HP: Next Generation: Taylor Elizabeth Weasley: First Year

Chapter One

A\N: This is when James Sirius Potter is only 2 and Ginny is pregnant with Albus Severus Potter, Astoria is pregnant with Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy and Hermione is pregnant with Rose Weasley.

*Third Person P.O.V*

It was raining in Romania. Nothing could be seen. So the young couple was safe as they disposed of their young child. "She's a freak!" a young woman said to her husband in Romanian. "Just leave her here." he replied, gesturing to a small cottage-like house. They looked at the sleeping two year-old and grimaced. They set her by the steps and ran off. A few minutes later, Charles "Charlie" Weasley was coming "home" after work. He noticed the little child and scooped her up, frowning. The moment he picked up the little girl, she snuggled into him for warmth. Charlie smiled and brought her inside. He set her down on the couch, softly. He noticed a note pinned to her shirt that said: 'Name her whatever you please' in scrawled handwriting. He then picked up the phone and called his family. "Ello mum. I think I'm coming home early. Let's just say, you have another grandchild now. A girl." he smiled at hearing his mother's voice, freaking out. "Alright. I'll be on the next plane to London. Bye." he hung up and went over to the child.

*First Person P.O.V* (Taylor)

I opened my eyes and smiled at the man in front of me. "You don't appear to have a name. How about Taylor? Yeah. Taylor Weasley. Has a nice ring to it. What about a middle name? Hmm. How about Elizabeth? Taylor Elizabeth Weasley." Charlie said. I smiled for I liked that name and nodded. "Then it's settled. Taylor Elizabeth Weasley." the man stated. "I'm Charlie Weasley. I'm your father." He continued. I nodded then yawned and snuggled next to my father and fell asleep again.

*Third Person P.O.V*

After awhile, Charlie used his computer and checked the next flight to London. Tonight in three hours. He bought two tickets and started packing, trying not to wake the sleeping child on his couch. He looked in a box he had in his closet marked "Charles" and found some two year-old clothes. Jeans, a t-shirt and some old sneakers. He also found his old stroller. He gently set the child in it and went to the store, where he found out the child at least was potty trained. He returned and they left for the airport. The little girl slept almost the whole ride. When she did wake up, it was for food. When the plane landed and Charlie got off, a nice young lady helped him get his luggage.

*First Person P.O.V* (Taylor)

"She's SO cute." a lady who was helping my father said in an Irish accent. "Thank you." he replied. "How old is she? What's her name?" the lady asked. "Two years. And her name's Taylor." my father answered. "What a BEAUTIFUL name." father smiled and thanked the girl for helping him. I saw what I suppose was his whole big family as the majority of them were ginger and they were holding a sign that said "Charles Weasley" in red paint. "This is my mother and father, my older brother Bill, his wife Fleur and their three kids, my little brother Percy, his wife Audrey and their two kids, my little brother George, his wife Angelina and their two kids, my little brother Ron, his wife Hermione, my little sister Ginny, her husband Harry and their only child and their godchild Teddy Lupin and this is Draco Malfoy and his wife Astoria Greengrass." my father introduced everyone to me. His mother smiled at us. "She's absolutely adorable." Hermione said. I blushed and thanked her. "What's her name?" Ginny asked. "Taylor Elizabeth Weasley." Charlie answered his little sister. Ginny smiled and bent down to me. "So, you're my aunt?" I asked. "Yes. I am." she responded. I smiled at her and shook her outstretched hand. "I'm Harry. Your uncle. Ginny and I are married and this is our son James." Harry said. "Ello." James said. "Hello." I said. "What is that accent, Charlie?" my father's mum asked. "Romanian." he answered. "Is it really THAT obvious?" I asked. "Yes. It is." James said. I pursed my lips and bit the inside of my cheek. "It's alright, love. It's a lovely accent." Hermione said. I smiled at Teddy and his teal hair. We left and Harry pulled his wand out quickly and a bus pulled up. "Ello. Welcome to the Knight Bus." a man said. He helped us and our luggage, well mine and my father's luggage, on and told the driver to go. I sat in a seat next to my father at his command. I soon saw why. The seats where not bolted down and slid everywhere. James had a HUGE smile on his face. I myself wasn't a big fan of it. When the bus stopped and we all got off, I could swear my father looked green. We went into a pretty big house. "Welcome to the Borrow, Taylor." James said. "It's not much, but it's home." Harry said. "It's quite lovely, actually." I said. My father smiled and ruffled my hair. They gave me a room right next to James's and I unpacked and settled down. I was home.