Y/N POV

July 6th came around when Hermione and I were getting ready to surprise Anne at the orphanage. We were talking with her caretaker and she told us that she was holding a small 12th birthday party with the other children around 2. Mum offered to Apparate us there via Side-Along Apparation, so we took the offer, but it wasn't gonna be pleasant. Lana and Harry were staying back home to relax and Luna had went back with Uncle Xeno.

"I have to warn you," Mum told the both of us as she put on her coat. "It's not gonna be great the first time. At least you'll learn how to Apparte this year. I'm afraid I can't Apparate back though."

"That's alright," I said as Hermione took my hand. "We can teleport back or make a Portkey."

"How will it be like?" Hermione asked.

"I tell you, not so pleasant," Mum said. "When Dad, or Dumbledore, had to bring me anywhere, he made sure I was comfortable when he was apparating. I threw up the first time."

Hermione's grip on my hand as I reassured her I was gonna be there. Mum reached out both of her hands as we grabbed on. And just then, we were in a darkish cloud which made me lurch at how we were moving. I thought I was gonna lose my lunch. Good thing I have a strong stomach apparently.

Unfortunately, it wasn't the same for Hermione. As we arrived, Hermione immediately went for the nearest bin and threw up. We quickly went after her and I patted her back and held her hair back. Mum quickly apologized as Hermione was done, but Hermione said it was okay and she didn't know she would throw up. I grabbed her some water as we set down the owl we bought and Mum had apparated to Hogwarts.

"You gonna be okay, Love?" I asked as we sat down and I continued to rub her back and kissed her cheek.

"Yeah, I think so," Hermione said as she moved closer to me and looked me in the eyes. "Thanks for helping me with that back there, too." She managed a small smile on her face.

"Of course, babe," I said. "I'm your boyfriend, I have to make sure you're in good health."

"I appreciate that," She smiled again. "I would kiss you, but I'm afraid my breath smells."

I responded with a peck on her nose. "Then I guess that will do for right now," I smiled back. "Come on, Anne's waiting. Even if she doesn't know we're here.

A woman came outside where we were sitting and her footsteps grabbed our attention as we turned around. "Oh, are you two the couple that Anne has been telling me about?" She asked as we nodded. "I'm Grace, the party's about to start. Come in, come in!" She said with a smile as we both got up.

We walked into the room Grace led us to find kids around Anne's age or younger, watching the girl about to blow out her candles. Anne was in front of us, but didn't know we were behind her. Hermione and I looked at each other with smiles on our faces as we walked behind her and covered her eyes with our hands.
"Hey, who's there?" Anne asked as she felt both our hands. "Wait... Y/N? Hermione?" We both removed our hands as she turned around and smiled at us. "You came!" She cried happily and hugged the both of us. God, we missed her so much.

"Of course we would!" Hermione said. "How else were we gonna give you your gift?" I quickly went back (I couldn't use the ring, there are Muggles around), grabbed the owl and came back with it in my hands. Anne gasped as she laid her eyes on the owl. "You got an owl for me?" She asked.

"Yep," I said. "So that when you write to us, you don't have to wait for Hedwig to come around. You can send it immediately to us." I handed the cage to her as the other kids looked at us with strange looks. "Oh, and these too," Hermione gave her what Fred and George gave us.

'Why are those people giving her an owl?' I heard from one of them. 'That's weird.'

"Thank you so much!" Anne said as she unlocked the cage and the owl flew onto her arm as she giggled. "I think I'll name you Evie." The owl hooted at her happily as she giggled again. "I think you're happy with that. Are you both staying?" She asked us.

"Yeah, as long as you'd like," Hermione said. "We did come to visit you, we missed you a lot. We also have some things to tell you from the summer."

As time went on, Anne blew out the candles and we all wished her Happy Birthday. We had some cake and took some photos with Anne until seven in the evening when we had to leave. "Thank you for coming," Anne said. "I'm really glad you came today."

"Of course," Hermione said and hugged her. "We'll see you at Hogwarts soon, okay? We'll keep sending letters."

"That's fine," Anne said as she hugged me. "Still, I'm happy you came to visit."

"We did miss you," I said as I kissed her head. "And we hope you'll like your presents. We will see you soon. Bye, Anne!" We waved goodbye to her as she left with a smile on her face.

"I'd say that went well, did it?" Hermione said as we started walking in search for a spot where Muggles won't see us teleport home.

"Definitely. It was nice to see her again," I said as I wrapped my arm around her. "Apart from you throwing up."

"Oh, don't remind me about that, you prat," She chuckled and lightly punched me.

"But I'm your prat, remember?" I said. "Your cute, lovable prat."

"I can't believe you remembered that from our fourth year," She smiled, turned in front of me and kissed my lips softly. "But I'm glad you remember that, love."

"Always," I kissed her back and looked around as we stopped. "This spot's good, no-one's looking."

"Right, let's go," Hermione said as she held onto me and we teleported back home.

~Timeskip to a couple days later~

Harry POV

I was in a cafe reading the newest Daily Prophet article. I was dressed in some better clothes ever since I started living at Addison, or Mum's, place for nearly two months now. They had some catching up to do after Voldemort's return was true. The one I read had the title, "HARRY POTTER: THE CHOSEN ONE?"

"Harry Potter," Someone near me asked. "Who's Harry Potter?"

I pulled the paper down to find a rather attractive waitress in front of me. She was pretty too. Hopefully Lana and Y/N don't tease me about this. But Ginny was coming around to me.

"Oh, um, no-one," I said quickly. "Bit of a tosser."

'Yeah, a tosser in front of you," A different voice said in my head.

She went to clean the wrappings of my chips as she said, "Funny that paper of yours. Couple nights ago, I could swear I saw one of the pictures move."

"Really?" I asked her. She was pretty, no doubt, no Fleur Delacour that boys would flock over her, but her freckles on one of her cheeks looked similar to someone I know.

"Thought I'd gone round the twist," She said as she smiled at me.

"Hey, I was wondering..."

"Eleven. That's when I get off," She smiled again. "You can tell me all about that tosser Harry Potter." I watched her go as I took out a breath mint container.

"Well, well," Y/N said as he and Hermione were sharing a milkshake. He was smirking and Hermione was smiling. "The supposed tosser got a date, huh?"

"Y/N, don't tease him," Lana said from my left. "A girl's interested in him! That's good."

Hermione looked out the window where a train roared passed us, but her eyes widened as she asked, "What the hell?"

All of us turned to the window as we saw who was standing behind the train. None other than Albus Dumbledore himself. He pushed up his glasses, smiled at us and gave a wave.

"What's Granddad doing here?" Lana and Y/N asked as we left the cafe.

"I dunno," I said. "Let's find out." We walked towards the old man in the tube station, looking at a perfume ad with a model and a wand in her hand. Mum was standing there with him too. She must have just gotten there.

"I once knew a Muggle girl from Liverpool with hair like spun silk. No light could resist it." Dumbledore said before he and Mum turned to the four of us. "Addison here tells me you've been enjoying your new home, Harry."

"I like it, of course," I said, with Mum smiling at me. "Everything recently has been taking my mind off... things."

Y/N looked down at Dumbledore, who saw his hand was ash-black. His eyes squinted as he saw it.

"Rather unpleasant to behold, isn't it?" he asked us. "The tale is thrilling if I do say so myself, but I'm afraid now is not the time to tell it. Y/N, Harry, take my arms. Lana, you and Miss Granger take your mother's. Do as I say."

I looked at the cafe, where the waitress was looking at our table as our surroundings went all black and suddenly, we were no longer in the tube station. We were now in a village somewhere.

"We just apparated, didn't we?" I asked.

"Indeed. From what Addison told me, Y/N and Hermione have experienced it." Dumbledore said. "Now you four came with no problems. Most people vomit the first time."

Hermione looked at Y/N and took his hand and we looked around at the houses lined in front of us.

"Welcome to the charming village of Budleigh Babberton, everyone," He announced to us. "I assume right about now you're wondering why I've brought you here, am I right?"

"After all these years," Y/N said. "We just sort of roll with it, sir"

He smiled again, but went back in a stoic face. "Wands out, everyone," Addison said to us as we did as we were told and entered the house.

"Lumos," Dumbledore said as we entered while Addison, Lana and Y/N let fire burn in their hands without actually burning them. Y/N held one of his hands with the fire out, while holding his wand with Hermione's hand.

"Horace!" Dumbledore yelled as nothing happened. We continued to look around the room. It was destroyed, there was a broken piano, the grandfather clock was smashed to bits and a copy of the Prophet was on the ground with my face on it. Y/N, Lana and Addison laid their eyes on the armchair, completely untouched from the harm in the room. The twins looked at Mum, who nodded and she jabbed her wand into the cushion.

I didn't expect the chair to yell, "Merlin's Beard!" as a man's head poked from the top and turned into a human with an interesting choice of pajamas.

"There's no need to disfigure me, Albus!" The man said as he rubbed his bum and looked at Mum. "Addison? Addison Middleton?" He asked. "My, have you grown!"

"Addison Lovegood," Mum said with a small smile. "And it's good to see you again, Professor Slughorn."

"I must say," Dumbledore said. "You make a very convincing armchair, Horace."

"It's all in the upholstery," Slughorn said as he patted his fat belly. "I come by the stuffing naturally. What gave me away?"

Dumbledore pointed to the ceiling, where a certain liquid dripped off of it. "Dragon's blood," He said.

"And from everything in the room," Lana said. "You-slash-armchair were the only thing not damaged from whatever happened."

"Yes, well, I couldn't very well use wizard's blood, could I?" Slughorn said. "I believe this girl and that boy over there are your children, Addison? Oh!" He said as he looked at me.

"Oh, yes they are," Mum said as she came to me and laid her hand on my shoulder. "Harry here is my godson. Hermione, next to Y/N and Lana, is my son's girlfriend."

"Oh, yes," Dumbledore said. "Introductions must be made. You four, this is an old friend and colleague of mine and Addison's old professor, Horace Slughorn."

"Horace, this is Y/N and Lana Lovegood, as you said, Addison's children, and Gellert's grandchildren." Dumbledore introduced. "That is Hermione Granger, and well, you know who this is." He said as he came to me. "Apparently there's some thought he may be the Chosen One."

Slughorn stared at me before looking back at Dumbledore. "So why all the theatrics, Horace?" Dumbledore questioned. "You weren't expecting someone else, were you?"

"Someone else?" He stuttered. "I'm sure I don't know what you mean."

Y/N and Lana stared at him for a long moment, and all these years, I knew the face they made when they were reading someone's mind.

"Oh alright!" Slughorn caved. "The Death Eaters have been trying to recruit me for over a year. Do you know what that's like? One can only say no to these people so many times before they..."

"Take matters into their own hands?" Y/N finished for him as Slughorn nodded.

"I never stay anywhere more than a week." He said. "The Muggles who own this place are in the Canary Islands."

"Well, we should clean the house for them?" Dumbledore asked as he raised his wand, making the grandfather clock fix itself and turn to the correct time, the piano reassembled itself and the blood on the ceiling disappeared.

"That was fun," He said. "May I use the loo?" Slughorn led Dumbledore there as he yelled, "Don't think I don't know why you're here, Albus! The answer is still no! Absolutely, unequivocally no!" He turned to us and Mum as he looked at me.

"You look like your father," He said to me. "Except for your eyes. You've got--"

"My mother's eyes, yeah," I interrupted.

"Lily. Lovely Lily," He said with a smile as Mum also smiled softly. "She was exceedingly bright -- your mother. Even more impressive when one considers she was a Muggle-born. Addison, you remember, yes?"

"Of course," She said. "Lily and I were practically inseparable, like Hermione and Y/N there." She looked at them both, who were talking with each other and saw them kissing. "Hermione's Muggle-born too. In my brief time as Headmistress, I've seen her work. Best of her year with Lana and Y/N. Harry has excelled in DATDA."

"You mustn't think I'm prejudiced, Harry!" Slughorn said abruptly. "No, no, no! Addison and Lily were two of my absolute favorites! Look, Lily's right here. Right up front." He showed us (Hermione and Y/N joined us from their brief snogging) a dresser full of photographs.

He showed us multiple people such as Barnubas Cuffe (editor of the Prophet and takes his opinion), Ambrosius Flume (Honeydukes and sends him chocolate), Gwenog Jones (Captain of the Holyhead Harpies, he gets free tickets), Regulus Black, Sirius's brother and of course, my mother Lily.

"Mind if I take this?" Dumbledore asked. "I do love knitting patterns."

"Of course," Slughorn said. "But you're not leaving?"

"I think I know a lost cause when I see one," He said. "Regrettable. I would have considered it a personal triumph have you consented to return to Hogwarts, Horace. You are, like Mr. Potter, -- one of a kind."

We all walked out for a few moments until we heard the door open after us.

"Alright!" Slughorn said. "I'll do it. But I'll be wanting Professor Merrythought's old office, not that water closet I had formerly. And I expect a raise! These are mad times we live in! Mad!"

"Indeed they are," Dumbeldore said as we left towards the Village square.

"Granddad," Y/N asked as Hermione walked with him. "Why were you trying to recruit Slughorn?"

"You, Lana and Harry are talented, famous and powerful -- everything Horce Slughorn values." He said to us.

"Professor Slughorn is going to collect you four," Mum said. "That is why he's returning, it's very crucial he does as well."

"I feel I have stolen a good night for you four," Dumbledore said. "A date night for Y/N and Hermione, that girl you wanted to talk to, Harry and a calm night with your friends, Lana."

"It's alright," Hermione said. "I know Y/N has something planned for us this year."

"I can try and have those kinds of times later," Lana added.

"I'll go back tomorrow, make some excuse," I said before Dumbledore shook his head.

"About that," Mum said. "We can't be going home tonight. After what Slughorn said, it isn't safe."

"But what about our things?" I asked.

"They are waiting for you," Dumbledore said as he and Mum reached out their hands and we grabbed them, only to be whisked to a place, but Mum and Dumbledore weren't there.

The four of us were there as I looked around and someone came down the stairs, revealing themselves as Ginny. She didn't see us but only our things.

"Hedwig?" She asked. "Crookshanks, Patch, Snowball, Snuffles? Mum!"

Hermione POV

As we arrived at the Burrow, Ginny had seen our pets and Snuffles and had called for Mrs. Weasley. She came around concerned as to why Ginny had called her.

"What is it, Ginny?" She asked. "Is it your father? Has something happened at the Ministry? Has he been kidnapped? Is it the Death Eaters?"

"Exactly," She said sarcastically. "How'd you guess?"

Mrs. Weasley put her hands over her face as Ginny responded. "I'm joking, Mum."

"You're worse than Fred and George," Her mother responded.

"No you're joking. I was only wondering when Harry, Y/N, Hermione and Lana got here."

"Harry who?"

"Harry Dimpleton. Harry Potter, of course."

"I think I'd know if Harry Potter was in my house, wouldn't I?"

"Well, his and the other's trunks in the Kitchen." Ginny replied. "And their pets."

"I seriously doubt that."

Hedwig screeched for confirmation as Ginny made a look. Another door opened as Ron came. "Harry?" He asked. "Did someone say Harry?"

"Me, nosy," Ginny replied. "Is he and Y/N there with you?"

"Course not," He said. "Think I'd know when my best mates were in my room, wouldn't I? Hedwig's here?"

"Apparently he doesn't know we're here," Y/N muttered to us.

"Think they've been wandering the house?" Ginny asked.

"Really?" Ron replied.

"Really," Harry said as we made ourselves known in the room. Ginny turned around and hugged Harry first as Ron and Mrs. Weasley came down the stairs. She then let go and hugged Y/N, Lana and I after him. Ron shook Harry and Y/N's hands, quickly hugged me and hugged Lana, who smiled and blushed as Y/N and I were looking at her.

"Why didn't you tell us you were coming?" Mrs. Weasley asked us.

"We didn't know," Y/N said. "Dumbledore and Mum just brought us here."

"That man," Mrs. Weasley said. "But then, what would we do without him?"

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I tossed another Daily Prophet in a jar of Bluebell flames I conjured the next day. It didn't burn as fast, so Y/N lit his hand on fire and let it burn.

"Mum sort of lost it last week," Ron said. "Said Ginny and I had no business going back to Hogwarts. That it's too dangerous."

"But Dad stepped in," Ginny said. "Told her she was being barmy. Took a day or two, but she came round."

"There's gonna be a new teacher at Hogwarts this year," I said. "His name is Horace Slughorn. He seems nice."

"He was the Head of Slytherin," Y/N said. "He is nice, can't be worse than Umbridge."

"I know someone who's worse than Umbridge," Ginny said. "She's been driving me mad. The way she talks to me... you'd think I was about three!"

"Can't you lay off her for five seconds?" Ron asked.
"Oh, that's right, defend her," Ginny snapped at him. "We all know you can't get enough of her."

Y/N and I looked at each other. "I'm guessing the person you're talking about is Fleur?" Y/N asked.
Lana looked confused. "Why Fleur?"

Y/N looked at her, "She's getting married to Bill! The twins told us in Diagon Alley. But Ginny, she's still learning English, so she might go like that."

"I mean, she is nice," I said.

"Ello?" Someone said behind us as a woman with blonde hair with a breakfast tray came to us and smiled at Y/N and Lana. "Oh, Y/N! Lana! Eet 'as been too long!" She placed down the tray as she hugged Lana and Y/N while kissing them on the head. I did feel a little jealous, but Fleur treated Y/N and Lana like a little brother in the Triwizard Tournament, so I shouldn't feel jealous. But I decided to kiss Y/N quickly, cause why not!

Fleur had given us our breakfast and kissed Harry's cheeks as Ron keep staring at Fleur, which made Lana look angry with him. "I 'ave been longing to see you all. You remember my seester, Gabrielle? She never stops talking about you all. She will be delighted to see you again."

She told us that she was getting married to Bill, what was happening and told us to enjoy our breakfast. The Weasley's still argued about their engagement, but brought the conversation back to Dumbledore. Later in the day, we went to Diagon Alley and back to Weasley Wizards Wheezes, where it was utter chaos from the last time we were there.

"Step up!" Fred and George said. "Step up!"

"We got Fainting Fancies!"

"Nosebleed Nougats!"

"And just in time for school... Puking Pastilles!"

"Peruvain Instant Darkness Powder?" Harry asked as he looked at some orange and black lumps.

"A real money spinner," Fred said. "Handy if you need to make a quick escape." I saw Y/N take some and tried to pay for it, but Fred told him it was free of charge. The two of them came around to Lana, Ginny and I as Fred said, "Hello, ladies!" at the WonderWitch Love Potions. I was looking at them as George came and said, "Yes, they really do work."

"Then again, the way we hear it, sis," Fred said to Ginny. "You're doing just fine on your own."

"Meaning?" Ginny said.

"Are you not currently dating Dean Thomas?" Fred said Harry heard him. His face turned as Y/N shot him a sympathetic glance. "And you, Miss Granger, are currently in a relationship yourself."

Just as they said that, a boy, think his name was Cormac, came from behind and looked up and down at me and smiled at me. Y/N's eyes widened as his right glowed as he put out his foot for Cormac to trip on and pretended he didn't know he tripped him as Cormac glared at him. As Cormac left, he looked at me and mentally said in my head, "Can we talk?"

(A/N: I came across gifs of Cormac, and I realized he's the Hogwarts equivalent of Krum. I hate Cormac even more. Expect Y/N to be furious when Cormac tries to make moves.)

I nodded and he walked into a corner as I followed him. He looked at me and made a small grin. "Were you gonna use that on me?" He asked.

"No," I said with a kiss. "You're already romantic enough without that potion. I don't need to use it to know how much you love me."

"Oh and about McLaggen," He said. "If he ever looks at you like that again, I'm throwing a bludger at him. Honestly, eyeing you like that in front of me, for Merlin's sake. I'm your boyfriend and he thinks he can --"

I stopped him again and kissed him again on the lips and he melted into it as he placed his hand on my cheek and one around my waist.

"I love you," I said to him as we continued to kiss. "I love you so much. I'm pretty sure Cormac will take a hint if he sees you again."

"I love you too," He kissed me again. "And he better if he knows what's good for him." I giggled again and kissed him again. "And still, I'm wondering what you're doing for our anniversary." I said.

"You'll see," He smiled. "I am going to make it really amazing, I hope you're gonna love it."

"I'll love anything you do for it, love," I said. "I know it will be incredible and I can't wait." I took his hand and we went back in the shop.

Lana POV

I was looking at the Love Potions as Y/N and Hermione were hand-in-hand together. I also saw that Y/N is keeping an on Cormac. Honestly, he's just... not that great.

"How much for this?" Ron asked the twins.

"Five Galleons," They said in unison.

"How much for me?"

"Five Galleons..."

"I'm your brother..."

"Ten Galleons!" They said again.

(A/N: That face! That's so hilarious!!!)

As the twins had their fun, Ron came over to us and said, "C'mon, let's go." But before we did, Lavender came around and said, "Hi, Ron," in what was a flirty tone. Okay, she went after my brother and now she's going after Ron?

She needs to make up her mind about boys.

We left the shop as we looked at the posters in Diagon Alley. They must have just been put up, cause they were everywhere. A poster of our aunt, Bellatrix, to which Y/N, Harry and I scowled at seeing as she was the one who murdered Sirius. There were two others, saying "Greyback: Werewolf" and "Lucius Malfoy: CAUGHT." Technically, the Malfoys were also related to us, so we have been cursing out our uncle for years. And Draco Malfoy was our second cousin.

"How is it Fred and George are doing it?" Hermione asked. "Half the alley's closed down."

"Fred reckons people need a laugh these days," Ron said.

"Can't say I don't agree," Y/N and I said.

"Oh no," Hermione said as she looked in one direction. "Look."

We were looking at what used to be Ollivander's wand shop. It was a wreck and the windows were shattered.

"Everyone got their wands from Ollivander," Hermione said. "Young, old..."

"Good and bad," Harry added. "Speaking of which..."

At that moment, our extended family had appeared near Knockturn Alley. Narcissa and Draco Malfoy, aunt and second cousin at Borgins and Burkes.

"Oh shit," Y/N said. "Look who else is here."

From around the corner, Bellatrix apparated outside the entrance as someone jumped down from the buildings. He looked big and towered over the three of them as he entered.

"Fenrir f***ing Greyback." I said. "He's the one who turned Remus."

"What?" Harry and Ron turned to us.

"Yeah, that dickhead is the reason Remus is a werewolf," Y/N said. "One ugly dickhead."

From what we saw, the four were around a cauldron with that creepy bloke with Draco dead center of the pack. But suddenly, the cauldron exploded and the group had disappeared.

"Is Draco a Death Eater now?" Harry asked.

"I don't know," Ron said. "What just happened?"

They were right, what the hell happened?

We're never getting a break with this, are we?