Albus put down the now dirty and tatty book from his first year about Hogwarts and opened the window of his room to let his owl, Sniffles, in. The writing on the letter obviously was Quinn's, Albus' best friend.

Hey Al!

Tyler and I will arrive the first of August. We'll see you!

Quinn.

Albus looked at his calendar. 1st of August. The bell rang, and Albus jumped across the so-called Weasley Kids Corridor.

He stopped at Victoire and Teddy's old room, and remembered Christmas when he was in first year. He had walked past and had heard 'weird noises', even though now it was obvious they were... enjoying themselves.

He walked on to the door when his cousins Fred and brother James ran past to open it.

"QUINN!" they chorused, and Fred hugged Quinn. Albus felt very strange and angry, even though he didn't quite get that.

"Hey Fred, James, Albus, how was your summer?"

"Fine. Better now" said Fred, and Quinn smiled. Fred spoke again, but Albus didn't hear.

"Oy! I'm here too!" said Tyler suddenly, and Albus moved to hug him too.

"Good to see you too, Tyler." he said. "Quinn, want to come in too?"

"Well, Fred just said he wanted to play Quidditch. And I accepted. Sorry Al, later perhaps."

"But-" started Albus, but Tyler interrupted. "Let's just go, Al, I don't s'pose she'll want to come with us."

***

"They're so annoying! I invited you guys and then they just take her to-" Albus started once they were in his room.

"I have some good news for you. I heard from Cordelia Goldstein, my dearest girlfriend, that we will be learning Apparition this year." he said, smiling.

"I know." said Albus, and then he heard screams come from outside. He looked out of his window and saw Quinn laying face down on the Quidditch pitch, her broom next to her, Fred and James running to her. He ran out of the door (Tyler following him) and yanked open the door, and he hurried to the pitch.

"QUINN!" he yelled, and he kneeled down over her.

"Hi Al." she said, as if falling from your broom was the most casual thing ever. Of course, she had fallen more often, yet still. People came running out of the house after the scream.

"What happened?" yelled Lily, Albus' little sister.

"Quinn fell" said Fred, his eyes watery.

"It's okay Freddie" said George, and he hugged his son.

"Hannah! Dear!" yelled Neville, as his wife was a Healer. The blond woman came running out of the Burrow too, followed by her five year old daughter, Violet Alice Longbottom.

"What is it?" she yelled, and took out her medicin bag. She whipped out her wand and muttered things.

"Can anyone carry her inside?" she asked, and Fred immediately took her in his arms. Albus sighed. He wanted to do it. Fred was stealing his best friend. Again.

***

"She'll be alright." said Hannah, and Fred sighed happily. He had been sitting next to her the entire time, holding her hand. It made Albus annoyed, a little angry and a feeling he could not describe.

"So then I can talk to her upstairs?" he asked, but Hannah shook her head.

"No. I'm very sorry dear, but she needs rest."

"Thanks to Fred and George." said Albus, and he earned glares from his Quidditch-playing family.

"He's right." said Hermione suddenly, also earning glares.

"It's Quidditch! 'Mione, it's freaking Quidditch!" yelled Ron, and Hermione glared at him.

"Well, she'll be alright in the evening."

***

Albus sat on his bed, Tyler and Quinn on the opposite one.

"I was rummaging in my closet, and then I found this." he said, and he held up the tatty Hogwarts secret's book.

"Oh my god! I remember that from our first year! That was from the Cloak!" Exclaimed Quinn, and Albus nodded, when a piece of paper fell out of the book.

Tyler picked it up, and it turned out to be a photo from first year. It had Scorpius, Rose, Albus, Tyler and Quinn on it.

"Wow. That was from when Malfoy was our friend." Said Tyler, and they all laughed.

"Yeah. He's a foul git now. But I'm hungry. I'll go get some food." Said Albus, and he got up, and left his room. He walked down the Weasley corridor to the kitchen.

When Albus entered the kitchen his Grandmother was there too.

"Hi there Albus, would you like some chocolate?" Albus nodded, and Grandma took out three bars.

"Share them with Tyler and Quinn." She said, and Albus nodded, before going back up.

"Got us some chocolate!" He said, when he was back upstairs. He threw Tyler and Quinn each a bar.

"I love chocolate." Said Quinn, her mouth full of it.

"I have an idea what we can do." Said Albus, and he closed his bedroom door.

"We can sneak into my parents' room and look around." he said, and Quinn nodded.

"They should have some cool stuff in there." Said Tyler.

Albus took the old Invisibility Cloak from his trunk and threw it over the three, but it didn't help, as they weren't exactly eleven anymore.

"Well, we'll do it the Muggle way then." Said Quinn, and she took off her shoes. They followed her out, tiptoeing through the Weasley Corridor to the Parents' part. They entered Harry and Ginny's room and closed the door.

"Okay, I'll stand guard." Said Tyler, and he stood in front of the door, in case someone came.

"Cool." Said Quinn, who opened the drawer at Ginny's side.

Albus opened one on Harry's side. Inside was: A Galleon, A broken mirror piece, a few photographs, a snitch, a chocolate frog card with Albus Dumbledore on it, a piece of rubble, and a pack of condoms.

Albus held up one. Quinn laughed.

"At least they still do it. My parents don't even sleep in one bed anymore." She said, and then Albus opened the next one.

There was an empty vile, a flask with weird shimmering liquid, and a rolled up piece of paper with names on it. At the top it said Dumbledore's Army.

Furthermore, there were more photographs. Albus looked at one where Harry stood with Dumbledore, and one where he stood with Hermione and Ron. He grabbed a few of the photographs and stuck them in his pocket.

"Albus, your mum and dad are coming!" Yelled Tyler, and Quinn and Albus ducked under the bed, as Tyler walked to the bathroom to hide.

"Harry, don't worry, he'll learn it. He's just like Fred and George." Said Ginny.

"I know, but still. Come inside, I want to talk to you." Said Harry.

"What's wrong?" Asked Ginny, anxiously.

"Nothing, but with all the children and my Auror business, we don't have much quality time. I want to have a sweet night out with you again, enjoy you. It's only a matter of time until we are being hunted down and killed."

"Are we being hunted?"

"No, I hope not. But you see, I just want to have a date with you, even though we're married."

Albus and Quinn looked at each other.

"You know Harry, sometimes when James and Fred are playing a joke again, it makes me think about Fred, and that makes me think about the war. You see, I know it's a tough subject, but you still never told me how you guys managed to kill him, after all this time." Albus heard his father sigh.

"I don't want to talk about it. One day I want to be able to go to my parents' ruined house and say: "it was worth it." And that just takes time. And I want to go to the ruined house to see if there are still stuff we should save. But it would make me feel bad. I want to, really." He started to cry.

"Shush, don't worry, we'll go there sometime. Besides, you and I should have a date again."

Quinn and Albus looked at each other with the same look. We're going there.

"Now, let's go and see if we can go out tomorrow, okay?" Said Ginny, and she pulled Harry up.

"Okay." They left, and Quinn and Albus came from under the bed.

"We need to go there." They chorused, and Albus felt his stomach make a jolt. Why? He didn't know.

***