Yaaaaay, it's 3/4. Hope you enjoy ^^
Previously; "Congratulations Moony, you've got a son."
"Are you a... you know"
"No" Teddy's dad let out a sigh of relief.
"He really gets craving for meat near full moons though" Victorie said with a teasing smile
Ginny Potter had been afraid a lot of times in her life, when she'd been 11 and woken up covered in blood, also when Voldemort had returned at age of 13, when a war broke out her brother, friend and at the time ex-boyfriend had disappeared for nine months is just a few examples. But when Ginny had come home and discovered that her children , nieces, and nephews were gone? That's on Ginny's top 10 list.
It had been really great night, going out with family without having to worry about the kids, especially James and Fred doing something they weren't suppose to, but then she and Harry had gotten home to a quiet house. See the house being quiet wasn't as unusual as you'd might think, with three children with both the Potter and Weasley gene, or the problem. The problem being that #1 It was way too early for everyone to be asleep at this time, #2 The lights were still on both floors ,#3 Teddy and Victoire would still be downstairs when she and Harry came home, as they had sent a message that they were on the way home and #4 it just felt wrong.
"Hello?" Ginny's voice echoed through the house, no response.
"Anybody awake?" Still nothing.
"Am I the only one who feels like something is wrong here?"
"I'll go upstairs and check" Harry walked past the couches and up the stairs, two steps at the time. Ginny, however, walked toward the table in the middle of their living room, the mirror she'd left there was gone. Of course, they could just have moved it somewhere else. She took a few steps on the carpet when she'd felt like sand in it, What? Ginny looked down and saw small white grains on the carpet. A few more steps when-
"Crap." She'd stepped on something, something small but really sharp. Ginny hopped on one foot to the couch and sat down, it appeared to be a small glass shard. Had someone dropped something with white sand in it? Ginny looked where she stepped and saw something golden on the carpet. Wait, while sand, glass and gold. Hadn't Harry said he-
"Well they aren't upstairs, are you ok Gin?" She looked up, Harry stood at the bottom of the stairs looking at her.
"I'm fine, just stepped on something. You find anything?"
"Yeah, my office door was open. You?"
"The mirror is gone and, it can be something. Harry look at this" Ginny stood and picked up the golden object. The fact that Harry's office was open pretty much confirmed her suspicions. The time turner's glass was cracked open and more sand fell out when it was picked up.
"That's the time turner I got from the ministry"
"That's very observant of you Harry, but that's not the problem" Harry walked over and took it from Ginny.
"It's cracked"
"What happens when it cracks?"
"I'm not sure, we'll have to ask H-"
"Hermione, I know" Ginny finished his sentence with as smile. Then the smile fell off her face. Her children were missing. And as if Harry knew exactly what she was thinking he said
"We'll have to tell them that their children are missing and we have no idea what happened, I know"
"Well, I have a pretty good idea" Ginny's worry and fear begun to transform into anger. Harry raised his eyebrow at her.
"This has James and Fred written all over it, who else would be so...so.. stupid enough to break into your office and then disappear." She felt tears start to form and wiped them away. Harry took her hand into his.
"Hey, we're gonna find them. Then you can yell all you want and I'll stand in the corner staring at them with a disappointing look." Ginny chuckled, that was mostly how it was, Ginny yelled and Harry would shoot them his I'm-disappointed-in-you-look. That was the norm, and Ginny couldn't wait to go back to that.
"We gotta send everyone a letter"
"Yeah, but what should we even write, we don't even know what happened"
"Well, I think they just have been transported to the past. It's what time turners do."
"Yeah but how long?"
"No clue" They stood in silence until Harry walked over to the cabinet where they stacked quills, ink, and parchment. He sat down on the armchair and leaned over the table to write the letters to her siblings, when he was done he called over the house owl and opened the window to let it fly away but stopped and looked over at armchair he sat in.
That's when Ginny noticed the muffled noise of voices in her purse she'd tossed at the same armchair.
"Gin, what's that noise?"
"That's what I'm going to find out."
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Teddy Lupin smiled at his girlfriend's comment.
"What-"
"Wait" Lily interrupted, she was holding the communication mirror. How'd that get here?
"Where did you get that?"
"It followed us here and I brought it down.That's not the point James, be quiet."
"What is it Lils?"
"Listen"
Now Teddy could hear something coming from the mirror. He walked over to Lily and asked .
"Can I see that?" Lily nodded and gave him the mirror. When Teddy looked into it, he expected to see his own reflection, but what he saw surprised him. He saw nothing, it was dark and muffled voices could be heard.
"How long has it been like this?"
"It happened just now" before he could say anything else the mirror reflection changed.It got lighter, like when someone is opening a curtain and the light spreads through the room.
Teddy could see a hand from the window of light coming down and grabbing ,presumably, the handle of the other mirror. Then Teddy could see the face of Ginny Potter and he smiled. Ginny ,however, seemed shocked to see him.

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