairs and immediately smelled breaksfast. 'Doesn't smell burned so it must be Remus doing the cooking' he thought happily. Before entering the kitchen he stole a glance at the grandfather clock next to the door and made a mental note to always make sure he set his alarm at the right time. It was summer vacation and he was awake at bloody 6 o'clock in the bloody morning. He pushed the door and inside the kitchen was Remus merrily making enough pancakes to feed an army.

"Morning Remus" Harry smiled sleepily.

"Morning Harry" Remus looked up from the stove "what're you doing up this early in the morning?"

"I accidentally set up the alarm to go off way too earlier" he yawned.

Remus laughed and said "You sure it was you, cause before I went to bed yesterday your father was skulking around your room".

Harry's eyes widened "Of course! Dad did it!" his eyes filled with understanding "that old sneak! This is probably his revenge for me turning all his work robes hot pink"

"Probably" Remus eyes glittered mischievously "There's no need for you to suffer the pains of early rising on a Saturday all by yourself".

Harry grinned, understanding what Remus was talking about "Where do we keep the bucket again?"

James was in heaven. He in some kind of beautiful prairie filled with luscious green trees and bright grass. He was lying next to a tall waterfall that fell loudly into the lake bellow it, the water spraying his sleeping face gently every once in a while. The meadow was filled with butterflies and deer. This must be the place Remus is talking about when he rambles about how he is leaving to his 'happy place'. He opened his eyes and moved his head left to look at the rumbling waterfall. 'What the...' was his last thought as he saw the waterfall defy gravity and head straight towards him.

James bolted up and spluttered water from his mouth. He was in his bed with his crimson pajamas and his face, hair and upper torso were covered in water. Next to him Harry was standing with a large bucket "Morning dad" the teenager smiled proudly. James immediately understood, this was revenge for the little alarm trick he'd pulled on Harry. That still didn't make him any less angry.

"Harry!" he half yelled getting out from under the covers and making out to chase his son. He followed him down the stairs and around the whole first floor. When he finally caught him he pinned him down to the sofa, held him in a head lock, soaked him with the water dripping from his shirt and hair and made him say uncle.

Remus laughed at the two and then smiled at the stairs. Their yells had woken up the whole house. 'Good' Remus thought 'Now the breakfast won't get cold'.

Sirius was the first to come down the steps, keeping a disgruntled Danny behind him and his wand pointed ahead. "What's going on?" he asked looking alert.

"Nothing" Remus pushed his wand down "Harry just woke Prongs up with a bucket of coldwater".

Sirius face immediately went drowsy again and he mumbled "Why do they have to make us all suffer?" he headed toward the kitchen. Remus rolled his eyes 'Only the Best for the Ministry' he repeated the Aurors' motto at the ministry of magic in his head while he led a sleepy Danny towards the kitchen.

He continued to cook the pancakes as the grumpy newly awoken Potters and Sirius set up the table. He smiled to himself and recognized for the thousandth time how lucky to have such a great friend like James. After Lily died Sirius and Remus stayed with James and the boys in the Potter Manor and helped them adjust and James had never asked them to leave. Remus was a werewolf so it was extremely difficult for him to find a job, the new restrictions being passed by the pink wench at the Ministry of Magic did not help this matter. With James and Sirius being elite and well paid Aurors in the Ministry (not to mention sole heirs to large family fortunes) , they took care of most of the finances while Remus took care of most of the household chores like cooking, cleaning and most of the pre Hogwarts education of the younger Potter boys. Remus was even Godfather of some of James sons: Charlie, Rick and Darren.


James pushed Harry off him and got up from the couch. Harry headed to the kitchen and offered to help Remus finish the pancakes. James smiled, besides Remus, Harry was the only on in the house who could really cook. Rick made some good meals, even though he was just 13 years old, but not as good as Harry and Remus together. He laughed at Sirius sleeping on the table and was about to wake him up in a not so gentle manner when a knock came from the front door. Jake answered it and quickly disappeared under a hug from James's older sons.

Adam, his oldest son, was already 24 years old. He was tall and well built. His long-ish black hair and light blue eyes gave him a professional look which served him when working with the Gringott goblins as an accountant. Adam was a Potter so he was a bit of a jokester but he was more on the serious side. James always thought he'd gotten that from his mother…or from Remus. He lived with his brother Charlie, James second son.

Like his fiery red hair Charlie was very loud, happy and a total prankster. They fought a lot but you couldn't find any closer brothers and friends. All the Potters were like that really. Good looking and cocky but loyal and true Gryffindors all the way. Charlie came in after Adam, carrying a large bag of something and James sincerely hoped that he hadn't gotten another year's free supply of dungbombs like last year. It had taken them two days to detonate all the stink bombs and five months to completely get rid of the smell. There were still some parts corners of the house that stunk.

At the sight of the older Potters the rest of the mangy lot headed over to greet them. Charlie dropped his bag as he was engulfed in a wave of younger brothers.

"Watcha got there for us Charlie?" Danny asked trying to peek into the bag as Darren held Charlie's head down on the floor.

"Just something from the shop" Charlie laughed as he pushed Rick off him.

"What is it?" Jake- James' now 14 year old son- headed toward the bag now that he'd finally been released from Adam's embrace.

Danny spilled the bag over on the floor and a lot of broom shaped quills spilled out of the bag. "Quills?" Harry laughed next to Sirius who was still asleep on the table "Where are the dungbombs?"

"Are you kidding?" Remus called from the kitchen "This place still smells"

Danny laughed and grabbed some quills "These for us? We could sure use some for Hogwarts this year. Got the letter just yesterday see?" he pointed to him and his twin brother.

"Of course" Charlie replied "I brought them for you guys" he smiled at the smaller redhead.

Adam grabbed Darry in a headlock "You both got your letters then?"

Darren wheezed a "yes" from in between Adam's arms before he punched his brother in the stomach, forcing him to release his grip "It's official" he laughed "no squibs in the family".

"I don't know about that" Sirius replied having finally getting up from the table "Your dad's a real bad spell caster, might have a bit of squib in him. Why just last week in Auror practice he burned his own eyebrows trying to unlock a door". A bit of fire flew by him as he said this and he jumped on the table trying to avoid James attacks.

"Enough" Remus yelled "You keep it up and you get no breakfast". That shut them up and all the Potters made room for Charlie and Adam who happily joined them in breakfast before they headed off to work.

After breakfast Harry excused himself to write a letter to his best friend Ron Weasly, Jake left to go look over some Quiddictch strategies, Rick headed to read a book he'd gotten the week before from Hagrid titled Magical Beasts and Mangled Body Part cures while Darren and Danny went to repack their trunks for Hogwarts, leaving the oldest Potter brothers and adults to talk.

"So is it true?" Adam asked cutting straight to the chase while they were alone "What they are accusing Jason Webb of?"

"Seems that way" Sirius replied, his eyes that had been so cheery during breakfast turned stone cold.

"Seems hard to believe" Charlie said "He was a good friend of mom's in school and a valuable member of the Order; I can't believe he was a Death Eater all along".

"He claims he was a spy. That the opportunity to become a spy rose too quickly and he had no time to inform Dumbledore about it".

"Seems fishy to me" Remus said "But Sam seems to believe him".

"She's just in denial. Besides Lily, he was her best friend during school, so of course she'll say she believes him". Sirius spoke annoyed.

"He's saying the only person who knew about him being a spy was Lily and Frank Longbottom. Neither of them can testify which I see as awfully convenient. Smells like bullshit to me". Adam and Charlie stared at their father for a few seconds- he really had no patience for Death Eaters and traitors- not that they could blame him of course.

"Tomorrow is the last day" Sirius interrupted- his tone of voice clearly stating that he shared James' views about traitors "If he cannot provide evidence of his supposed innocence, he is going straight to Azkaban".

Remus opened his mouth to say something when Darren busted into the room. He ran with his Hogwarts' shopping list and ran towards his older brothers asking them if they could take him shopping for his school supplies. The tension in the room went unnoticed by the young boy. Adam gave his father one last look and knew that this conversation was over. He shared a look with Charlie before looking over Darren's letter.


OK! So I know Lily and James have a LOT of children and I want you all to have a clear image of them but I can't fit it all into the story so I'm going to talk a bit about each here: (They were born in this order and this is their age in the present)

Adam Richard Potter24 years old/ longish straight black hair and light blue eyes/ 5'10" and well built/works as an accountant for Gringotts/ lives with Charlie/ named after James' father Richard Potter

Jane Elizabeth Potter23 year old/ straight light brown hair (up to shoulders) and blue eyes/5'7" and skinny/ works as a freelance writer for several newspapers (muggle and wizards alike)/ married at 17 and widowed at 19/ has a 3 year old daughter called Rachel Marie Potter

Jessica Marie Potter21 year old/ long straight blonde hair and blue eyes/5'9" and very skinny/ works part time as a model while trying to open her own shop with her own line of clothes

Charlie Andrew Potter20 year old/short thick red hair, blue eyes and freckles/ 6'3 and lean/works in a quidditch shop in Hogsmeade while trying to make it was a professional quidditch player (position: keeper)/a bit of a player (with girls) funny, loud and enthusiastic

Harry James Potter and Emily Anne Potter

Harry: 16 year old/ looks exactly like James except for Lily's green eyes/ 5'6" and lean/doesn't wear glasses because they are hazardous when playing pranks and playing quidditch (contacts)/youngest seeker in a century/ lighting shaped scar on right side of forehead/good at Quidditch and DADA. Likes to play guitar and sing

Emily: 16 year old/ looks exactly like Lily (including green eyes) except for messy/ curly black hair/5'5" and skinny/chaser in quidditch/ good at Transfiguration and DADA. Likes to play instruments and sing/dance. Fights the most with her mother.

Amanda Lee Potter15 years old/ looks exactly like Lily with thicker and curlier red hair/ 5'5'' and skinny/ Good at potions and chemistry/ wants to open a fragrance line/ loves fashion and clothes—people think she's ditzy but is actually really smart.

Jake Sirius Potter14 years old/ looks like a smaller version of Harry but with blue eyes/ looks up to his brother and likes Quidditch as well/ more centered than Harry-has been with current girlfriend Lindsay for a year/ 5'3''

Rick Remus, Erin Lauren and Annie Katherine Pottertriplets

Rick Remus Potter 13 years old/ brown hair and blue eyes/ smart and quieter than the rest of his brothers/ 5'6'' likes History of Magic/ Good friends with Hagrid/ no particular interest in Quidditch other than recreational

Erin Lauren Potter13 years old/ curly brown hair and blue eyes/ exuberant and loud/ loves quidditch and playing pranks/ 5'3''/ tan from playing in the sun/ likes arithmancy and runes

Annie Katherine Potter 13 years old/ straight brown hair with blue eyes/ quiet and reserved/loves astronomy and photography/ 5'3'' loves her sister despite being so different.

Darren Nicholas, Daniel Anthony and Daisy Duke Potter

Darren Nicholas Potter11 years old / messy red hair and blue eyes/ hyper and funny/ loves jokes and hiding places/ likes hands-on sports/

Daniel Anthony Potter11 years old/ messy red hair and blue eyes/ fun and smart/ likes to collect rocks and running (like on a track team)

Daisy Duke Potter11 years old/ curly red hair and blue eyes/ cute and dangerous/ has confident attitude with relatively good heart/ loves to tell stories and can lie her ass off/ has cutest dimples in the world and loves to sing and dance/ admires older sister Emily. Closest to their mother.