Harry Potter- The New Prophecy

Eleven Years Later

September 1st, 2021
It was a crisp autumn morning as the family of eight made their way to Kings Cross Station. They looked like quite a sight with six children pushing trolleys filled with various bags and cages, but the muggles around them didn't seem to notice.

James Sirius, now seventeen years old, was at the front of the group. Getting ready to start his seventh and final year at Hogwarts, the Gryffindor boy, now a man in the eyes of the wizarding world, pushed his trolley towards the magical platform, eager to finish his schooling so that he could go to Romania, where he planned to study dragons with his uncle Charlie. Eager as he was to graduate, he couldn't help the excitement that bubbled up inside him. The same excitement he had every first of September since he was eleven. He couldn't wait to see his friends, not to mention his girlfriend, and to pull more pranks, no doubt learned from Sirius and his grandfather. He was Quidditch Captain this year as well, which added to his excitement. The former Chaser was proud to follow in his father's footsteps as Captain.

As James walked through the platform, entering through the other side, seventeen-year-old Grace closely followed. The young Ravenclaw had grown into a beautiful young witch, and she made Harry and Ginny every bit as proud as their biological children did. While James had plans to leave for Romania, Grace planned to stay closer to home. She hoped to become a healer one day, a dream she had had since she was a little girl. She too was excited to see her friends and to get back on the Quidditch field where she played as keeper.

Fifteen-year-old Albus went next. He was the first and only Potter to be sorted into Slytherin, and although his older brother had made fun of him for quite some time, none of the family looked at him any differently. Unlike the rest of his family, Al wasn't very fond of Quidditch. Instead, he couldn't wait to get back to school, where he would get to spend the days with his best friend, Scorpius Malfoy. Rumor also had it that Al had his eyes on a young witch a year below him, but no amount of teasing from James would get the truth out of him.

After Albus passed through the barrier, thirteen-year-old Lily Luna took off at top speed, her red hair blowing in the wind. The young Gryffindor was hoping to try out as seeker this year, wanting to follow in her father's footsteps.

Harry and Ginny came last, along with the twins. They would be starting their first year at Hogwarts, and it was a bittersweet moment. It would be the first year in over seventeen years since Harry and Ginny would find themselves alone. The house would no doubt be much quieter.

Although they were twins, Lottie and A.J. didn't look much alike at all. A.J. took after his mother's side; with his red hair and his blue eyes, he looked a lot like his maternal grandfather. Lottie, on the other hand, looked more like a Potter. Although her hair wasn't messy, it was just as black as Harry's. Her eyes, however, were the same blue as her brother's.

Harry watched as his wife and youngest daughter made their way through the barrier before turning to his youngest son. "Are you ready?" He asked.

A.J. nodded, and the two took off towards the barrier. When they came out the other side, they found themselves surrounded by familiar faces.

"Harry!"

Harry barely had time to prepare himself before his sister threw herself at him, nearly knocking him over with the force of her excitement. Evie looked a lot like their mother, but she had their father's eyes. She too would be starting her first year at Hogwarts.

"Hey," Harry grinned as he hugged her back. "There's my favorite sister."

"I'm your only sister, silly."

"Well, be that as it may, you're still my favorite." Harry winked.

James and Lily came up next, each taking turns hugging their grandchildren. Although they were now in their thirties, they were still noticeably younger than Harry. At times it was awkward, but over the years, they had all grown used to it.

"Are you ready to be a Gryffindor?" James asked his youngest grandchildren.

Lily elbowed her husband in the ribs. "Remember, James, it doesn't matter what house they're in. Any of the houses is fine with us."

"Of course," James agreed, knowing better than to argue with his wife.

It wasn't long before Remus and Dora made their way over with eight-year-old Hope. Although Hope wasn't starting Hogwarts for a few more years, and Teddy had left years earlier, they always made sure to stop by to see the other children off. Remus was now back to teaching at Hogwarts, though he used floo travel to go home most nights, choosing not to stay away from his family any longer than he had to. Hope clung to her father's arm, her bubblegum pink hair, so much like her mother's, tied back in pigtails.

"I wish I could go to Hogwarts, Daddy." She whined. "It isn't fair that I have to wait."

"I know it seems like a long time away, sweetheart," Remus said gently. "But I promise that the next three years will be gone before you know it. Besides, you don't want to leave mum all alone, do you?"

"I guess not." Hope mumbled. She then smiled as she ran up to James and Lily, who were her godparents. Evie gave Harry one last hug before making her way towards her own godparents.

"Hello, Potters and Lupins." A happy voice called out.

Harry turned to grin at his godfather, who had just entered the platform with his muggle-born American wife, Heather, and their six-year-old daughter, Emma. After years of pain, Sirius had finally gotten his happy ending.

"So," Sirius said, making his way towards Harry and Ginny and throwing an arm around each of them. "Now that our dear little twins are heading off to Hogwarts, the two of you are going to find yourselves spending a lot of alone time together. Now I don't plan on letting the two of you have too much time alone, seeing as I intend on stopping by unannounced as usual; however, I won't be around all the time. Maybe the two of you should think of having another kid."

Harry laughed at his godfather's bluntness while Ginny rolled her eyes. Although their children were growing up and they both missed when they were little, both Harry and Ginny were quite satisfied with their family of eight.

"Unless Harry plans on carrying a baby," Ginny said with a smirk. "We're done. You and Heather, on the other hand..."

"Nope!" Heather said, "Emma takes after her father too much already. I don't think we could handle another."

"Oh, you definitely couldn't." A new voice chuckled.

Cassiopeia had just made her way over, her husband, Severus, by her side. In her arms she held their three-year-old Lenora. After the war, Sirius worked hard to build a relationship with his sister, and when Cassi married Severus, the two men were forced to put the past behind them. They would never be friends, but they were now family, and no amount of arguing would change that.

Everyone stood around and chatted, but before long, their voices were drowned out by the bickering of Ron and Hermione.

"All I'm saying, Ronald," Hermione sighed. "Is that it would be nice to be early for once." Although Hermione acted annoyed, she had a slight smile on her face.

"Well, would you look at that." Ginny grinned. "We beat them by ten minutes, and we have four more children than they do."

"Oh, shut it." Ron said, rolling his eyes. "You've been late plenty of times."

Fifth-year Rose and third-year Hugo made their way over towards the Potter children, eager to discuss their excitement for the upcoming year.

Before long, it was time to load the train. Harry and Ginny gave their children one last hug, which was rather forced when it came to their eldest son, before standing back. As Harry watched the children board the train, he couldn't help but miss them already. It was strange to be going home without any children.

"They'll be okay." Ginny whispered.

"I know." Harry smiled. And he truly did know. The war was long over, and although it had left its ugly mark on the lives it had taken, it had also left them with so much to be grateful for. And as Harry watched the train disappear, he smiled. This was the future he had fought so hard for. It was definitely worth it.