Chapter 5: It'll Be Awkward Enough Without Letting On That

December 16, 1996; Past

"Now," Molly I said. "Ron, Ginny, Harry and Hermione will be getting back in three days and I'm not sure how much to tell them about all of this."

"Mum," Fred I spoke, "I think they're going to figure it out. Especially Hermione will. Looking at Albus is like looking at Harry and looking at Rose is like looking at a red haired Hermione."

"Oh, well then, I see…"

"Hey, Grandma?" Molly I smiled to herself, it was still a shock every time someone called her that.

"Yes, dear?" Molly I asked Rose.

"What if, to not overwhelm them too quickly, we tell them most of the truth? So, for instance, Hugo will be Dad's son, we'll spell color his hair. I will be Mom's daughter but well do my hair, too-"

"Oh," Lily said. "Like we'll say I'm Mum's daughter but we'll make my hair a Weasley red color instead of Lily I color and Albus and James can be Dad's kids. We just won't be siblings, right?" Rose nodded; clearly pleased someone got what she was saying.

"Well, that could work…" Tonks said.

"But won't that be suspicious?" Remus Lupin asked. He had arrived a half-hour earlier with George and Fred Weasley and to his shock, he had been introduced to his son. Since then, he had been studiously ignoring Tonks' smug looks. He tried not to let his mind wander over the possibility that it could be true. He could have a son and a wife in the future and not have passed down the werewolf gene.

"Not if we really sell it."

The story was that Harry married a Muggle-born named Katie Elms and had James and Albus, Ron married an American pureblood named Abigail Holmes and had Hugo along with a daughter, Gina, at home, George stayed the same, Percy is the same, too, along with Bill and Charlie, Fred's a bachelor (the Past People didn't know that this was a lie- that he was really dead), Hermione married a Muggle called Diego Greene and Ginny married Jonathan Pell and had Lolita.

At dinner that night, everyone kept trying to pepper the Future Kids with questions about the future but they wouldn't budge. They were adamant not to tell anymore about the future.

Half way through the mashed potatoes, there was a bang.

"What the-"

"Bloody Hell, is this the Burrow?"

Everyone rushed into the living room area and saw two of the most gorgeous girls ever.