Thread: Back to the Good ol' Days | Lia & I

Nineteen mostly happy years had passed since that fateful day, when Voldemort had finally been defeated. It would be silly to say a certain Chosen One beat the Dark Lord on his own, for the boy had had plenty of help from both friends, teachers and beasts alike. All risking their lives in order to help rid the Wizarding world of the Dark Lord once and for all. The Chosen One had simple been the final act, disarming the Heir of Slytherin as he spoke the two words of one of the three Unforgivable Curses, 'Avada Kedavra' . In those years, Harry Potter married Ginny Weasley, became Head of the Auror Office, and had three children. The first, and oldest, was James Sirius Potter II. Named after Harry's own father, and God father, James is mostly likely to get in trouble for making mischief and teasing his siblings. Albus Severus Potter was born soon after, who was named after Albus Dumbledore and Severus Snape. Albus, however, resembled Harry more than his two other siblings. With Harry's untidy black hair, and bright green eyes, much like Harry's mother. Albus was soon followed by Lily Luna Potter, named after Harry's own mother. Since she isn't important, we'll skip her. oOoOo The man in question, was standing idly by the train headed for Hogwarts. It was the middle of the year, and not many reasons could have compelled both Harry and his loving wife Ginny to be standing there with luggage in hand. They had received a letter not but three days ago stating, in a lovely female voice, that their two boys, Albus and James II would be facing off against the Slytherian's in a Quaditch match. If there was anything Harry loved more than Ginny -- yes, that's right -- it was Quaditch anything to do with flying, really. And he was not about to miss a chance to cheer his boy's on. As for their daughter Lily, they had decided to leave her in the care of George, her uncle, as he seemed to be the only person available. As the whistle sounded, several parents filed into the somewhat smaller train for their ride to Hogwarts. Ginny, with her fiery red hair, slipped into the first empty 'room', pulling Harry inside with her, only to shut the door immediately, clearly against the idea of sitting with anyone but her husband. Even after all these years, Harry was still somewhat of a celebrity. Which was no surprise, but could be a little irritating at times when she wanted to spend alone time with him. Speaking of Ginny, her appearance had changed only slightly there were a few lines under her eyes from the stress of having three children, and her hair now only hit the middle of her neck. Her eyes and skin had lost most of their youthful luster, and if one looked closely enough, they could find a few gray hairs but what she retained was her competitive, jealous attitude. Likewise, Harry Potter had maintained the same basic appearance from nineteen years ago. The jet black, untidy hair was the same, save for a few inches longer, so the sides touched the middle of both ears his bangs cut haphazardly, some strands long enough to go over the rims of his glasses. The lightening shaped scar underneath had not vanished, but faded with time it was merely a thing of memories, nothing more. A mark of his youth, of his fight for not only his own survival, but for that of his friends and fellow wizards. And like years before, Harry did little to improve his appearance, though most would say he didn't need to anyway. He had grown a few inches in that time, his body was still in shape, save for a few new muscles he had developed wrestling and such with his two boys. oOoOo Come on, Harry. Hermione??s impatient voice drifted through Harry's foggy thoughts as he drifted in and out of sleep Ginny sitting beside him, in much the same state. It had been a long ride, but they were finally at Hogwarts, and Hermione had reverted to her bossy self. It made the green eyed male smile a little as he reached for his bags. The married couple barely had enough time to wake up before they were pushed out of the train, to be greeted by Neville Longbottom, the Herbology teacher, and another teacher who were there to escort the parents to their assigned rooms. Unfortunately, this meant being separated from all female realities, such as wives, and being placed in a shared bedroom with as many as one other to five men. Harry sighed in a resigned way as Ginny was led away with the other female parents, having enough time to only lay a kiss on her cheek. Well , he wondered as he headed inside, who am I sharing a room with? Hopefully old friends!