"Mummy, I can do it myself!" nearly four-year-old Holly Potter protested when her mother tried to pick out she would be wearing today.

"I know you can, Holly. You're already a big girl after all. It's just that I know you can't decide easily, so I thought I would help. How about we pick out something together, I will get it out of the closet for you and then you can dress yourself?" Lily proposed. "After all we don't want to be late when Harry arrives, do we?"

"No! You can help! I wanna see Harry!" Holly adored her big brother and had been waiting to see him again for months now.

The two of them chose a beautiful blue dress that looked really well on Holly.

While the two of them were braiding Holly's raven hair a voice piped up from the door. "Wow, two of my favourite five women in one room, lucky day."

"Daddy!" Holly ran towards her father who picked her up.

"Hey my girl. Do you still need time? Because the show Vivy and Tony are watching will end in about five minutes."

"Holly just needs her shoes and jacket, but otherwise we're done," Lily answered her husband.

"Good! I'll do that and you can get the other two away from the TV. Sometimes I wonder why we bought that," James muttered.

Lily smiled. "You know why, James. And don't pretend you don't enjoy it too."

Roughly half an hour later the five of them entered platform 9 ¾. It was already quite busy if you considered the fact that the train would arrive in more than twenty minutes.

Violet and Anthony had to be stopped from running away to look for their friends and family while Holly refused to let go of her mother's hand.

It did not take long to find the rest of their group as Frank was quite tall, especially since he was carrying Daniel on his shoulders.

Eight-year-old Natasha Fenwick-Prewett (she had been adopted by Benjy and Gideon after her parents were killed an accident when she was six month old) was talking with Robert Longbottom (who was three months younger than her and consequently still seven) about what they wanted to do when they were grown up. Alice was still hoping her son would change his mind and not become a dragon handler.

"Hello Longbottoms! Hello Prewetts!" James greeted enthusiastically before looking around. "Aren't the others showing up too?"

"My dear cousins better show up," Narcissa Prewett-Black threatened holding the hands of her twins Cedrella and Cygnus. "If they want us to show up for their children."

"Relax, sister-in-law", Gideon grinned. "They probably just got stuck in a - what was the word - traffic jam? That right Lily?" When she nodded he continued, "Besides as if you would not show up. You've been coming for Molly's kids since Billy Boy left for the second time."

"They are coming!" Violet spotted them, "Mrs. Weasley! Uncle Padfoot! We're here!"

"Where is my greeting?" Remus questioned.

"Uncle Moony!" the Potter children chorused.

Tony quickly dragged Laura Lupin and the identical twins Dorea and Alexandra Black as far away from their parents as they thought they could get away with, while Violet and Ginny (who had shown up out of nowhere) started to talk about Quidditch with Romulus.

Emmeline was still holding little Stephen (he had just turned three last week and was very adorable) and Regulus was doing the same for his son Marius who wasn't quite two yet.

"How's the pregnancy going, Mar?" Dorcas questioned her friend.

"Well, I don't have morning sickness anymore, so I would say it's going well. How's it going with goblin relations?"

"Let's just say Binns might finally have something else but the rebellions to teach about goblins, especially thanks to the new rights they have thanks to Emmeline and Lily."

"It was the right thing to do!"

"Anyways, did you see Caradoc? He owes me a Mimbulus Mimbletonia," Alice asked the Blacks.

"No, sorry," Sirius denied. "But I saw Milton! Remind me, was that wife three or four?"

"I think it's number five," Benjy argued.

Their squabble continues like this for a couple of minutes before Tony yelled, "The train's coming!"

"Harry!" Holly cheered, while the other young kids did likewise with their respective siblings.

"I wonder if they're in our old compartment?" James mused.

"You'll see. I want to meet this Hermione Harry has written so much about." Lily quickly grabbed Tony's shirt.

"You will see her long enough when she's ov-" James paused. "Lils? Is that your sister or am I seeing things?"

Lily looked in the direction her husband pointed at. "It is! Wonder how they got here. I know neither Vernon nor Dudley is magical."

"Hello Lily," Petunia greeted tonelessly when she arrived with Dudley and Camellia in tow.

"Hello Petunia. I would not have expected you here."

"I'm here because Camellia has shown signs of magic and I'm not that cruel."

Lily winched in sympathy. "How did Vernon take it?"

"We're divorced. It's actually a good thing," Petunia smiled when Lily was about to offer her condolences. "I never realized how much I missed work. I'm now a secretary for a small computer firm. Nothing very important or anything, but I get the money I need."

"Aunt Petunia? Is that you?" a new voice questioned from behind Lily.

"Hello Harry!" both women greeted.

"I see Holly has already found you," Lily continued, seeing her daughter hugging her son's leg.

"Yeah, she did. Back to my question now…"

"It's me. We suspect Camellia is magical," Petunia answered her nephew's silent question.

Harry turned to Camellia. "Congratulations, I guess. But don't be disappointed if you don't get a letter, okay? As my family you have a standing invitation for all Gryffindor Quidditch matches until I leave school. And by that point Tony will have taken over."

"Why would your cousin come to see you lose?" Draco Prewett-Black taunted. "We all know Ravenclaw is going to win next year."

"Nah, Hufflepuff," Neville argued.

"Boys," Hermione Granger groaned. "How about we wait until after the summer to argue about the new Quidditch season?"

"Sounds like a plan," Cygnus Black agreed. "By that point at least the… Dursleys?", he looked at the family for confirmation, "Will know enough that they can join the conversation too instead of just awkwardly standing next to you."

"Thank you," Dudley said after ten seconds, as if the concept of being polite was new to him. Which wasn't that big of a stretch, Lily guessed.

"Aunt Lily? Grandma Rose told us you're a Healer. Is that something like a doctor?" Camellia asked.

"In a way. Their tasks are basically the same, but we use very different techniques."

"So basically it's like when me and Lucy - that's my best friend - go to school? She rides her bike and I walk, but we still have the same destination," Camellia pronounced the last word carefully.

After a few seconds to think about it, Lily replied, "Yes, although I can't say I've ever heard that comparison before. Thank you for coming, but I'm afraid we had already planned something for today."

Seeing how let down most of the children were, James proposed, "Of course, you could join us? You and Hermione too, Mr. and Mrs. Granger. We just wanted to do a picnic in the woods near our house. There's this beautiful opening and it would be no trouble to bring more food."

"I don't think we really have a choice if we don't want our daughter to hate us, judging from the look she's giving us," Mr. Granger replied. Petunia nodded in agreement.

Hermione blushed while the other children laughed.

"I'm Emma and that's my husband John. Just, er, how big is your family?" she questioned, looking at the large group.

Every magical adult and most of their children laughed at this. Petunia, Emma and John, as well as their children looked lost, not getting the joke.

"You still have a lot to learn a lot about the magical world," Sirius smiled as they went towards the gate.