Albus Potter had no idea why but he dreaded the fact that he was having Sunday dinner with his entire family that afternoon. He hoped that he could avoid it but the persistence of his parents, brother, and sister basically forced him to go. It was not that Albus did not want a free meal, in his mind that part was a plus, but it was the fact that he would be spending time with his family. Besides spending time with his family, he did not want to face confrontation, and Albus had a feeling that he would face quite a bit of that today.

"Albus, come on, we need to hurry to the Burrow." James said from outside of Albus's room.

"Ok I'm coming," Albus said as he walked out of his room, he looked at James, "you are starting to sound a lot like mum and dad James."

"That is because I unlike you have grown up some," James said ruffling his little brother's hair. Albus quickly grew angry as he fixed his hair "oh yes James, I am so much more immature than you," Albus said with his voice dripping full of sarcasm.

"You want to talk about immaturity? Atleast I didn't…." James said as he paused, he looking at Albus. "Oh never mind, we got to get going."

James and Albus apperated outside the Burrows yard, seeing the yard was now empty. POP and Harry, Ginny, and Lily appeared besides James and Albus.

"Oh Albus you cleanup so nicely," Ginny said looking at her youngest son, as she put her hand out to fix his bangs. Albus backed up quickly as his mother put her hand out, Albus knew right away on what she was going to do.

"Mum don't do that, I am twenty one, not… eleven," Albus said.

"Just because you are over seventeen young man does not mean that I will stop being your mum." Ginny said giving him a stricter tone.

"Ok ok I'm sorry," Albus said raising his hands in surrender.

"Alright Ginny come on, you know how Molly and Arthur get when we are late," Harry said, "You know there is no use in arguing with him right now," as the family of five walked towards the Burrows front door, Albus following last. Harry and Ginny walked in first and Albus saw his parents and siblings walk in the house. He swallowed hard on air now as he walked through the door. "Hey Albus," Rose Weasley, Albus's cousin said as she gave him a hug, nearly choking him. "It is so good to see you again, and out of that miserable place."

"Rose… I can't breathe…" Albus said as his cousin was hugging him tight.

"Oh… Sorry," Rose said, as she let go of him. She looked at her cousin with a smile.

"It's ok Rose," he said as he regained his breath. Albus walked around the house, his family greeted him, some were not so nice like his uncle Ron and uncle Percy. But others greeted him like nothing happened like his grandparents.

"Oh Albus it is so good to see you again sweet heart," his grandmother Molly said as she gave him a hug, not letting him go.

"It is great to see you to Gran," Albus said as she hugged him, her grip was looser and kinder than Rose's.

"Oh my grandbaby is finally out of that forbidden place," Molly said still hugging Albus, his body close to her own.

"Molly dear you are embarrassing him," Arthur said, he could see that his grandson was getting uncomfortable with Molly's hug. Molly let go of Albus, as she smilled at him. He was a good few inches taller than her now.

"It is good to see you again Albus," Arthur said as he held out his hand, Albus shook his grandfather's hand.

"It is good to be back grandpa," Albus said.

Hermione walked into to kitchen and when she saw Albus she smiled lightly at him.

"Molly, the dinner table is all ready," Hermione said.

"Oh thank you dear, I think we better get all the food to the table." Molly said and with a flick of her wrist all the food levitated and zoomed towards the dining table.

Albus took his seat at the table sitting in between his siblings, James and Lily. He heard his family chattering around him as he took his portion and began eating. So far Albus enjoyed his evening, it was going well in his opinion, and he had no confrontation. He was beginning to question why he doubted he would enjoy himself at his grandparents Sunday dinner. At least until his uncle Ron had too much to drink of fire whiskey.

"So Albus, are you going back to your old business?" Ron asked looking at Albus.

"Ron," Hermione, Ginny, and Molly hissed as Hermione hit her husband with her hand on his shoulder.

"What?" Ron asked looking at the three women. "It is a question to make sure my nephew doesn't do anything stupid."

"Ron, not here," Harry said looking at his best friend, he didn't want his son Albus upset, or Ron to say something he would regret latter.

"No, seriously Harry, have you wondered if Albus would go back to his old ways?" Ron asked now standing up, everyone at the table was silent. Hermione, Molly, and Ginny were staring daggers at Ron. "I mean, how many have we put away for the same crime? Most relapse after a few months."

Harry just wished Ron would just shut up, he knew it was the fire whisky talking.

"Ron… not… here," Harry said, this time he sounded stricter. Albus looked at his uncle; his blood was boiling as his uncle spoke about him, like he was a cold blooded killer, not his nephew.

"No dad its ok," Albus said, Harry looked at his son.

"Albus, he doesn't know what he is saying," Ginny said, trying to reassure her youngest son. "You know how Ron gets when he drinks."

"No mum, he is right." Albus said standing up, he looked at Ron. "Who knows when I'll go back to dealing with dark magic."

"Ha, you see Harry, he admits it," Ron said pointing at Albus.

"Albus Potter, Ronald Weasley sit down both of you right now." Molly Weasley said looking from Ron to Albus. The two stared at each other.

"Oh come on mum, he is a criminal." Ron said, "I can't believe James is actually allowing him to stay at his house. He probably already turned some of his things into dark objects by now."

"A criminal?" Albus said "This is coming from the very man who actually bought a piece from me when I first started."

Silence. All eyes, especially Harry's was on Ron, Albus could tell his uncle's face flushed.