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Nineteen Years Later

It was a large family that pushed trolleys loaded with trunks, and heaped with cages, across Pancras Road from St. Pancras to Kings Cross.

At the head of the procession was a woman in her late thirties, with her auburn hair in the asymmetrical bob that was becoming popular on the Continent, holding the hand of a nine year old girl with rainbow dyed hair. Behind them came four children of growing age: an eleven year old boy with his long curly black hair pulled into a tail to keep it under control pushing a trolley with an eagle owl in a cage. Beside him was his sister, the twelve year old with slightly lighter hair than her mother, nearly a true ginger, her trolley and trunk was topped with a flat-faced cat that wouldn't be out of place with a pithy saying captioning her picture. In the second rank of trolleys was a blond boy in her early teens and his year or two older sister with black hair, a study in contrasts, though they had nearly identical snowy owls in cages atop their trolleyed trunks. Bringing up the rear was a blond haired man with his long straight hair tied at the back like his youngest son, talking with his eldest son, with curly auburn hair clipped nearly to his scalp.

"Is there a reason we couldn't have come back yesterday and had a night to relax?" asked the eldest son of his father.

"Harry, you know your mother, she wanted to spend as much time on vacation as possible, and when she saw that it was a two hour difference between trains, well, she figured it'd be easier to just walk from St. Pancras to Kings Cross," he explained. "Plus, it's not like you have to worry about anything, you've got your NEWTs."

"Still, it'd be nice to not have to rush," said Harry. At that, he rushed forward, catching the cage that was just about to fall off his sister's trunk. "Careful there Cissy."

The raven tressed girl grabbed the cage from her older brother, and set it back atop the trunk. She then continued to talk with her younger brother, completely ignoring Harry.

"She's still mad at me," said Harry, returning to his father.

"You transfigured her favorite swimsuit into a larger version of Deegee's," the father replied with a chuckle. "She may have liked the ponies before she went to Hogwarts, but she's grown out of it now."

"Andy still likes them," said Harry in response.

"Andy is a special case," said his father. "I think she likes them just to tweak your mum."

"It's working, especially since Andy taught Deegee how to do her hair in a rainbow," said Harry with a it of a chuckle.

"I think the Head of the DMLE will be having a word with her newest Auror Trainee," added his father.

"Andromeda Nymphadora Lupin!" came the shout from the auburn haired thirty-something, as she escorted her youngest through the barrier to Platform 9 3/4. Dozens of young witches and wizards mumbled about "all three names" in response.

Halfway down the platform a rainbow-haired young woman in a maroon robe panicked mid-snog with a strawberry blonde about two years her junior. The two broke apart cautiously.

"What did you do this time Andy?" asked the strawberry blonde seventeen year old.

"Not sure Vik," she replied, wiping a bit of saliva from her mouth with the sleeve of her Auror Trainee robes. "But whatever it is, best you get on the Express."

"What, no parting snog?" asked the young wizard.

"Vik, if you don't get on the Express before my Mum gets here, we're both going to be in trouble," said Andy, standing up straight. "Now move your arse, handsome as it is, and git."

Viktor Weasley gave his fiancé a peck on the cheek before grabbing his rucksack, which held a shrunk version of his trunk, and fled into the safety of the Hogwarts Express.

"Hello Mum," said Andy Lupin as Rose Potter-Malfoy, her godmother and Head of the DMLE, finally stalked up to her. "Sup Deegee?"

"Mum's mad about my hair," said the nine year old Dorea Ginevra Malfoy, who like her cousin, and eldest sister, Andy, and Andy's mother before her, was a metamorphamagus.

"Darn right I'm mad about her hair," said Rose. "Do you know how hard it was to explain away my daughter, who until yesterday was content to have her father's blond locks, suddenly having rainbow hair?"

"Um, no?" replied Andy. "Though, I assume it was fine, since you didn't cause a major international incident by obliviating a bunch of frogs."

Rose just shook her head, "You're just lucky I love you, Andy, or else you'd suddenly be picking up the worst assignments on your training rotation."

"You'd do that to Uncle Ron?" asked Andy.

"After what Luna told me her husband did at the DVLA, I'm not sure he doesn't deserve it," replied Rose.

Andy looked surprised, her hair fading from the rainbow to its natural dark brown, "What's he do?"

"Apparently Auror Weasley decided that he didn't need to follow the law, and obliviated a driving instructor. You know how your Aunt Mione is trying to encourage Aurors to get their Driving License, in her effort to make it easier on her department. Perhaps by the time you're finished with training you'll get some training with the Yard to better integrate," explained Rose.

"Well, I guess I'll be in good company then," said Andy.

"All right, well, since you're here, Auror Trainee Lupin, and in uniform," said Rose, gesturing to the maroon robe her goddaughter wore. "Might as well put you to work. The Express'll be leaving in fifteen minutes, so we're about to get the rush from your cousins."

"How's it going Mione?" asked Draco Malfoy, as he watched his wife, daughter, and goddaughter talk from a safe distance.

"It's going well, Emma's still demanding she get to go early, Dan's ready for his second year, and Louis still has he crush on Deegee," replied Hermione Zabini-Granger, head of the DMAC, and thus in charge of non-political Muggle-Magical relations.

"And Blaise?"

"He's good," replied Hermione with a smile on her face. "Thanks for watching the kids while we enjoyed our anniversary."

"You two still having fun with the Blessing?" asked Draco.

"As long as Blaise only enjoys my ministrations, then he's back to his normal self when we're done," she replied, the hint of a blush creeping up her neck. "You and Rose should try it."

"With her luck? I'd get stuck too, and then Sev'd have to take over my seat on the Wizengamot, and my mum would kill me, not to mention what my dad would do," replied Draco. He shuddered, "No, best not to play with fire."

Hermione chuckled, "Come on, even Luna got Ron to play for a bit. Only a week, but she showed me pictures of Billie, and Ron makes a pretty good witch."

"Billie?" asked Draco. He then shook his head, "Nevermind, I don't want to know."

Hermione just chuckled.

"So, Siri …"

"… You ready for Hogwarts?"

"Hey Lils, Tuney," greeted Sirius Lucius Black, as he sat down across from his twin cousins. "And yeah, I think I'm ready."

"So what House …"

"… Do you think you'll be in?"

Siri shrugged, "Not sure. Andy was a Puff like her mother and Harry a Gryff like our mums. Both Cissy and Sev are Snakes, but Luna's a Claw, so it's not like there's any family predilection."

"Using words like that …"

"… And you'll be an Eagle in the morning."

"Worked out well for Aunt Luna," said Siri with a shrug. "But as a Black, it is traditional for me to be in Slytherin, though I wouldn't be the first to join the Lions."

"Since Andy isn't …"

"… Your mother's daughter."

"You might …"

"… End up a Badger."

"It would complete the set, though I'm pretty sure Deegee will be following her idol into Hufflepuff. Did you catch their matching hair?"

"It almost made us want …"

"… The magic of friendship."

The three cousins then dissolved into laughter.

Two compartments down, a group of four friends had gathered.

"So, how was France?" asked one of the two ginger witches. She held her toad securely within it's plastic box on her lap, since she'd heard enough of her father's first trip that Sigmund never left his case.

"It was good Alice, stayed at Chateau Delacour with Aunt Gabby for most of it, but the last week was in Paris. We left this morning, though not without difficulties from Deegee," replied Luna Hermione Potter.

"Did you see any of the museums? Mum and dad took as there last summer when you all went to Rio, and we probably spent half our time going from from one Musée to another," asked the dark skinned and bushy haired rising second year wizard.

"Dan, enough with the cultural stuff, I want to hear about what really matters," said the third ginger in the compartment. "Did you catch any Quidditch games?"

The three others int he compartment all groaned.

"Arty, not all of us are as obsessed with the game as you and your dad are," complained Alice Longbottom.

"Says the witch who's mum only stopped playing for the Harpies when she was five months pregnant with your older brother," joked Arthur Weasley. "Now she works the sports beat for my mum's paper."

"Well, to answer your question Arty, yes, we did see some Quidditch. Aunt Gabby's nearly as good as my mum on a broom," confirmed Luna. "And yes Dan, we did visit our share of Musêes, so your can tell your mum that we did fine in that regard, though I'm sure she knows, since she was in contract with my mum almost every day."

As the scarlet steam engine of the Hogwarts express pulled out of Platform 9 3/4, Rose Potter-Malfoy, leaned into her husband's shoulder, and sighed.

"Glad they're off?" asked Draco.

"Yes, glad they're off. And remind me next year that we need at least a day between vacation and school," said Rose.

"You're still stressing about Deegee's hair?"

"No, I just wanted to guilt Andy into watching her for the rest of the day," said Rose. She extracted her wand from the holster she kept up the sleeve of her blouse, "You know, with Andy and Harry watching Deegee, we can duck away for a few hours of fun."

"Speaking of which, Mione said that she and Blaise have been having fun with our favorite Blessing," said Draco, giving his wife a peck on the cheek.

"Did you tell her about your experience with it?"

Draco blushed himself, "No, though she did encourage me to experiment."

"What do you think she'd do if she knew we'd been experimenting since that night in Gryffindor Tower?"

"She'd probably wonder how you got the Blessing to take effect immediately."

"Considering how much that witch knows, you'd think she'd think to change the inflection."

FINIS

Note: Fixed an error in the Alice-Luna-Dan-Arthur scene (I had forgotten who was who's daughter, thanks LadyRainDancer.