Quelques ans après-A few years later by Kinnu

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A family of four stumbled out of one of the less-used fireplaces at the overseas Ministry of magic Floo.

"Shove it, sis."

"Really! I'm not the one hogging the fireplace," his sister snapped.

"Both of you, move it!" drawled their father, stepping out aristocratically.

"Moving, dad," they both said in a monotone.

"Seriously, if you three don't move..."

The father and the kids rolled their eyes and moved over to the side, not wanting a tirade to start.

Waiting for them was the Minister of Magic himself, but he looked like he was stupefied into oblivion.

Chuckling quietly, Draco Malfoy waved his hands in front of Kingsley Shacklebolt.

"You could have just told me you found me very attractive, Minister."

Aiming a glare at the back of her husband's head, Hermione Granger Malfoy extended a hand but still hesitantly said, "Um, Kingsley... Hi!"

Snapping out of his reverie, Kingsley hugged Hermione, ignoring her extended hand.

"Hermione Granger-"he started.

"It’s Malfoy now, Minister," said Malfoy, coolly crossing his hands and leaning against the wall." And don't look so shocked; though I know you always fancied me."


"Stop that, Draco," she scolded. "And Kingsley—"she said moving closer to her husband, who wrapped an arm around her waist. "We got married."


"You should ask 'Mione here for help in increasing your vocabulary, Minister." Malfoy said.

"Ignore Draco, Kingsley, and these--" pointing to her two eleven-year-old kids, Scorpius and Siria Malfoy, who were almost identical, with Malfoy's blond hair and Hermione's hazel-brown eyes, she proudly said, "are our kids."

"Wow! They're gorgeous."

"Of course, Minister, with parentage like theirs, it's inevitable, isn't it?"

"Don't be so cocky, Draco." She threw him a warning look and asked Kingsley, "How are you?"

"Fine, I guess and how are you doing, little dears?"

"We are good, thank you," said the twins together courteously.

"Wonderful manners, Hermione. Thank goodness they didn't get their father's manners!" He said chuckling as Malfoy growled low in his throat.

"Draco here has the same exquisite manners he had earlier, Kingsley. Anyway, I want a favour of you..."

"Sure, Hermione."

"Um... don't tell anyone we're here .We'll reacquaint with everyone at our own pace."


"Minister, we need some time," Draco cut in, "and we'll stay with my parents ‘til then."

"Have fun convincing your parents, Malfoy," said Kingsley laughing.

"Actually, Kingsley, his parents already know. Only both our parents were at our wedding. They are at Malfoy Manor now and must be waiting for us."


"Thanks, Kingsley, and don't tell anyone, please."

"Uh-huh. Get going then and ask me if you need any more help."

Nodding at him, Hermione and the kids vanished into the fireplace.

Stepping into the Floo, Malfoy looked back and sincerely said," Thanks, Minister." Then reverting back to his smirking self, winked and said, "Don't dream about me, Minister, as tempting as it may be." Then he vanished into the fireplace.

Shaking his head as if to figure out if it was a dream or not, Kingsley walked back to his office, trying to think of all the ways he could tell everyone without breaking his promise.

And not surprisingly, he was distracted all day.


"HARRY POTTER, if you don't get down this instant with those kids of yours—"

"Don't get your knickers in a twist, Gin, really! We’re coming..."

"Don't tell me not to get frustrated, Potter. I don't realise why I married you sometimes."

"Back to Potter now, are we? Gin, we have time left to go. "

"Shut up! Mom will be in a hurry. Everyone's coming over and I need to help her. I have to get the kids ready, get ready myself, and get your lazy self ready, OH MY GOD!"

"Calm down, Gin. It's only the family. I'll get the kids ready. You go get ready. Go!"

As soon as Ginny Potter went up the stairs, Harry Potter went up the stairs in Grimmauld Place.

"Albus, James, Lily—we're going to the Burrow. Get ready fast or your mom will be behind you on a broomstick." Chuckling to himself, Harry picked up an old photo of the Golden trio as Ginny entered the room. He missed Hermione so much.

Hearing him sigh, Ginny placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"She'll come back, Harry. Don't worry. She must be missing you guys as much as you miss her."

"Hmm...I wonder if she's married or has kids. How does her husband look? What was she doing all these years? I want to know, Gin."

"MOM, DAD—we're getting late. Come on, I want to meet everyone." shouted James Sirius Potter, the eldest of their children. A replica of Harry with unruly black hair but with his mother's brown eyes, James was in his second year at Hogwarts.

Their other kids-Lily Molly Potter and Albus Severus Potter were 11 year old unidentical twins. Lily had flaming red hair and her father's green eyes whereas Albus had reddish black hair with Ginny’s brown eyes.

Harry took a last look at his best friend's picture. Harry and Ron were Aurors and Harry was Head Auror. Their continued efforts to find her were futile. Didn't she realise how much they searched for her?

Hoping they would meet again soon, his family stepped into the Floo.

Little did the The-Boy-Who-Lived-Twice know that his wish would be fulfilled faster than he expected.

When they arrived at the Burrow, it felt like an explosion zone.

Everyone was running around, kids were hiding everywhere, Molly was fussing over Charlie's haircut, Ron was shouting loudly. They couldn't make out head or tail of what was happening.

Ginny went off to meet her mother; the kids ran off to play with the other kids, so Harry went and plopped down on a cushion beside Ron.

[The other kids being

-Bill and Fleur's kids –Victoire and Dominique Weasley. Victoire had blond hair and was in her third year at Hogwarts. Dominique was 10-yrs old and had flaming red Weasley hair.

-George and Angelina's kids-Fred Bilius and Koran Fred Weasley were identical twins. They were in their second year and of course, had FLAMING Red Weasley hair.

-Percy and Penelope's daughter-Kiara Weasley had blond hair like her mother and was 9-yrs old.

-Ron and Lavender's kids-Hugo Weasley was 11-yrs old, Rose Weasley was in her second year at Hogwarts and Lavender was 5-months pregnant. Hugo had dirty blonde hair like his mother and his father's blue eyes. Rose had the famous Weasley hair and brown eyes.

-Teddy Lupin was in his third year at Hogwarts]

Molly started calling everyone to set the table outdoors.

Harry ducked as a knife flew at him and started helping out himself.

Everyone was swishing their wands and setting everything up. Harry started laughing as one of the stray ribbons wrapped itself around Ron's neck. (Accidentally, of course!)

After all, it was Harry Potter's Birthday.

Everyone sat down and with a loud "Shut up everyone!" from Molly, it was quiet. PIN-DROP silence.

After that moment of silence, everyone started a loud chorus of Happy Birthday to You, Harry. Then a whole range of courses and Molly-licious food.

Finally, presents...

Harry got a homemade sweater, fudge from Arthur and Molly, WWW unreleased merchandise from George and Angelina, charmed parchment and Auror quills from Percy and Penelope, dress robes from Ron and Lavender and a charmed necklace to show Ginny's mood from Ginny (pretty helpful, huh!).

And as soon as he finished opening the gifts, a regal looking owl with the name plate Aurora swooped down, gave Harry an affectionate nip as though it had been told to do so, dropped a letter, a present and flew away.

Harry opened the gift first. It was a Swooper, an experimented, yet to be released advanced Broomstick (which Harry hadn't been able to get even with his name and connections).

After it was passed around and checked for dark magic or spells, Harry hesitantly picked up the letter and opened it.

On it was written,


Happy Birthday to You!


P.S. I miss all of you (especially Harry and Ron and Ginny)

P.S.S See You Soon

In Hermione's elegant script.



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