Madison Potter and the Half Blood Prince

A 16 Year Anniversary Special

A 16 Year Anniversary Special

I stood next to George, wearing a simple black dress, him wearing a simple pair of black dress robes.

In my arms I held our youngest, Dylan.

Dylan was two years old, hand he had gotten Harry's and my Dad's black hair, but George's brown eyes.

My belly was swollen (Fred would call me an overweight watermelon whenever he saw me- I'd end up slapping him), due to the baby that rested in my uterus.

"Come on," I told my husband.

I handed Dylan over to Brianna, who was ten.

Brianna was probably one of the most trusted one of our kids; she had my red hair and my green eyes. A clone of me- Harry had asked me when I had her if I had cloned myself. I wasn't very pleased with my older twin brother at that moment in time.

With a final good-bye hug and a good-bye kiss on the cheek from both George and I, we apparated to the village of Hogsmede.

Even now you can't apparated or disaperate inside of Hogwarts and on Hogwarts' grounds. It was one of those things that never changed, even after all of these years.

After a walk to the Hogwarts gates, George and I, hand-in-hand, followed the crowd.

Following a crowd isn't usually the brightest idea, but at the given moment it was. We were all going to the same place.

"Ready?" George softly asked me.

"Ready," I replied.

We made our way to the memorial, and sat right up in front. We were near the tomb of Albus Dumbledore.

I don't know if I have truly forgiven him yet, but within time I assume that I will.

"Today we are here," Professor- or, Headmaster- Minerva McGonagall began, "to mourn those whom we have lost. On this sixteenth anniversary, I would like to talk about the ones who have died."

I took a deep breath. It was going to come.

"We will start with the youngest first."

I held my husbands hand; he squeezed mine. Tears began to leak from both of our eyes.

"Arianna Hermione Weasley, only one month and a day old, died on May second, 1998. Death Eaters raided the area in which we was staying, and killed her. She is the first born child of George and Madison Weasley."

I erupted into sobs. My wailing was loud; George too had tears trail down his cheeks and into his mouth. He was not as loud as I was.

Harry, who had been sitting next to me, with his wife, Ginny, on his other side, looked at me confused.

"You had a child at seventeen?" Harry asked me.

I simply nodded in reply.

•••

I would like to take time to mention those whom we had lost through the whole series

In memory of:

Fred Weasley

Remus Lupin

Nymphadora Tonks Lupin

Colin Creevey

Lavender Brown

Severus Snape

Sir Nick (despite him being a ghost)

Cuthbert Binns (despite him being a ghost)

2 Unicorns

James Potter

Lily Evans Potter

Moaning Myrtle (despite her being a ghost)

Armando Dippet

12 Muggles killed by Pettigrew

Binky (a pet rabbit)

Hagrid's Flobberworms

Tom Riddle Sr.

Thomas Riddle

Mary Riddle

Mrs. Crouch

Bertha Jorkins

Frank Bryce

Barty Crouch Sr.

Cedric Diggory

Marlene McKinnon and her family

Edgar Bones

Gideon Prewitt

Fabian Prewitt

And many, many more.