"Hey, Uncle Harry," probes Emily, "what actually happened when you were growing up? You explained some of it, but they are saying a lot of things about you at school."

"A lot of crazy stuff has happened over the years," says Harry.

"You can say that again," says Ron.

"You should tell the story," suggests Teddy.

"I…" says Harry, glancing quickly at Lily; there was a lot of stuff he didn't want his little girl to know.

"Please Uncle Harry," says Emily.

"Please," pleads Rose.

"Oh, go on Harry," encourages Hermione.

"Alright," says Harry with a sigh. "Ginny, can you please get my red photo album off the night stand?"

"Here you go," says Ginny, returning with the photo album.

"Alright, well I should probably start from the beginning. My mum's name was Lily Marie Evans, and my dad's James Charlus Potter," starts Harry; showing a few of the photos of his parents.

Petunia gave Harry a harsh look, which he ignored.

"At any rate, when they were 11 they started going to Hogwarts together, and my dad was a prankster-" continues Harry.

"The Marauders!" whispers Fred mischievously.

"How do you know about that?" asks Harry suspiciously, when he sees James sinking back. "James?"

"Nothing dad," says James.

"Right," starts Harry. "So if I checked my office desk I wouldn't be missing a certain map?"

"Uh," stutters James.

"That's what I thought," says Harry laughing. "Anyway, it annoyed my mum, but in their 7th year they started going out, and they married about a year later; I was born July 31, 1980. This was all during the First Wizarding War, and my family had to go into hiding."

"How come?" asks Emily.

"Don't ask questions," orders Vernon coldly, receiving a glare from Harry, that shuts him up.

"I actually like questions," says Harry matter-of-factly. "There was a prophecy made about Voldemort and I, and the family was targeted. A Deatheater, who used to know my mum, overheard the prophecy. When he realized my family was the target, he warned Albus Dumbledore, and turned spy on Voldemort, asking Dumbledore to put them in hiding. Unfortunately on October 31, 1981, he found us, and came here to Godric's Hollow."

"How did he find you?" asks Roxanne.

"One of my parents' so-called friends, Peter Pettigrew, betrayed them," says Harry bitterly.

"What happened then?" inquires Lily, intrigued.

"He killed my dad, who tried to stall him, and my mum ran with me, trying to protect me. He killed her, and tried to kill me too. However, the curse rebounded because of the blood magic my mum used to protect me," explains Harry. "Nobody has ever survived that curse, and I became The-boy-who-lived, and the Chosen One. Once word of the murders got back to Dumbledore he had Hagrid rescue me from the broken ruins."

"I-I never knew," says Petunia shakily.

"My Godfather, Sirius Black, knew that Pettigrew was the traitor and went after him; he was an Auror at the time," explains Harry. "Unfortunately, as Sirius was originally the Secret Keeper, and a stunt that Pettigrew pulled, he was framed for the murder of a dozen Muggles, and that of my parents. As my father was an only child, I was sent to live with them," gesturing to the elder Dursleys.

"Anyways, I didn't have the happiest childhood. So, on the eve of my 11th birthday, I was awake, in the shack we were staying in, and wishing that someone would come, and take me a way. Next thing I know, Hagrid shows up, knocks the door down, gives me my letter, and tells me I'm a wizard," says Harry.

"Hagrid's brilliant!" squealed Rose.

"Yes, he is!" says Harry, with a smile. "Anyway, fast forward and at the end of my first year I had to face Voldemort for the first time, with the help of Ron and Hermione. Voldemort had possessed a teacher, and was trying to steal a stone that would let him come back. In second year, I had to face him again, and save Ginny, who had been targeted along the way, with the help of Fawkes, a phoenix."

"Dad's really brave," says James proudly, giving his dad a hug.

"Yes! Yes, he is," says Arthur, and Teddy nods.

"Thanks, but I didn't do any of this one my own," blushes Harry. "In my 3rd year, Sirius broke out and was free, and that is when I discovered the truth about what happened that night. There were dementors at the school that year, to apparently protect us, and I reacted very badly to them. Your father, Teddy, actually became a mentor. He taught me the patronus charm, and talked to me a bit about my parents. He was a great guy, and that patronus charm ending up being an exceedingly useful spell in future years."

"He taught Defence right?" asked Teddy.

"Yes," said Harry. "He was one of the best Defence teachers I've ever had as well."

"It was unfortunate that he only held the post for one year," said Hermione. "That year, 6th year, and the DA meetings were the only time we actually learned any real defence."

"Lockhart was the worst," laughed Ginny. "I don't think he'd recognize a pygmy puff if he saw one."

"He was completely useless," agreed Harry. "Anyways, In my 4th year I had to face Voldemort again, and participate in the Triwizard Tournament, because he put my name in, forcing me to compete."

"What's that?" asked Emily.

"It's a really dangerous tournament where champions from 3 different schools are selected to compete," explained Harry. "The tasks can be extremely dangerous, but Hermione and Neville were a huge help; I wouldn't have made it through the tournament without them."

"What happened?" asked Lily.

"I won the tournament, but another student, Cedric, died and Voldemort succeeded in coming back. I also had to face him at the end of my 5th year, at the Ministry of Magic; that's when my Godfather Sirius died," says Harry sadly. "We had this group called Dumbledore's Army and they all accompanied me. Ron, Neville, Hermione, Luna and many others were in it. It was actually Hermione's idea."

"What was it?" asked Sarah.

"It was a Defence class," explained Harry. "We weren't being taught how to defend ourselves, and everyone was sick of it. I was the one with the most real life experience so Ron and Hermione eventually talked me into becoming the leader of sorts."

"He was rather good," said Hermione.

"It was all your idea Hermione," said Harry. "Always, in my 6th year I started viewing memories of Voldemort when he was younger, and found a way to destroy him; he was getting stronger every day. The next year, I never went back to Hogwarts; I spent the year on the run with Ron, and Hermione tracking down objects to destroy Voldemort. Although it took a year, we were successful at it. We returned to Hogwarts to get one of the items, and Voldemort had taken it over. Severus Snape was headmaster at that time."

"Wait, Severus Snape?" inquires Petunia stunned.

"Yes," says Harry nodding. "He was the potions master, and Head of Slytherin House."

"How many items were there?" inquires Dudley.

"There were 6 that we knew of; a ring, cup, locket, snake, diary, and diadem," says Harry. "However there were actually 7 Horcruxes."

"What's a Horcrux?" inquires Sarah.

"It's basically an object in which a Dark wizard or witch has placed a fragment of his or her soul trying to become immortal," explains Harry. "If you make a Horcrux you can't be killed; it rips your soul."

"It's very dark magic," adds Hermione giving all the children a warning look.

"What was the 7th one?" asks Emily.

Nervously Harry glances over to Hermione who nods.

"Wait," says Ginny, the meaning dawning on her, as she remembered thinking that Harry was dead.

"Just listen," says Hermione.

"It was me," says Harry. "Voldemort created it, accidentally, that Halloween here in Godric's Hollow. Anyways, while we were there, the war came to a head. I went to let Voldemort kill me, as it seemed to be the only way, was hit with the killing curse, was given a choice, and woke up again. Narcissa Malfoy lied, saying that I was dead, saving me. He gave a huge victory speech, which Neville and I interrupted. Neville killed the last Horcrux, a snake, then I fought him and we won the war."

"Wow," says Emily.

"And now I am an Auror, and have the most amazing family," continues Harry, kissing Ginny.

"I'm so sorry H-harry," says Petunia shakily. "If I could do it all over again I-"

"I know Aunt Petunia," says Harry earnestly. "I found out some things the year we went into hiding."

Petunia looks at him, shocked.

"Hey kids, why don't you pick a Christmas story?" suggests Ginny, noticing Harry tense.

"Okay!" all the kids chime, and start chattering frantically amongst themselves.

"Thank you," mouths Harry to Ginny.

A few minutes later Kreature appeared, gave everyone more cocoa and biscuits, and Harry started reading "How the Grinch Stole Christmas."

After the story, Albus and Hugo played a few rounds of Wizards Chess, while Emily, Rose and Lily played with one of the new games that Lily had received. James was playing with the indoor Quidditch set he got with Louis and Fred. Molly, Roxanne, and Dominque were just chatting away in the living room. Teddy and Victoire stay together, chatting amongst the other adults.

Not long after that they decided it was getting late, thank each other, and all respectively went their separate ways.

"It was quite the eventful Christmas, but it was worth it," Harry thinks to himself, thinking of the smiles on his family's faces, before finally drifting off to sleep.