"Uncle George, you'll send me stuff from your shop, right?" Lily asked her favorite uncle, who had just been assuring his son, Fred, that the Giant Squid wouldn't try and eat him. He was about to reply when Ginny Potter, Lily's mother, cut in.
"Absolutely not!" She then turned on her brother, "And you will not give her anything, understand?"
"Of course, Gin. She's not getting anything from me." Behind Ginny's back, George winked at Lily, who replied with a mischievous grin.
"Lighten up little sis. How much harm can she cause?" Ron, another one of Ginny's brothers asked. Harry Potter, Lily's dad, was the one who replied to this question.
"You're not getting a letter every week about your kid's behavior, are you?" he let out a sigh before continuing, "Sometimes I wish she was more like Albus and James." Harry motioned over to his sons, who were talking to Percy.
"Uncle Percy, how do you get into the Ministry? We both want to work there so bad!" James Potter was asking Percy. He smirked at his nephew and replied in a pompous manner.
"Work hard boys. You've already made Head Boy, which I did as well, and that's a great start," Percy then turned his attention to Albus, "and you're a prefect, both positions of authority. Make sure you do well on your N.E.W.T. exams. Always stay on top of your school work. You'll get there eventually." Ginny watched the exchange and then turned her attention back to Harry and Ron.
"They're thinking about their careers, but all Lily can think about is Quidditch, misbehaving, and boys."
"They can't all be good, can they?"
"I guess not."
The warning bell for the Hogwarts Express sounded, and all the Weasleys and Potters headed on to the train. Ginny couldn't help but think that this would be the last year her children would be together at Hogwarts. The Potters waved to their parents as the train pulled away from Platform 9 ¾.
James Potter, the oldest, was heading into his seventh and final year as Head Boy. He had reddish-brown hair, and had a very striking resemblance to Ginny's brother, Charlie. His cousins and siblings were always making fun of him for being such a stickler for the rules. They called him a spoil sport. His aunts, uncles, and parents said he was just like his uncle and one of Ginny's other brothers, Percy.
Albus Potter, the middle child, looked exactly like his father, Harry Potter. They even had the same startling emerald eyes. Albus was a sixth year Slytherin prefect, while his siblings were in Gryffindor. Many people were not expecting a Potter to be in Slytherin, but neither Albus nor any of the family cared. He was also a chaser on the Quidditch team. He may have been a bit more fun then James, but he still did respect the authority of the Hogwarts.
Lily Potter, the youngest, was the trouble maker of the family. A few of the professors at school that had been around for a while were constantly telling her that she reminded them of her grandfather, James Potter. Even more faculty members and her entire family said that she a carbon copy of Ginny's late brother Fred and his twin George. Lily had Weasley red hair and brown eyes like her mother. She was a fifth year, but she had not become a prefect like her older brothers. She played too many pranks and never paid attention during class. However, Lily was always able to pay attention at Quidditch. She was the keeper and had made captain this year.
"Soon they'll be moving away, getting jobs, and forgetting about us, honey." Ginny told her husband. Harry shook his head and wrapped an arm around Ginny.
"They'll never forget about us."
A/N: I had a shorter chapter here, but I didn't like it so I added some stuff. I hope you like this one better. Whatever you like, let me know with a review!