This is my first attempt at writing fanfiction so please don't roast me in the comments and ignore weird spelling mistakes, I'm only human to. If you are not allowed to read Harry Potter then please don't continue reading this. I don't want your mother's roasting me so please. Hope you enjoy this.
P.s. each chapter will be written out of someone else's viewpoint
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This morning the morning rays woke me up as they came in from the window where I lay in my bed, in my godfathers' house. I can hear him and Ginny talking downstairs, I can already imagine to myself how it looks. Harry's glasses falling off while he is drinking a cup of steaming hot coffee and reading the newspaper. Ginny making breakfast for everyone, which is like a feast especially in the holiday since there is 4 children living with them, and 3 of them is growing boys.
I've been living here since the second wizarding war stopped and that means my whole life, I don't remember my parents because they died in the battle but Harry always tells me how much they meant for him and to make me feel better he always reminds me that his parents died when he was a baby as well. They've got 3 children of their own and we are a bit of a handful.
James much like the people he was named after is the most mischievous child I've crossed paths with. Harry likes him a lot because he says that 'he reminds me of how carefree and wonderful Sirius was' he sounds like a true hippy when he says that but I get his point. On the other hand I'm with Ginny this boy has got no discipline what so ever. If she hadn't banned him out of the house during daytime, he would have burned the house down.
My favourite Potter child is Albus because just like me, he knows how to behave around adults but alone he can be one naughty boy. He also likes books a lot better than quidditch, but he still plays it, and till a while back we both were on the same term with girls, I've been having mixed feelings for a time now. James, well let's just say he likes girls a lot.
Lily is wonderful and delightful. She is just as beautiful as her mother even though she is still a little girl, and her traits are very much like Ginny. She is also at this moment the smartest Potter child, and maybe follows James in the way of breaking rules.
As I finally decide to get out of bed I stretch and yawn a bit. I was always known as a late riser, but that is only because they only see me when I finally come down the stairs. Actually I'm quite an early riser, but I hate getting out of bed. I start hear three pairs of feet, meaning the day has begun, rushing to get down the stairs before each other; they've always been like this.
Harry inherited Sirius's house, but Harry didn't want to live there, he said that there was too many bad memories so after the war he sold the house and bought a piece of land near the burrow. When the house was finished he named it Potter Manor and the place was huge. He and Ginny always said from the beginning that they wanted three children but I got to be their fourth. So the house had a living area on the ground floor, then it went up to the main bedrooms, that us our bedrooms and the top floor was 5 bedrooms and as we called it, the rain room. We always spent rainy days up there, reading and playing games or just making fun of each other. Not that I'm part of that any longer, since I've not been in school for two years I end up reading in the corner most of the time, not that I mind at all, its much more peaceful.
With our heavenly house and living with my godparents life was a dream and when I was eleven I expected nothing else than getting my letter from Hogwarts and of course I got it.
We always spend most of our holidays at the burrow, Molly treats me as if I am her son and I love her so much but we came back yesterday for some preparations, since we only have one week of holiday left before I have to go to work again. I finished school two years ago and professor McGonagall quickly offered me a job as the new transfiguration teacher because she wanted to spend all her time as headmaster and not giving class as well. I quickly told her yes, because truth be spoken I had no idea what to do after school and professor McGonagall was also quite glad that I accepted.
I walked into the dinner room seeing everybody sitting all ready. James looking smug as always had the urge to leave a comment.
"Teddy, big brother! You're late for breakfast again, it seems to me that this is getting a thing now or have you been dreaming of how good Victoire is going to look in her school clothes, for the last year?" He had his signature smirk on his face but I just couldn't get it over my heart to hate this kid. I just loved him too much. I decided to answer him with the same attitude.
"Oh, shut up. What do you know about dreaming? You're only 13; oh wait you were the charmer since you were like three." I took my place at the table and started eating. Ginny inherited her mother's talents for cooking and food was always delicious.
Harry seemed to be done with the newspaper and he decided to speak a bit, it didn't happen a lot because everybody else was always talking.
"Al, look what I got." Harry waved an envelope in front of Albus, his letter form Hogwarts and then he handed James his letter what said which supplies he needed for school. Albus had such a big smile on his face I thought his face would crack, but suddenly he was all serious and he asked to be excused.
"Teddy, when are you finally going to ask her out?" Harry also had that same smile on his face that James had and I just ignored him, but not without giving him a dirty look.
"You guys might want to get ready, we're going to Diagon Alley in an hour and we are meeting Hermione, Ron and the children there!" Ginny called from where she started cleaning the dishes, this was my cue before they started asking questions again.
I have liked Victoire as a friend for very long now but everybody keeps going on about how we should date, but at the moment I'm so unsure. I see her at the burrow every holiday when we visit and we are the two whose ages are mostly the same. The oldest between the younger people, but I just don't know. If we break up it will be so uncomfortable to visit anybody related to Harry and Ginny.
We are all one happy family and there is no way that someone like Victoire would ever like me. She's one of the most popular girls at Hogwarts and why would she like someone like me.
I better get ready before we go; I still have to go buy a few things before school starts this year. Hopefully James will know how to contain himself this time, I hate having to desipline that kid in class. That kid may be like a brother to me but he still is the most undisciplined person I've come to know.
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So someone's a little insecure, if you would like to please tell me what you thought of this chapter, and tell me if you think that I should continue writing this.
Okay well I've been obsessed with this series for a long time. My sisters and one of their friends helped me edit this and make it more realistic, because sometimes I can go all fangirl crazy, jk.
Well I've been obsessed with the idea of a next generation since one day when I was scrolling through we heart it. You might have read some things about the next generation online, I know, I did to, but I changed a few of their observations. Its still mostly the same, some of the things just happen later on or earlier.
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