A/N: Kimberly is Percy and Audrey's second-to-last. She's dedicated to the real Kim, whom I love! She's in Lily & Hugo's year. Sara is Kim's sister, and Paul is Sara's husband.

Disclaimer: I own Kim's existence! But that's it…

Kimberly Weasley-Jordan

Box

"Dear Posterity," Written in small, neat letters, just like the woman who wrote them.

"Whether my children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, or whoever reads this, I want you to know that I love you. My husband, Joshua Jordan, does too, I'm sure, though he can't tell me—or you—that anymore.

I am enclosing in this box things of the utmost importance to me.

1 wand made of unicorn hair, bendy, 14 ½ inches.

1 Muggle photograph, taken by my dear Squib friend, Lucretia Frey. This photo is of Josh and me, dancing on our first 'date'-type of thing at a Gryffindor Quidditch team reunion. Our cheeks are bright red with excitement and embarrassment, and my hair is done up in a Lily-style twist. The dress is from Mum's mum, who wore it at a dance where she met my grandfather.

8 Wizard photographs. The first is of Josh and me on our wedding day. The dress was Grandmum Molly's wedding dress, for luck.

The second is of our first child, delivered by Rose. Leni Audrey Jordan is ten minutes old in this picture.

The third is of Sara and Paul as they said their vows.

The fourth is of Melinda Angelina, our second child, smiling at nine days old for the first time.

The fifth is of Percy Lee, our last child, going off to Hogwarts. You may see a dried tear or two on the picture.

The sixth is of a Weasley family reunion, two weeks before Granddad Arthur would die. I'm in the bottom row, next to Sara and Isabelle. The spouses aren't in that picture.

The seventh is of our eight grandchildren, set in order of age. Harriet, Sam, Olivia, Gracie, Aileen, Gregory, Kate, and Ben, from left to right.

And the last picture is of Josh and me, the morning of Josh's death. He's sitting in his hospital bed by the window, and I'm standing next to him looking scared but still in love. These pictures are among the most precious I have.

2 newspaper clippings. The first is from The Daily Prophet, and it's about the War. The second is also from TDP, but it's written by Sara—her first column!

1 collage of candy wrappers, newspaper cutouts, pictures, and other random things. It's basically my Hogwarts days—friends, family, and boys!

That concludes the box. Please remember your old, insane, dancing, singing, math-doing, laughing, kissing mum, Grandmum, great-Grandmum, etc etc. I hope you can feel my memories, because painful as it is to put so many of my things away (and relive so many memories), I want those who never knew me to know me through this box.

Much Love,

Kimberly Anne Weasley-Jordan".

Putting down the pen. Packing away the box in the top shelf of the house.

Years later, Kimberly Anne Weasley-Jordan is gone. But Kimberly Anne Jordan-Roberson is still living, newly married. She walks up to her great-great-grandmother's attic and finds the box, reads the blotched and yellowing note, and relives.