Author's Note: Ah, well, I'm glad you liked the Prom chapter! I got a review, which was all I really wanted/needed to continue my stories. So, thank you, SiriusBlack345! I'm glad you liked the song. It was High School Musical, but it's such a pretty song.

I've began this new format of chapter-planning. I admire my fellow FanFiction authoress, LyricMedlie (go check her out! Her stories are awesome!) and the work and prep that she puts into her chapters. On her YouTube channel, she explains the effort that goes into planning every chapter, which I thought was simply genius, and might assist my self-proclaimed scatter-brained planning. So, I got out an old unused notebook and began to plan this chapter. So, thank you, Medlie! (she doesn't read this story, though lol)

I know. I know. I've been neglecting the chronological chapter order quite a lot, but I'm determined to make it up to you by continuing on with their lives post Rose's and Albus' births.

To end this insanely long Author's Note, I'll tell you that this chapter is based on my respect for how in the epilogue of Deathly Hallows (don't read ahead, it may contain certain spoilers!), the children want to know why everyone is staring at their parents. I understand that the offspring of many of the trio's generation of Witches and Wizards will have been told the stories of Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, and his two Best Mates, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, soon to become Hermione Weasley. I basically just really liked the way they seemed to not have made it such a huge deal that they'd defeated Voldemort and saved the Wizarding World from such doom, and neglected to inform them of their immense fame.

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Disclaimer: I'm a little young to be the most amazing Authoress of my generation.

Fame

"Harry! Do you and Ginny plan on anymore kids after Albus?"

"Mr. Potter, do you reckon you'd still be an Auror if things had turned out differently?"

"Is Luna Lovegood really having an affair with Ernie McMillan? Do you have any comment?"

The Wizarding Paparazzi followed Harry's power-walk down Little Prairie Lane and across Woodstill Bridge. He was making his way to Ron and Hermione's cottage for supper, and was hesitantly listening to the nosy lies and annoying suspecting reporters' questions.

"No," He answered blatantly as he turned swiftly onto Hickory Knoll, the street on which the cottage stood.

"Maybe if I give them an answer, they'll geroff!" Thought Harry as he opened the rickety gate to the cottage.

"Harry, you're here!" Hermione exclaimed, flinging her arms around him, watering can in hand.

"Hello, Hermione, how's your Friday been?" Harry happily answered. The photographers were beginning to disperse with the notion that they were going to get nothing out of him, and certainly nothing polite out of Hermione Weasley.

"Quiet, but Ginny's been around since three, so I've been entertained. When did Ron say he'd be home? I've nearly forgotten since this morning." She blushed.

Harry hung his jacket on the hook and brushed the snow off his figure "Around seven, so he should be along shortly, where's Gin?"

"Around in the sitting room, feeding Al."

And that's just how Ginny was. She cooed happily as she fed her newest son his own supper. Smiling, she welcomed Harry to join them on the sofa. "Hello, dear, how was your day?"

"It's been good. But I've waited all day to come back to this." Harry smiled, gesturing to his Al, in Ginny's arms.

"Dada!" James came skidding into the room with his toy snitch in his tiny fist.

Harry immediately grabbed him and began tickling him for fun.

Hermione smiled as she looked upon them, tossing Rose onto her hip and proceeding to wait for Ron to arrive.

Only moments passed before Ron, clad in a fresh powdery snow, thudded through the front door in his snow boots.

"Damn reports," he grumbled, shaking off the snow. " 'Weasley, what's your retirement plan? Is Hermione really pregnant with triplets, already? How's your brother Fred doing?' honestly, don't they read, or have any remote respect?"

"They followed you here, too?" asked Harry.

"Bloody right, they did. Wouldn't leave me alone either."

Hermione kissed him on the cheek. "Supper's on the table, everyone."

"You'd think they'd get tired of us not caring, or answering." Ginny sternly stated.

"It's not that. I bet they reckon we'll crack if they keep on our heels. They're very wrong, if that's it," said Ron with a mouth-full of roast potatoes "They come one inch near Rose tomorrow during the parade, they'll wish they'd never been born, they will!"

"Parade?" Ginny and Hermione asked in unison.

Harry and Ron shared glances. Harry spoke up "We've been invited-"

"More like ordered," Ron interjected.

"… to ride on the Auror's float during the Winter Wizard Parade tomorrow in… a field." Harry finished.

"Oh, I know what you're talking about," Ginny said "Dad used to take us all the time. We even got to ride on the ministry's float one year."

"Yeah, but there'll be so many people there, so many strangers…" Hermione sighed.

"We'll cross this bridge when we get to it." Harry stated.

Later, as the four of them drank their tea, they began to discuss how exactly they wanted to handle their so-called "fame" with the kids.

"I don't want James and Al going about life all pompous like Draco Malfoy, and hung-up on my being the slayer of Voldemort." Harry said.

"… But you don't want them to go through life not knowing the greatness their capable of achieving like you did, either, do you?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, exactly."

"There's the silver lining," said Ginny "They can't achieve greatness without being encouraged."

Harry then turned to James who was sitting on the floor playing with his toy wand and snitch, "You hear that, Jamesy? We're all great. Everyone knows who we are, but that's not what keeps us going. We live on love and hard work, like anyone else, you hear me?"

"I do." James laughed, for he didn't know what his daddy had just said.

How was it? I know, the parade part was stupid and random, but oh well! I hope it was written up to expectation.

P.s I saw Deathly Hallows last night for the second time with my cousin, who hadn't seen it…. Still the BEST MOVIE EVER. Until Part 2.

Au Revoir

X Scarlet