(Present)
"George? GEORGE!" Ginny stood still and listened carefully for a response. There was a quiet, "Down here!" from the main level of the shop. Racing out of the back room and down the steps, she spotted George and grabbed him from behind. As he spun around to look at her she began crying. Trying to keep his balance as George was taken by surprise. "Wai- What's wrong?" he asked. Ginny relayed to him what she had just discovered, and what she thought had happened. And, George Weasley stood there, completely astounded and lost for words. He probably would've fallen on his butt completely if a shelf hadn't been behind him.
Using the shelf, he steadied himself. "So," he started, "basically what you're saying is that, my kids and my niece and nephews are in a different time, and we can figure that part out, but if-IF that reverse time turner doesn't work, they're, and whoever went to save them is stuck for however long that bloody thing takes to perfect. Brilliant! Bloody brilliant!" He then ran his fingers through his hair, cursing under his breath. He stood again, dropping his hands to his side. "I guess we might need to tell Angie then," he said sighing. "Where is she even at?" Ginny asked. She had stopped crying but her eyes were still red. "Helping Mum at the Burrow,"
"You do realize that means we'll probably have to tell her too?"
"Correction, you realize YOU have to tell her,"
"You are!"
"You are!"
Then suddenly they were fighting like kids again. It continued even as they appeared in the Burrow. They had reduced it to whispers however, not wanting their mother to hear.
"George, you are telling her!"
"I'd like to keep my remaining ear, thank you very much!"
"Telling who what?" Angelina appeared in the doorway, smirking slightly.
…(1996)
"You do realize we've already seen these?" Freddie said, turning the firework over in his tan hand. "Well-"George started. "Do you know how to make them?" Fred finished smirking. James turned toward Freddie, his eyebrows doing the same thing they always did when he was up to something. Freddie smiled. "You would never show me," he said looking at George. Fred hit him playfully on the arm. "Wow George, you're a bad father." George laughed slightly. "You're no better of an uncle then. You didn't show them either you git."
"Okay! Come on! I NEED to know how to make fireworks!" James shouted jumping up and down like a five-year-old.
"Alright then….."
…..(Present)
"THEY WHAT?" The moment that George and Ginny finished the story, that was what their mother screamed. "Mum, calm down-" George started.
"Calm down? George they're just kids!"
"James and Fred are old enough that they can figure out how to keep the smaller ones safe! Mum, they're not about to let them get hurt!"
"They could have gone back to '98, George! Merlin knows who was in that house then! Georgie, they could die and we wouldn't even know it!"
George didn't say anything then, but a flicker of fear passed quickly through his eyes. Harry then had perfect timing, as he flew out of the fireplace at that moment. He looked like he might just stay on his feet, but then he fell flat on his back. George jumped up to help Harry, glad to get away from the kitchen table. "You alright?" he asked Harry as he pulled him up. Harry nodded. "Might want to step back. Teddy's coming in behind me." They both took a step back, Harry brushing himself off. Teddy came not thirty seconds later, doing the same thing that Harry had done.
Teddy jumped up immediately, and started shaking his head to get the ashes out of his turquoise hair. "I'm good!" he said quickly. "Does he know?" George asked Harry. "Yes," Harry and Teddy said in unison. "Okay so the Mnistry said they went to '96. We were there at this time during the summer. They'll be fine. And the ministry also said that they can speed up the process with the reverse time turner and make the wait nine days max," Harry explained. The room seemed to sigh with relief. George smiled slightly. "Good job detective Harry! You pretty much solved the case in less than forty five minutes!" he finished smirked. Teddy chuckled and everyone else was smiling. "Do you think we should send someone back before we go so that they know we're coming?" Teddy asked. "No," Harry said, "If that time turner doesn't work it's just one more person stuck there,"
….
"Everyone come down please!" Molly shouted up the stairs. Freddie and James glanced at Fred and George whom just shrugged. They met with the rest of the group who had gone up stairs and none of them seemed to know what was going on. As they reached the bottom of the stairs, Molly greeted them. "Albus is here. He wants to speak with the children," she explained. All the kids looked at each other not sure how to respond. "Come on," Molly said.
They all followed her into the living room, where the bearded man was sitting. "Hello children," he said beaming at them. They all gave silent 'hello's as they sat down. Molly motioned for the other kids to follow. George glanced back for a moment, but he kept following. "You children must understand that we need to ask you some questions, correct?"
"Yes sir," Freddie said.
"And to be sure you are honest we must use Veritaserum,"
"Yes sir," Freddie said silently. "I'll do it,"
Albus then handed him a small clear tube. Freddie pulled off the top and looked at it questioningly. He looked from James to the Professor. He sighed and gulped it all down. He quickly made a face of disgust, wiping his face with the back of his hand. "How are you feeling?" Albus asked him.
"Fine,"
"What year are you from?"
"2014,"
"Who are your parents?"
"George and Angelina Weasley,"
"What is your full name?"
"Frederick Jordan Weasley,"
"How old are you?"
"Thirteen,"
"Are you involved in any Death Eater activites?"
James made a face apparently revolted by the question.
"No,"
"Do you have any intentions on causing any harm?"
"No sir,"
Albus smiled at him "I think that'll be all boy," James looked at Freddie, obviously wanting to leave. The Professor beat them to it as he stood. "Sir?" Freddie asked quickly.
"Yes?"
"Will everyone that has seen us here will they have to have their memories erased?"
"I think you know the answer Mr. Weasley,"
And, with that, Albus Dumbeldore left them.
A/N: I did that math wrong…. again…. So really they went back 18 years turned it nine times so on and so forth. And since we introduced Teddy, he is 17. THANKS GUYS! And thanks for putting up with my horrible math skills too.