The Next Generation- Trouble Continued
Author's Note: This story takes place three years after John, Chris and Jessica's first year at Hogwarts. It is the summer before they start their fourth year and the introduction to a couple new characters and family members.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry potter or the characters, just my original characters that will show up in this story. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~* chapter 1
Being a parent was probably one of the last things you would let Fred or George Weasley be if you saw they were in school. But it is pretty surprising on how seeing your firstborn child smile at you can change the live of even two of the most troublesome people alive.
"I was wondering when you two would wake up." Said Angelina cheerfully as Fred entered the kitchen with their two-year-old daughter, Jackie, on his back. She was light skinned and had green eyes which she had got from Fred's side. She was his pride and joy and he would go to the edge of the world for her.
"Why did we have to wake up extra early for again?" Fred asked, sitting their daughter into her high chair.
"We're going to the Quidditch world cup." Said Angelina and Fred yawned, looking across the table at his daughter.
"I suppose you'll be staying to, eh kiddo?" he asked.
"Daddy, you sleep good?" she asked and Fred reached across the table, brushing her bangs out of her face. Angelina smiled at him as she worked on breakfast.
"Of course love."
"Hmm, I remember when you use to call me that." Said Angelina and Fred began to blush.
What, jealous?" he asked and She frowned.
"Shut up." She muttered and Fred got up, kissing the side of her neck.
"I love you too." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
George frowned slightly at the sound of giggling while he was trying to sleep. He felt some weight on his chest, and woke up to se his two year old son, Jake, sitting on his chest, staring at him with bright blue eyes. He grinned and George ran his fingers over his son's messy light red hair. "Hey mate. What are doing up so early?" he asked.
"I'm going with you." He answered cheerfully. George sighed and looked over at his clock.
"Oh yeah, the world cup." He said and got up, his son following him. The little boy looked like him in all ways but the eyes and the fact his hair was lighter/ He stood on the toilet seat and watched his dad brush his teeth and begin to shave.
"Why are you doing that?" he asked and George looked at his son in confusion.
"Oh right. this is so I won't have hair on my face and your mum won't be afraid to kiss me." Answered George and the little boy frowned at the thought of kisses.
"Breakfast time boys!" called Alicia and George began o race his son down the stairs. Alicia smiled at them as George threw his son up in the air and caught him again.
"You two look nice." She said and George grinned.
"Yeah, well Hermione did help us out last week on giving the Weaseys a few tips on Muggle clothes." He said and Jake hugged onto his mother's leg.
"Dad cut all the hair off his face for you, mummy." He informed. "So you won't be afraid to kiss him." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Josh was rushing around the house looking for his Transfiguration report that Ginny had to confirm before he had any permission to go to the world cup with Harry and Sara. Harry watched his son, shaking his head as he pulled the book from under the couch and pulled out a half finished essay and ran into the kitchen where his sister was tying a letter to Hedwig's leg.
"I found it!" he announced and Ginny took the essay from him, examining it. "So, you aren't gonna give my ticket to Uncle Percy are you?" Harry snorted as he ate, but didn't say anything as Ginny handed the parchment back to her son and agreed.
"So, we'll be meeting at Grandpa Weasley's right?" asked Sara, finally starting on her breakfast. Harry nodded and Josh sat down, scowling a little.
"Right, the World Cup is being held in the same place it was when we went. It shouldn't take too long."
"That means portkeys doesn't it?" asked Josh, dropping his fork. Harry smiled across the table at him.
"That's exactly what it means." Josh groaned and began to pick at his food.
"I hate portkeys." Sara was looking inside of a Quidditch magazine that was probably Josh's.
"Who cares where it's held. I just can't wait to get his autograph." She said and Josh snatched the magazine away.
"Viktor Krum, what's so dreamy about him?" asked the boy and d Harry snorted. That sounded so much like Ron. Sara grabbed the magazine and frowned at his brother.
"Who cares how he looks. He's the wickedest Quidditch player EVER. next to you dad." Sara said, but Harry shrugged it off. "And he has a model broom named after him! I envy any girl that ever dated him.
"Tell that to your aunt Hermione" laughed Ginny. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Morning love." Said Hermione cheerfully when Ron had entered the kitchen fully dressed, but still tired. Alex was sitting at one end of the table with her head down and sleep while John worked on some of his Hogwarts work and continued to doze off at times. Then, there was Jordan, and the twins. They were the newer additions to the family. Jordan was the two year old red head who continued to get himself into trouble, and the twins were a year younger and like Fred ad George in personality. Michael and Matthew Weasley also know as Matt and Mikey are the newest additions and make Fred and George seem like perfect little angels.
"I can't believe we're actually bringing all out kids to the world cup with us." Said Ron, watching Jordan and the twins throw pieces of eggs at each other. "There's no way we'll be able to keep up with them." Hermione pointed at something in a chair.
"They're baby carriers. Put them on your back and you can easily carry your child every where." She said brightly and Ron sighed.
"Bugger." Muttered John and his parents shot him a look. "Sorry." He added quickly ad his younger brothers began to laugh, but Alex was deep into an issue of Witch Weekly.
"Mum, guess what! Viktor Krum is going to come to Hogwarts this year!" she announced and Ron frowned.
"Hermione, does falling for Bulgarians run in your side of the family?" asked Ron with a frown. Alex looked quickly up at her father.
"No way daddy! I don't like him. I just find him interesting. I wouldn't go through everything all those other girls go through." She said. "It's weird."
"Tell your mum that." John looked up from his homework in curiosity.
"What do you mean?" he asked n ad Hermione glared at her husband before zipping the baby bag closed and leaning against the counter, facing her kids.
"Our fourth year Viktor came to visit and it was for the Triwizard tournament. Well first there was the Yule ball coming up and being the prat your father was, he wanted to ask me to the ball as a last resort and went all jealous when I went to the ball with Krum." Alex and John looked at their dad in surprise.
"So what did dad do? Hex him?" asked John anxiously. "Probably explains why he looks so unpleasant."
"No, he always looked like that." Said Ron and the kids cringed.
"Well any way, your father and I had argued about Krum all the way up 'til sixth year, when we finally got over the fact that we were meant for each other." Said Hermione, then began to get the twins out their high chairs. Alex got up to help clean her younger siblings.
"I dunno mum, maybe before you dropped Krum like a ton of bricks, you should have introduced him to a few smiles." Said John. "Would have helped his appearance a bit." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Mrs. Weasley smiled brightly as her children and grandkids gathered outside the Burrow. Mr. Weasley had the twins wrestling with him while everyone checked to see that they had everything they would need. Fred and George had nearly lost Jake and Jackie, but noticed they were playing with Jordan, who had spotted a gnome and went chasing after it.
"Are you sure you don't want to come along with us Mrs. Weasley? It'll be great." Said Harry as Ron struggled to get Matt. or Mikey, Harry wasn't too sure, into the baby carrier. Jordan was holding Sara's hand and was bouncing up and down excitedly. Jake was up on George's shoulders, and Jackie was holding on to Angelina's hand and giggling at the way her grandfather and father were acting.
"I'm fine Harry dear. Just bring me back something." Mr. Weasley looked around and made sure the kids were all paired up.
"Perfect. Well Molly dear, we'll be on our way." Said Mr. Weasley, kissing her cheek. "See you in three days." He said and the family set off.
Author's Note: This story takes place three years after John, Chris and Jessica's first year at Hogwarts. It is the summer before they start their fourth year and the introduction to a couple new characters and family members.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry potter or the characters, just my original characters that will show up in this story. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~* chapter 1
Being a parent was probably one of the last things you would let Fred or George Weasley be if you saw they were in school. But it is pretty surprising on how seeing your firstborn child smile at you can change the live of even two of the most troublesome people alive.
"I was wondering when you two would wake up." Said Angelina cheerfully as Fred entered the kitchen with their two-year-old daughter, Jackie, on his back. She was light skinned and had green eyes which she had got from Fred's side. She was his pride and joy and he would go to the edge of the world for her.
"Why did we have to wake up extra early for again?" Fred asked, sitting their daughter into her high chair.
"We're going to the Quidditch world cup." Said Angelina and Fred yawned, looking across the table at his daughter.
"I suppose you'll be staying to, eh kiddo?" he asked.
"Daddy, you sleep good?" she asked and Fred reached across the table, brushing her bangs out of her face. Angelina smiled at him as she worked on breakfast.
"Of course love."
"Hmm, I remember when you use to call me that." Said Angelina and Fred began to blush.
What, jealous?" he asked and She frowned.
"Shut up." She muttered and Fred got up, kissing the side of her neck.
"I love you too." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
George frowned slightly at the sound of giggling while he was trying to sleep. He felt some weight on his chest, and woke up to se his two year old son, Jake, sitting on his chest, staring at him with bright blue eyes. He grinned and George ran his fingers over his son's messy light red hair. "Hey mate. What are doing up so early?" he asked.
"I'm going with you." He answered cheerfully. George sighed and looked over at his clock.
"Oh yeah, the world cup." He said and got up, his son following him. The little boy looked like him in all ways but the eyes and the fact his hair was lighter/ He stood on the toilet seat and watched his dad brush his teeth and begin to shave.
"Why are you doing that?" he asked and George looked at his son in confusion.
"Oh right. this is so I won't have hair on my face and your mum won't be afraid to kiss me." Answered George and the little boy frowned at the thought of kisses.
"Breakfast time boys!" called Alicia and George began o race his son down the stairs. Alicia smiled at them as George threw his son up in the air and caught him again.
"You two look nice." She said and George grinned.
"Yeah, well Hermione did help us out last week on giving the Weaseys a few tips on Muggle clothes." He said and Jake hugged onto his mother's leg.
"Dad cut all the hair off his face for you, mummy." He informed. "So you won't be afraid to kiss him." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Josh was rushing around the house looking for his Transfiguration report that Ginny had to confirm before he had any permission to go to the world cup with Harry and Sara. Harry watched his son, shaking his head as he pulled the book from under the couch and pulled out a half finished essay and ran into the kitchen where his sister was tying a letter to Hedwig's leg.
"I found it!" he announced and Ginny took the essay from him, examining it. "So, you aren't gonna give my ticket to Uncle Percy are you?" Harry snorted as he ate, but didn't say anything as Ginny handed the parchment back to her son and agreed.
"So, we'll be meeting at Grandpa Weasley's right?" asked Sara, finally starting on her breakfast. Harry nodded and Josh sat down, scowling a little.
"Right, the World Cup is being held in the same place it was when we went. It shouldn't take too long."
"That means portkeys doesn't it?" asked Josh, dropping his fork. Harry smiled across the table at him.
"That's exactly what it means." Josh groaned and began to pick at his food.
"I hate portkeys." Sara was looking inside of a Quidditch magazine that was probably Josh's.
"Who cares where it's held. I just can't wait to get his autograph." She said and Josh snatched the magazine away.
"Viktor Krum, what's so dreamy about him?" asked the boy and d Harry snorted. That sounded so much like Ron. Sara grabbed the magazine and frowned at his brother.
"Who cares how he looks. He's the wickedest Quidditch player EVER. next to you dad." Sara said, but Harry shrugged it off. "And he has a model broom named after him! I envy any girl that ever dated him.
"Tell that to your aunt Hermione" laughed Ginny. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Morning love." Said Hermione cheerfully when Ron had entered the kitchen fully dressed, but still tired. Alex was sitting at one end of the table with her head down and sleep while John worked on some of his Hogwarts work and continued to doze off at times. Then, there was Jordan, and the twins. They were the newer additions to the family. Jordan was the two year old red head who continued to get himself into trouble, and the twins were a year younger and like Fred ad George in personality. Michael and Matthew Weasley also know as Matt and Mikey are the newest additions and make Fred and George seem like perfect little angels.
"I can't believe we're actually bringing all out kids to the world cup with us." Said Ron, watching Jordan and the twins throw pieces of eggs at each other. "There's no way we'll be able to keep up with them." Hermione pointed at something in a chair.
"They're baby carriers. Put them on your back and you can easily carry your child every where." She said brightly and Ron sighed.
"Bugger." Muttered John and his parents shot him a look. "Sorry." He added quickly ad his younger brothers began to laugh, but Alex was deep into an issue of Witch Weekly.
"Mum, guess what! Viktor Krum is going to come to Hogwarts this year!" she announced and Ron frowned.
"Hermione, does falling for Bulgarians run in your side of the family?" asked Ron with a frown. Alex looked quickly up at her father.
"No way daddy! I don't like him. I just find him interesting. I wouldn't go through everything all those other girls go through." She said. "It's weird."
"Tell your mum that." John looked up from his homework in curiosity.
"What do you mean?" he asked n ad Hermione glared at her husband before zipping the baby bag closed and leaning against the counter, facing her kids.
"Our fourth year Viktor came to visit and it was for the Triwizard tournament. Well first there was the Yule ball coming up and being the prat your father was, he wanted to ask me to the ball as a last resort and went all jealous when I went to the ball with Krum." Alex and John looked at their dad in surprise.
"So what did dad do? Hex him?" asked John anxiously. "Probably explains why he looks so unpleasant."
"No, he always looked like that." Said Ron and the kids cringed.
"Well any way, your father and I had argued about Krum all the way up 'til sixth year, when we finally got over the fact that we were meant for each other." Said Hermione, then began to get the twins out their high chairs. Alex got up to help clean her younger siblings.
"I dunno mum, maybe before you dropped Krum like a ton of bricks, you should have introduced him to a few smiles." Said John. "Would have helped his appearance a bit." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Mrs. Weasley smiled brightly as her children and grandkids gathered outside the Burrow. Mr. Weasley had the twins wrestling with him while everyone checked to see that they had everything they would need. Fred and George had nearly lost Jake and Jackie, but noticed they were playing with Jordan, who had spotted a gnome and went chasing after it.
"Are you sure you don't want to come along with us Mrs. Weasley? It'll be great." Said Harry as Ron struggled to get Matt. or Mikey, Harry wasn't too sure, into the baby carrier. Jordan was holding Sara's hand and was bouncing up and down excitedly. Jake was up on George's shoulders, and Jackie was holding on to Angelina's hand and giggling at the way her grandfather and father were acting.
"I'm fine Harry dear. Just bring me back something." Mr. Weasley looked around and made sure the kids were all paired up.
"Perfect. Well Molly dear, we'll be on our way." Said Mr. Weasley, kissing her cheek. "See you in three days." He said and the family set off.