Harry had joined in the Weasley family hug of Fred, the missing Weasley twin. How could he not? Fred was the one that usually came up to him to talk, George had always been more distant before Fred's death. Now however, doubts were eating at his mind. They had sat down to the breakfast prepared by Ron, one that Fred had started to rib his brother about until he had tasted the food. Harry shared a meaningful glance with his wife and saw her joy starting to fade to worry as well.

How were they going to explain everything to Fred? That he had been dead for four years and this was the first time they had seen him since. Harry was also nervous of tell Fred that he was technically Ginny's husband. He had already faced the Brother's Council, as Luna had called it. They had deemed him worthy. This was after Ginny had used her Bat Boogey Hex on the lot of them and told them directly, they did not have a say in the matter anyways. Still, their blessing had been important to him. What would Fred think about him being with his baby sister though? Fred spoke up at last.

"So, want to tell me why everyone is acting weird this morning? Also, hello Harry. Did that diet finally get to you? Did you decided to defat your cousin the quick way?"

Ginny started to choke on her toast and Harry started to pat her back but Heromine beat him to it. There was no love lost between Dudley and Ginny but he had been making an effort to be a better person. He was even dating a witch, Lisa Turpin from Ravenclaw. Also he was all muscle now and none of the fat. Or had been, before the spell weavers had pushed the biggest reset button.

"Nah, my Uncle decided to go on the war path and I wrote Ron to get me out. Your dad and Ginny found my message this morning and he came to get me using Side-along."

Fred's eyes widened. "You did Side-along? How was it, what was it like? Mum and Dad won't let me do it with them."

Ginny scoffed and tossed a fragment of toast at her brother. Harry gave her a sidelong glance and could tell she was doing her best to cope with this sudden reunion. He wanted to go to her and soothe her but this was not the time. "It was like being squeezed through a dark tunnel. Can't say I liked it much."

Fred grimaced. "That's what Mum always says. Still, I cannot wait until I can go wherever I please in a moment. Imagine all the mischief. Right, Georgie?"

George was about to respond when there was a loud pop from the direction of the landing point. A very angry female voice carried into the kitchen.

"GEORGE FABIAN WEASLEY! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, YOU'RE GONNA WISH YOU HAD LOST BOTH EARS!"

Harry gulped. He knew that angry voice. It was Angelina, George's wife and his former Qidditch captain. He had forgotten she was seventeen in this time period and able to make her way here on her own. The door flew open and she marched in. Her eyes were radiating murder.

"While I admit, making me wake up in my perfectly recreated childhood bedroom was amusing. I do not appreciate being reduced to a teenager again. I have a game this evening and if you ever want to sleep in our bed and not the couch, you will turn me back.." Her rant started to trail off as she noticed George for the first time. "Oh Merlin, you're young too. Oh Merlin! Your ear!" Angelina stepped back, her anger being replaced with shock. It was at this moment that Fred made his presence known.

"What are you doing here, Johnson? And what about Forge's ear is the problem? Harry was touching his ear earlier too. Also, what's this about making him sleep on the couch and not your bed?" He looked so confused and lost as he kept asking these questions.

Arthur sighed as he put his fork down. "Let the record show we tried to maintain the law. But this is unavoidable now. Harry, son, could you explain things to Fred?"

Harry blinked and looked at his father-in-law with dread. "Really?"

The older man shrugged. "You had training for this kind of thing. I think it would be best to come from you."

Harry sighed. He had received the sensitivity training as an Auror and how to break bad news to the families of his fallen co-workers. He had done that duty a few times.

"Very well. Fred, I'm sorry to say this but all of us here at this table have shifted back through time. Around seven years in the future to be exact. Not just us either, I suspect that Bill, Charlie, and our spouses were sent back with us as well." He paused here, letting this news sink in.

Fred burst out laughing; applauding like this was some good joke. He stopped when he noticed no one else was joining in. "I have to admire the way everyone is in on this bit. This is pay back for the tongue ton taffy, right?"

"No Gred," George said, his voice deadly seriously. "This time it's not a bit. Yesterday was November of 2001. I've been married to Angelina for some time."

Fred blinked and looked at his twin. Harry could tell unspoken words passed between them. Fred turned back to Harry, his expression bleak.

"Why didn't I travel back with you, then?"

Harry took a deep breath and noticed Ginny bury her head in Heromine's shoulder. Percy looked angry, like he had when it first happened. Molly wasn't crying but he knew that would change soon.

"I'm really sorry, Fred. You were killed in the Battle of Hogwarts, just four years from now. In June of 1998, Tom Riddle and his supporters attacked the castle, trying to stop us from breaking his immortality. Our entire family was there, fighting."

Fred got up from the table and Harry could see the glimmer of tears in his eyes. "I… want to think about this for a while. It's a lot, you know."

Molly stood up and pulled her son into a hug. "Of course, Freddie. I've missed you so much. We are going to make things different this time. Right, Harry?"

He nodded at his mother in laws words. "Yeah, we will need to discuss how to make things different but we will. I know what needs to be done this time and how to handle it. As long as Riddle does not get wind that I know and move his damn Horcruxes. We will need to work quickly while he is still weakened."

Molly released Fred and he sat back down again. "Alright, I want to help however I can. I know all of you have years on me."

Heromine looked like she wanted to suggest something but stopped herself. But Harry knew what she was thinking. "We could use a pensive to catch you up on what your missing. They are rare though. Arthur, do you think you could obtain one if I foot the bill?"

The older man nodded eagerly. "If I cannot, Bill certainly can. I'll talk to him when he arrives. He is supposed to come in late tonight for the World Cup after all, though I suspect he will be heading straight there to find Fleur. She is likely already there with the Veela cousins."

Angelina slapped George in the back of the head. "What? One time I drooled over a Veela cousin!"

Fred's laugh came back at the sight. "Good to see my other half picked someone that can keep him in line. What about the rest of you? I noticed you said everyone here was married. Who was the poor sod that married our firecracker of a sister? I assume Harry was too smart for that. Likely married a supermodel, right Harry?"

Harry chuckled and cast Ginny a loving glance. "I like to think my wife is a super model, yes."

Ginny beamed at him from her spot next to Heromine. "Fred, I missed you so much. I was still wearing your last Christmas jumper all the time. It was getting kind of ragged, come to think of it."

Fred got up again and moved over to hug his little sister. "I'm sorry I left you, Ginny. I won't do it again, if I can help it. I honestly want to scream that this all can't be true, but the evidence to you telling the truth is too much to ignore. Like, I'm not even seventeen yet and I was just told that before I'm twenty I will die. But all I can think about is giving old Voldyshorts a taste of his medicine."

Molly burst into tears again and Arthur took her into his arms. He did look proud at his son. "Harry, I think it's time we started to plan this operation."

Harry nodded and took out his wand. He waved it in the air, creating a magical blackboard.

"Alright, so here is what we know…"