HARRY POTTER AND THE LEGACY OF THIRTY-SIX

Ten years, to the day, after the end of the Second Wizarding War, Harry is living a life some may have predicted, some may have not. Having just had his third child 'with' Ginny Weasley and being promoted as the youngest Director of the Auror Office the year before, Harry Potter is now living out his more relaxed, more enjoyable life in the rebuilt and refurbished home of his parents in Godric's Hollow.

Warnings: SPOILERS, M/M, Referenced M/F, Lemon

I do hope you guys enjoy this, as this was a lot of fun to write! Finally, before you move on to the story, here's the update schedule, which, if my scattered and easily-distracted brain permits, will be updated on time:

Chapter 1: Saturday, January 12

Chapter 2: Wednesday, January 16

Chapter 3: Wednesday, January 23

Chapter 4: Wednesday, January 30

Chapter 5: Wednesday, February 6

Chapter 6: Wednesday, February 13

Chapter 7: Wednesday, February 20

Chapter 8: Wednesday, February 27

Chapter 9: Wednesday, March 6

Chapter 10: Wednesday, March 13

Chapter 11: Wednesday, March 20

Chapter 12: Wednesday, March 27

Chapter 13: Wednesday, March 3

Chapter 14: Wednesday, March 10

Chapter 15: Saturday, March 13 (final chapter)

| CHAPTER ONE, The Witching Hour Part One |

May 2, 2008; London

"You are listening to WWN, Wizarding Wireless Network from London. It is Friday, May 2, and the weather forecast is continued storms and heavy rain and winds. The time is 8:00 and now we turn to our featured program." A clicking sound, like that of a record player turning a vinyl over, came through every broadcasting speaker just after the standard announcer finished with the date, weather, and time.

"Good morning, listeners. I'm Glenda Chittock, and you're listening to the Witching Hour. This is WWN: Wizarding Wireless Network. On today's broadcast, we celebrate the end of the Second Wizarding War and remember those that fell in defense of our very way of life. And to commemorate the holiday, we have three very special guests for you. First, Assistant Director for the renamed Office of House-Elf Affairs of the Beast Division of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, Hermione Weasley. Second, Assistant Director for the Death Eater Division of the Auror Office Ronald Weasley, responsible for the capture of the Lestrange brothers. And finally, recently appointed Director of the Auror Office, or as we all know him, 'The Boy Who Lived,' Harry Potter. Welcome, the three of you."

"Thank you for having us," Hermione said with a smile.

"Yes, thanks for having us, Glenda," Harry replied, Ron nodding, gesturing his agreement.

"First, Mrs. Weasley—"

"Hermione, please. Mrs. Weasley will always be my mother-in-law," she said with another smile.

"Of course. Hermione, I was hoping you'd tell us a bit about your background and how you found your way into the core of the fight against the Dark Lord."

"Wow," she began, "Well, both of my parents are Muggles. And like every Hogwarts student, I received my invitation when I was eleven. I first met Ron and Harry on the Hogwarts Express and," she paused and blushed, "well I was a bit prudish back then."

Ron burst with a small laugh, doing his best to contain it as Harry turned away and smirked.

Rolling her eyes, she continued. "We certainly weren't instant friends, not like these two. I only really became friends with these two when they saved me from a mountain troll that the Death Eater, Quirinus Quirrell let in. Ultimately, Ron here knocked it out with its own club. Ever since, the three of us have been stuck with each other," Hermione finished, winking at the two men.

"It was also when she took her first step against the world," Ron said with a loving smile. "She lied to Professor McGonagall to keep us from getting into trouble."

Glenda smiled. "So Mr. Weasley—"

"Ron," he said with the same polite and modest tone Hermione had taken.

"Ron," she continued, giving him a knowing smile, "tell us about how the war affected your family; I understand it took quite a toll."

Ron's eyes bulged for a second and Hermione took his hand. He took a deep breath and began. "By the time the war began, my family was already part of the Order of the Phoenix—my parents were in the original, too. My mother's considered Harry her son for a long-time and my parents always had a fine-tuned moral compass. I suppose we would have rallied behind him, or at least with his cause even if we had never met him. In our fifth year at Hogwarts, Harry had a nightmare of Voldemort's snake attacking my father. It turned out the nightmare was actually an insight into the Dark Lord's mind, and that my father had actually been attacked. Thankfully, we were able to get to him in time." Ron looked at Harry and the two exchanged a silent rehashing of Ron thanking Harry—it was one of the few moments that Ron felt he actually owed Harry. "In our sixth year, the Death Eaters broke into the school and my oldest brother, Bill, was maimed by Fenrir Grayback; thankfully he never turned into a full werewolf. At the end of the summer before our would-be seventh year, the Order decided to escort Harry to my family's home. The effort was led by the late Mad-Eye Moody and in the process my brother George lost his left ear. And probably the hardest loss was Fred; he died during the last battle fighting alongside one of my other brothers. Percy." Ron, though his entire explanation, was looking at the floor, particularly a black spot that slightly lumped up from the emerald floor. Hermione leaned over and kissed his cheek before they both turned their gaze back to Glenda.

Glenda turned to Harry, her most anticipated guest. "Harry?" she began, her eyebrow raised and a smirk across her face.

He nodded and returned her smile.

"Harry, something you discussed in your book was your relationship to the Weasley family. Would you elaborate on that?"

Harry nodded and leaned toward the microphone. "It's funny, actually, because when I first found myself at King's Cross for my first year, it was the Weasley's that helped me through to the platform. I suppose that was the defining moment of fate. Ever since then, I've been entangled with them and even before my official entrance into the family, I'd always considered them as such. It seems like Ron has been the brother I've never had and Molly, well she's like my second mother."

"And how about your relationship to Sirius Black?"

Harry sombered slightly. "Sirius…well Sirius, as you know, was my godfather. I met him at the end of my third year and ever since I loved him like a father. One of the biggest criticisms I've gotten from my book has been about Sirius: people still don't understand or accept that he is innocent." Harry looked at his hand and then back up at Glenda to add. "Even despite the Ministry officially clearing his name."

"On that note, we'll take a short break and return on a lighter note. With your Ministry duties, you never made a book tour so many of our viewers are eager to hear more about it and some of the interesting details we never knew before. So when we come back, we'll discuss Harry Potter and Hermione Weasley's co-authored book, The Boy Who Lived: A Memoir."