Title: THEIR CHILDREN

A/N: Yes, it's me again. Writing another story when I should be focusing on my other stories that people are actually reading and waiting for an update. I wrote this in the dead of the night when I couldn't find any good '19 Years Later' fics that stick to the facts from the epilogue. I'm planning on including ALL of the Weasley cousins, though they might not be mentioned sometimes as of the different ages and years.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the recognisable characters or such.

Prologue

Life in Britain is very similar to life anywhere in the world. It always starts with waking up in the morning, then filling your day with different activities, always ending with going back to sleep to begin the new day.

A family is one thing that is different and similar in thousands of ways. You may have a superficial sister, a brat of a brother, an overprotective father and a smothering mother. And all families have their secrets.

The Potter family seem like your average family. They have their busy father, Mr Harry Potter, who would wake up every weekday at 5:30am to get ready then go to work. They have their mother, Ginny Weasley, who was a stay-at-home mother to look after her children but occasionally went out for her hob at the local newspaper. And three children, James, Albus and Lily. They were home-schooled by their mother and seemed like fairly normal children. The eldest, James, would pick on his little siblings and play pranks on them; Albus would put up wit h it most times but admired his older confident brother; Lily was shy but very close with her family.

They had a secret that they kept from everyone. Everyone normal, that is.

Chapter One: The Journey to Hogwarts

The distant voices of parents saying their last goodbyes and farewells to their children could still be heard as the dark haired boy with emerald green-eyes and redheaded girl with freckled walked together nervously through the train, trying to find a compartment to sit.

Crowds were laughing and talking and wandering through the corridor, forcing the two kids to push through the crowds in order to find somewhere to sit.

Finally they spotted the familiar glance of messy brown hair with a reddish tint that only one person they knew had. It had to be James; he even had the same mischievous grin on his face.

"Thanks for saving us a seat," Albus said sarcastically to his brother, as he sat down on the comfy seat. His cousin, Rose, took a seat next to him.

James was not alone in the compartment; along with him, their impish curly red-haired cousin Fred II sat with James. They were both starting their 4th year at Hogwarts and were "pranksters in crime" as Fred's father George said.

"Hey Al and little Rosie," he greeted them with a smile. "What do you think so far of the Hogwarts Express?"

"Great," Rose said excitedly, "only a few more hours until we're at Hogwarts!"

"You're excited? I would have thought you would be scared to get to Hogwarts," James said.

"Scared?" Albus stopped smiling. "Why? Mom and Dad says the journey to Hogwarts is great."

"Of course it's great, just not the ride to Hogwarts for first years," Fred said, playing along. "It's easier for the older kids because we go by the carriages by threstals. Now they don't bite. But all the first years have to go on a boat remember? And there's this giant squid in the lake, and if it's hungry, you better watch out!"

"Don't listen to them Albus," Rose said quickly before her cousin started panicking as usual, "I asked Mom about the squid and she told me it's helpful and doesn't eat humans. In fact she once fed it toast and the squid loved it."
Albus continued looking shocked at his brother and Fred until they could no longer carry on with the disguise of looking serious and burst out laughing.

"You're both gits!" Albus shouted then proceeded to use the swear words their family friend Teddy had taught them. Unfortunately that was the exact moment the Head Girl of Gryffindor opened the compartment door.

"Albus Potter, do you speak to your mother with that mouth?" a melodic voice said sternly. The four turned to see their other cousin (my, that's a lot of cousins) Victoire Weasley, already in her school robes proudly wearing a Head Girl badge. She was standing tall and her slender fingers were on her hips looking strictly at the cowering first year. Then she smiled at them, dropping the façade, and stooped down to give Albus and Rose a peck on the cheek. "Hello Al, Rosie. Lovely to see you."

"You too Victoire," Rose told her.

"Did you have time to tell Teddy that this morning, V?" James asked teasingly.

"Or were you too busy snogging his face off?" Fred added with a laugh. Obviously James had informed his best friend of the 'hilarious' scene he had witnessed the morning on the train of their cousin Victoire kissing their family friend Teddy Lupin.

"You wouldn't be saying that to someone who is able to give you detention on the first day," Victoire told them, eyebrow raised. Fred and James immediately stopped laughing.

"How was your holiday is France?" Rose asked.

"Oh it was wonderful," Victoire said nostalgically. "I saw wonderful sights and Dominique and Louis loved it!" she then sighed. "I wish I could tell you more but I have to go check on the other compartments. I hope to see you soon at the Gryffindor table," she added before hurrying off, her silky blond hair swishing side to side behind her.

"Isn't that an empty threat? I thought only teachers could give detention," Albus whispered to Rose once Victoire was out of sight.

"No. Prefects and the Head Boys and Girls can give detention. Mom and Dad were prefects before," Rose said matter-of-factly. She had gotten her mother's brains and had spent most of her summer before school studying up on Hogwarts, much like her mother Hermione once had done. She looked very similar to her mother, with buckteeth (though fixed slightly now by magic) and bushy hair and 'a beautiful face' as her father reminded her nearly everyday.

They continued discussing Hogwarts, Rose constantly reminding Albus of the real facts about it when James kept interrupting with a ghost story or two about the Bloody Baron (Rose did say there were ghosts at Hogwarts).

"Anything off the cart dears?" said a smiling dimpled woman pulling a great cart cram-packed with sweets. Immediately all four stood up to buy some sweets.

"Ladies first," Fred told Rose, letting her go ahead. By the time they were finished buying their treats there was hardly any left on the cart.

"Chocolate frogs, my favourite," Fred grinned as he tucked into the mouth-watering chocolate, forgetting the card that came with it.

"Hey look, it's Dad," James said, picking up the forgotten collecting card. Their father stood in the moving picture, grinning, much younger then. James flicked it to his brother who was munching on a pumpkin pasty. "Hey Al! Here's something to remind you of Dad so you don't get lonely."

"Shut up James," Albus grumbled with his mouth full.

"You shouldn't talk with your mouth full," Rose scolded.

There was a ruckus outside followed by a loud group of boys shouting who then slid open their compartment door. "There you guys are!" said a group of three boys, sliding into the compartment. "Been looking for you."

They sat down next to their friends James and Fred. One of them had dark-brown mattered hair and light sea-green eyes, another with dirty blond hair and light blue eyes and pale skin, and the last with dark skin and curly brown hair. They were all wearing their Hogwarts uniform robes.

"Sorry guys, we've been stuck babysitting," James said, ignoring the annoyed looks of Albus and Rose.

"Guys, these are our roommates, Edward, David and Jess," Fred introduced his friends to them. "And this is our cousin Rose and James's brother Albus."

"Albus Potter?" the curly-haired boy asked. Al, bemused, nodded.

"Bloody hell, he looks so much like The Chosen One," the pale boy said in shock. "I mean he looks so much like Harry Potter."

"Of course he does, David, Harry's his dad!" the brown-haired boy - either Jess or Edward – said.

"And you're a Weasley, right?" the pale boy asked Rose. She nodded.

"Whose your dad?"

"Ron Weasley," Rose answered. "And my mother is Hermione neé Granger."

"So you're the daughter of Harry Potter's best friends?" the pale boy said in awe.

"Why is everyone making such a big deal out of this?" Albus asked dimwittedly.

The rest of the boys laughed, making Albus turn slightly pink; Rose frowned at the boys in thought.

She shook her head at herself for diverting her attention and getting distracted, one of the things that made her different from her efficient mother. Then she looked at her small magical watch that allowed you to see the time in anywhere in the world along with a spell. "You should change your robes now, we're getting close to Hogwarts." She stood up carefully, not wanting to crease her school robes she had already put on before leaving home. Glancing out of the window, she felt the train slowing and it the sky was turning midnight blue and specks of mountains and tall trees flashing by. "I'll see you later boys," she added to James, Fred and their friends. "Wait for me Albus," she quickly whispered to him nervously. Her heart was pumping with excitement and anxiety as she left the compartment.

Rose uneasily looked up and down the still cramped corridor. Some students were racing across, causing her to jump back against the wall as she tried to find another seat.

"Ow," said a voice behind her. She had actually jumped onto someone's foot. Rose turned around to see a girl older than her with similar red hair, but darker and almost brunette and had clear creamy caramel skin. "Rose?"

"Roxanne!" Rose said, pulling her cousin into a hug. "You have no idea how great it is to see you!"

"You too," Roxanne laughed, letting go of her younger cousin. "Where were you? And why are you standing out here?

"I was sitting with James, Al and your brother," Rose told her.

Roxanne fake grimaced in horror. She was the younger sister of Fred and she too had a love for pranks that they got from their father George; she loved her brother like Albus loved James.

"And I had to leave for them to change," Rose added.

"Change? We're nearly to Hogwarts and they're not dressed yet!" she rolled her eyes, "Why don't come with me to our compartment?"

Rose nodded and followed her 12-year-old cousin to another compartment, this one filled with small giggling 2nd years. Only one of them Rose recognised.

"Molly, girls, this is my cousin Rose," Roxanne introduced the shy little redhead to her friends. They all smiled and greeted Rose. Molly, another redhead, hugged Rose tightly.

Molly II Weasley was the eldest daughter of Percy Weasley, named after her grandmother. She was in the same grade as her Uncle Fred's daughter Roxanne and they both had red hair as a trait for most Weasleys. As like the whole of the Weasley family, they were close and often had dinner together along with the regular family dinner with all the immediate relatives of Arthur and Molly Weasley and close family friends. They were always together for Christmas, each year the table overflowing with children.

"Poor Hugo and Lucy," Roxanne commented, whilst chewing on some gum. Lucy was the younger sister of Molly, who was also stuck at home at the moment along with Rose's brother Hugo, away from their only sibling. "They have to wait two years to be with us."

"Not forgetting Lily," Molly added, nodding. Roxanne nodded then jumped slightly in her seat like an electric shock had zapped her.

"Are you okay?" Rose asked concerned over her strange behaviour.

"It's her gum," Molly said scowling. "She really wanted to help her dad out with the shop so she offered to test this zap-bang gum Uncle George had just made. But it always gives her a shock every five minutes."

"Do you want one? They taste good though," Roxanne shrugged before jumping once again in her seat. She produced a flashing red and yellow packet of the gum and offered it to Rose who politely refused. Roxanne shrugged once more and took out a piece of strikingly bright yellow sparkly gum and shoved it into her mouth. She jumped once more in her seat.

Rose got a similar electric shock when she heard the PA announce they were only five minutes away from Hogwarts. Her heart had accelerated and was in her throat.

"C'mon Rose," Molly said kindly, taking her hand. Rose nodded and followed her out through the crowds, who too were pushing their ways out.

A/N2: I still need to think of a plot, because this seems like drabble...