Harry

Begins July 5th 2014

Harry Potter, savior of the world, Head Auror, Husband and father, resembled an 11 year old at the moment he was setting on, with his legs dangling from, the kitchen table of his wife's oldest brother. Pressed to his right cheek was a bloody rag and an impressive shiner was blooming. Fleur Weasley, Bill Weasley's beautiful wife and defacto big sister to all the Weasley siblings and spouses, had her wand out ready to attempt to fix the situation. "Hold still 'arry! You wiggle worse than a bebe!"

Through the window of the small charming cottage by the sea you could see Hermione Weasley, sitting under an arbor of roses her arm around what appeared to be a miniature version of Harry. Albus Potter, Harry and Ginny's 7 year old second son. Not seen was their oldest, James, the baby Lily or Ginny herself, who was on assignment, covering the Quidditch world cup.

James could be heard though protesting his innocence, and avowing no knowledge of what started the incident that ended in his da being injured. The person he was trying to convince was a tall red headed ex-auror and James' godfather, Ron Weasley, and from his body language it was evident he was not buying what his nephew was selling.

Earlier that day:

"Albus! James! get a move on! We are supposed to be there in 15 minutes!" Harry looked down at his 3 year old daughter Lily, "Who ever said that it is the female of the sex that takes the longest to get ready has never met your two brothers, Huh?"

Finally with barely a minute to spare James and Albus were standing in front of their da, backpacks in hand ready for a day at the beach. Harry quickly checked his eldest bag for WWW products and/or any other items that could cause mayhem, then his middle child's, to make sure Albus did not have so many books that he risked harm as they took a port key to Shell cottage. As the rubber lifesaver glowed and they all felt the familiar tug, anticipation of a day spent with family and friends filled them all.

Flashback ended.

Bill Weasley shook his head, having two beautiful, one quarter vela daughters to raise was a challenge, so much so that their baby brother Louis seemed an angel in comparison, but he did not envy Ginny and Harry raising James and Albus! It wasn't that the boys were bad kids, it was just they were chalk and cheese, causing them to constantly but heads. James was the personification of the grandfather he was named for, mischievous and always looking to take the mickey out of someone, most often his younger brother.

Albus was quiet, studious and possessed of so much magical ability at such an early age that often controlling it was beyond him, especially when he was mad. Boy could his brother make him mad! Albus' most cherished possessions were his books, making those the favorite target of his older brother.

Apparently James And Freddy, George and Angelina Weasley's eldest and so often James' co-hort in mischief, had decided to throw Albus' backpack full of books in to the surf. Harry had seen his eldest snatch the bag and start to run toward the sea while Freddy pinned his youngest son to the blanket with his superior strength and weight. Just as Harry rose, reaching out with one had to cast a spell to stop his eldest well before the water, what, to muggles miles away, sounded like a sonic boom exploded from the area where Freddy and Albus were struggling. Freddy flew backwards at an alarming speed, unfortunately for Harry just as he reached the area. The back of Freddy's head connected with Harry's face and a sickening crack was heard.

No small amount of mayhem ensued. Harry and Freddy had been knocked out cold, James had dropped the heavy bag on his left foot, resulting in a nasty bruise. Angelina and Bill had been the first to the crumpled mass that was Harry and Freddy, gently apperating them in to Shell cottage. George and Angelina were currently occupying familiar seats at St. Mungos as healers saw to Freddy's concussion.

Harry had refused to go after waking up quickly and Fleur was doing her best to administer first aid. Hermione was attempting to calm Albus who was distraught that Freddy and his da had been hurt. Ron was in the solar explaining to James that being caught red-handed with the backpack in front of numerous witnesses, constituted almost an automatic guilty verdict. Percy and Audrey were still on the beach with the remaining children and Hannah had taken over the bbq grill Bill had abandoned.

Boy Mum and Dad missed a doozy of a family day! Two evenings later an even larger gathering of family and friends were sitting around a campfire at the world cup and the explanation of the whole incident had just been given.