A/N: after numerous emails, and with the last Harry Potter moving being released this year, I decided to tweak DTTNG and repost! Thanks to everyone who reads and reviews! Please remember, this was written before Dumbledore died (and if you didn't know that, well, shame on you!) so he's alive and well in this story.

NEW GENERATION

"MUM! Have you seen my new dress robes? They're not in the trunk like you said they were," a voice called from upstairs.

"Look in there again, Marissa. If they aren't there then look in your closet," Ginny yelled, balancing her daughter's owl in one hand and books in the other.

"Here, let me help." Draco slid the books from Ginny's arms then placed them near the front door. "What's she yelling about now?"

"Her new dress robes. Again." Ginny sighed, gave him a resigned smile, and extended the owl's cage. "Take Chloe and I'll go look." Maneuvering her way around the school trunks and bags on the floor, Ginny climbed up the mahogany staircase, not quite believing her daughter was on her way to Hogwarts.

"Did you find them?" Ginny walked into her eleven year old daughter's room.

"Yes. It was under everything in the trunk." Marissa locked it and turned around.

"Are you sure you have everything?" Ginny looked around Marissa's room full of personal drawings, Quidditch posters and a photo of a dragon her Uncle Charlie had taken.

"YES! Please stop asking," Marissa grumbled, grabbing her trunk and dragging it out of her room like it was a rather large dead body. Ginny cast a levitating spell, and they followed the mahogany trunk, rimmed in gold, down the stairs.

"You take forever!" a voice piped up from the area of the kitchen. Marissa's ten-year-old brother came out with a cookie in his hand. Marissa just stuck her tongue out at him.

"Stop!" Draco narrowed his eyes, heading off the argument before it began.

"Alright: trunk, books, owl, wand, snacks. Anything else?" he asked Marissa who shook her head, causing her long strawberry blond hair to shift around her shoulders.

"When can I go?" Devon whined even though he knew he needed to be eleven. His father shot him a look and Devon gave a very Draco-like smirk in the direction of his sister before running down the hall to find his shoes.

"I'm ready!" a chorus of voices yelled.

Ginny turned and found the youngest three Malfoys running in from the living room, each in their respective pairs of shoes.

"See, even eight year olds can get ready faster!" Devon shot out to Marissa, returning with shoes in hand.

"Sod it, Dev," Marissa mumbled.

Ginny could tell that their oldest daughter was clearly nervous about entering her first year at Hogwarts. Each parent had assured her it didn't matter which house she was sorted into, as long as she did her best and behaved.

"Are Uncle Ron and Aunt Samantha here yet?" Devon looked out the window of their house on the outskirts of London.

He always said they were his favorite Aunt and Uncle, he did see them more than the others, but Samantha was a Muggle and that was intriguing enough for any young witch or wizard nowdays. She always had stories about her childhood which amazed him every time he, his brothers and sisters saw her.

"Any minute now," Ginny said, bending down and tying a pair of shoes, then another…finally waving her hand over them causing the laces to tie themselves.

She had thought it was a cruel joke when the healer at St. Mungo's said they were going to have triplets. She and Draco thought that three would be a nice number, but that was total number of kids, not all at once.

Apparently, Ginny and Draco were told (and should have remembered if they had paid attention in Astronomy, to the bit of Astrology they had covered): "if you conceive when Mars is aligned with Venus and the moon is full-." Ginny was completely lost after the first few sentences the healer had expounded. In a nutshell, your chances of multiples were MUCH higher if conceived at this time, which explained Fred and George.

The triplets were born on their twin uncle's birthday, April 1st and Draco laughed, then went to pick up Harry to go drank heavily. There had been many twists and turns thrown their way in the past eleven years but he truly thought that triplets were the funniest one yet. That was one point where Ginny didn't agree with him. Devon was the only one born right on his due date of February 20th, and Ginny was fortunate enough to give birth to him the normal way. She was delighted when his dark blue eyes changed to hazel, and always thought he was cute with the blond hair and dark eyes. Thankfully, the eight year old triplets weren't identical, and Ginny was grateful for that small favor.

Derek looked just like his father, blond hair and the same blue eyes; Erin had Ginny's strawberry blond hair and hazel eyes and Dixon had darker blond hair and also the hazel eyes.

Ginny had no intention of naming all her boys with the letter "D" . After Hermione had given Draco a Muggle Baby Name book he thought these names had strong sounding meanings and Ginny wasn't about to say "No"- since she actually liked the names too and he seemed to be into something that was Muggle, even if it was a book.

The twists and turns didn't end there. Poor Hermione had experienced the same Astrology line-up as Ginny. They had blamed all this on their husbands as they had decided to vacation at Draco and Ginny's house in Spain and conceived the children at the same time. Harry and Hermione had their triplet girls two days before Ginny gave birth.

The Potter girls that were exactly like Hermione intelligence wise, except they all loved flying and Quidditch. Luckily the Potter girls weren't identical either and fit the broad spectrum of looks; two with their father's green eyes and one with Hermione's brown.

A loud pop sounded in the foyer and Devon went running to his Uncle Ron, who swept him up in a manly hug then set him down.

"Cheers everyone!" Ron held an owl cage in his hand and James came walking behind him, followed by his younger brother, Jeremy, who was nine and promptly tackled Devon until their fathers grabbed them by their collars and held them up off the floor.

"We're just playing!" Jeremy protested.

"Knock it off," Samantha commanded.

"Are Harry and Hermione meeting us at the station?" Ron asked and Ginny nodded taking one last look around the house for any stray items that didn't make it into Marissa's trunk.

"Can we go now?" Marissa sighed, tucking her hair behind her ear. With a lot of scrambling around, hand holding and the rules explained—yet again—about side-along apparition the entire group disapparated from Ginny and Draco's foyer and appeared in what was a designated safe spot at the station. Making sure no Muggles were anywhere near their magically camouflaged area, they all ducked out from behind a pillar and began the walk to Platform 9 ¾. Ginny reached for Draco's hand, not quite sure how she was feeling sending her daughter off to school. Their nieces Jillian and Cassandra's, were entering their third year. Marissa definitely wouldn't be alone and not know anyone in Hogwarts, that's for sure. Especially with Brian Potter already having a year under his belt. Harry had made him promise to help his friends in anyway he could. Brian being twelve meant he grumbled about it but had to agree when Harry threatened to come to his Common Room in Gryffindor everyday and pick him up for his first class.

Draco squeezed Ginny's hand. He was to apparate into Hogsmeade with Harry in about two hours and get ready for the new students to arrive.

"She'll be fine. I'm there every day you know," he said quietly to her, watching Ron and Samantha go through the barrier. Ginny made sure her nephews got through ok before her family went through and, as if it was her first time, she halted before the large red train with Marissa at her side. Marissa had only seen the Hogwarts Express once last year when Hermione brought her with them to pick up Brian from school but it was still an impressive sight.

"Keep going. I see Brian up ahead," Ginny placed a hand on Marissa's shoulder and steered her towards a group near the middle of the train.

Charlie and Katharine were there with their 13 year old twin daughters, third year Gryffindor's who were very excited about having their cousins come with them. However, they were up the platform, talking to a few blokes that were third years.

"Hi Brian," Ginny said and he gave her a small smile, looking as if he would rather be on the train with his second year friends then standing here with two first years and their siblings. Charlie waved before he was attacked by Erin, Derek and Dixon. Hermione and her cousin Samantha exchanged a brief hug before their children tugged them in opposite directions, pointing to people they knew or asking questions about the train.

Draco found an empty car and the group followed him up the platform, pausing outside the door.

"Have a great year, Brian." Hermione knew better than to kiss her twelve-year-old son so she squeezed his shoulder.

"We'll try not to ruin your room too much," piped up Laura and she received a dark glare from her older brother.

"Kirstin, Taryn, come say goodbye to your brother." Hermione motioned them over and they came running up on command, stopping a few feet from their brother and waving dutifully. Brian had told them no hugging on the platform so they had gotten that out of the way at their house.

"Alright Brian, I'll see you in a couple of hours. Have a good trip," Harry said and felt Taryn slip her hand into his.

"I will. Got lots of candy, magazines and stuff. Mark said he was bringing Exploding Snap."

"Keep your eyebrows this time!" Marissa teased him and he rolled his eyes.

"Oh, and dad," Brian looked up at his father and Harry peered down at him. "Do I have to have you as my DADA teacher?"

"Who else teaches it?" Harry asked trying to suppress a smile.

"I have to have my dad for Potions, so we're even," Marissa offered, trying to find some common ground.

The whistle sounded and all Marissa let her aunt and uncle hug her and even let Ginny give her a small hug. Draco kissed his daughter on the forehead and whispered something to her, causing her to laugh.

The Weasley's, Potter's and Malfoy's watched their children climb up the steps and a minute later saw them moving around in a car, setting their trunks up on the racks with the help of the Prefects. Marissa and James sat by the window, opposite each other and for a moment, Ginny remembered her waving to her mother through the same window.

The train blew one last warning whistle and the doors clicked shut. Ginny raised a hand and waved and was happy to see Marissa wave back, ignoring Devon and the triplets jumping up and down yelling 'goodbye' at the top of their lungs.

Laura rolled her eyes and stayed near Hermione's side while Kirstin was looking around for anyone she might know, giving a half hearted wave to Brian who had settled in the car behind his friends.

Soon, the train began its slow movement out of the station and a few minutes later it was just a speck in the distance. Samantha let out a huge sigh and Ron handed her a tissue.

"We'll see him in October at Parent's Weekend, mum!" Jeremy said with his way of making her feel better.

Ron and Harry looked at each other and Ginny could see they were both remembering the seven years they had taken this train.

"Let's go," Devon tugged his mom's hand and with Draco, Bill and Katharine's help they shepherded everyone back through to the Muggle side.

"Let us know who gets sorted where," Ron requested.

"I'll owl as soon as I can," Harry said and Draco agreed.

"Are Marissa and James trying out for Quidditch?" Hermione asked as they walked towards the apparition point.

"Yea…and apparently Oliver Wood's son is on the Gryffindor team. He's a fourth year," Draco said and Hermione raised her eyebrows.

"I hear Percy's son is in Slytherin, a second year," Ginny said with a note of wistfulness.

Percy kept in contact occasionally but had gone and married Penelope Clearwater. They had one son whom both Draco and Harry taught. He wasn't really into family and kept to himself.

"Strange seeing the kids of people we went to school with," Hermione said half to herself, reaching out without looking and grabbing Laura by the arm, dragging her away from her sisters as they began arguing about something.

"Not half as strange as teaching them," Harry and Draco said in unison. They exchanged a few more words until the kids became rowdy and they each apparated home…but Ron, Samantha and Jeremy were going to Ginny's for a late lunch.

Two hours later, Draco left their large house for Hogwarts via Hogsmeade, with the promise of coming back with detailed notes on how Marissa and James were handling their first day of their first year.

Later that evening, after dinner, two owls flew in through the open window, dropping an envelope onto Ron and Ginny's lap.

Ginny tore it open and recognized Draco's handwriting. His had one word.

Ravenclaw.

Ginny looked up and saw Ron flip his note open from Harry. He let out a whoop.

"Gryffindor!"

Samantha squealed and hugged Jeremy then Ron.

"Well?" Ron asked and saw a look of astonishment on Ginny's face.

"She's in Ravenclaw."

Ron's jaw dropped open.

"Holy sh…," his eyes cut to the children and he quickly corrected himself, "…shiny! RAVENCLAW? She's going to be another Hermione if she has a brain that got her in there!" Ron patted Ginny's leg.

"Needless to say, this will be a very interesting journey." Ginny folded up the letter and stuck it in her pocket, not sure how she felt about her house and Draco's house totally being bypassed. Marissa must have something special in that quick brain of hers to be sorted into Ravenclaw. Ginny couldn't wait to see how that manifested itself as her daughter grew under the care of the new Headmistress, Professor McGonagall.

Ginny made a mental note to write a retired Albus Dumbledore about James and Marissa; she wondered what he would think of Marissa in Ravenclaw. Though, being Dumbledore, he probably already knew the situation.

"Well…" Samantha began after being quiet for a moment. Devon and Jeremy looked up at her from their game of Chess. "That's one way of starting a whole new generation of Weasley-Malfoy children. Put them in a house all their own and have them make their own niche."

Ginny thought that sounded like the best explanation, but she wouldn't know if it was totally true until all of her and Draco's children had entered Hogwarts, which wouldn't be for another three years.