Once everyone took a seat at the table they started digging in.
The members from the future kept receiving glances from those of 1995. The kids ate like they haven't eaten in ages. They could almost be compared to Ron when eating, almost.
While sitting on the table Draco took Hugo's and Lily's plates and started cutting their meat into small pieces. This gesture did not go unnoticed by Hermione, Ginny, and Mrs. Weasley.
Ginny smirked as an idea popped in her head. She cleared her throat to catch the tables attention before talking to Draco.
"So Malfoy..."
"Yes?"
Ginny smirked more "so who's the 'mom' ?"
Now Fred and George joined in with grins on their faces. "Yeah who's-" "-the 'mom' ""Pardon?" Said Draco with an eyebrow raised now giving the kids back their plates.
"Well we can tell they're all blood related to you and Harry so... who's the mom?" Said Ginny.
Draco had now understood what she was trying to do. He decided to mess with them for a sec tho. Draco smiled the kindest way he could at the moment and said; "Harry".
Ginny started wide eyed, she had not expected that answer. Sirius, Ron, and Harry had choked on their drinks. Everyone else chuckled at their reactions or stayed wide eyed. Everyone from 2019 full on laughed until they turned blue.
Young Harry kept coughing and looked like he wanted the earth to swallow him.
"Come o-on uncle Draco, p-put him out of-f-f his misery" Victoire said in between laughs. A few of the other kids agreed with her. "What do you mean?" Said Hermione looking at them curiously.
Draco just laughed a bit until he finally cleared his throat. "Oh Salazar! Okay okay" the tables attention was now on him. "There isn't really a 'mom' here. We used a potion for each child."
"A potion?" Asked Arthur looking almost as intrigued as when someone talks about a muggle invention.
"Yes. The potion takes nine months to prepare in a cauldron, kind of like a regular birth with the cauldron serving as a womb. We just needed to add a piece of our DNA every month for the kids to be our own flesh and blood. We chose locks of our hair, it seemed like the less creepy option."
"Fascinating" said Remus. Draco just nodded and the room went back to just casual conversations.
After dinner everyone who wasn't helping wash the dishes went to the living room. Teddy then approached Draco. "So... how are we going to go back?" He asked hoping his cousin had an idea.
"I have not a clue. Dumbledore said we'll discuss it in the morning. I just wish we could contact Harry or Hermione" sighed Draco.
"What about our phones?" Said Roxanne butting in on their conversation.
"Yeah! We can call them!" Added Fred the second."I don't think they'll work" said Frank now looking down at his phone. "Why's that?" Asked James. "Because, smartphones don't even exist right now James." Said Albus with a tone that said 'duh'.
"He's right. Cellphones are useless right now." Sighed Draco trying to think of a way to communicate with his friends and husband. And then. An idea strikes him.
"That's it!" He yelled startling the rest.
"Lily! Sweetheart!" He said approaching his daughter that was curled up with a blanket on the couch."Yes?" The child answered sleepily. "Hey princess, do you still have that mirror Dad gave you?" He asked her in a lower voice.
The blond girl nodded and pulled out a mirror from her pocket.
"The two-way mirror! Of course!" Said James in realization. "Why didn't I think of that?" Said Scorpius from besides James.
Sirius got closer to the group and saw the mirror in Draco's hand. "How did you get that?"
"You gave it to Harry and he gave it to Lily for emergencies."
"What does it do?" Asked Ron. Draco just replied, "You'll see, well, if it works."
"Call Harry!"
The mirror only reflected Draco for a few minutes until another figure appeared in the mirror.
"Draco!" Said older Harry.
"Hey, love!" Said Draco while the kids that were still awake said 'hi dad!', 'hello professor!' And 'hey uncle Harry'"Hey everyone! I'm glad you're safe! Is everyone there with you guys? And where are you?" Said future Harry with relief flooding his features.
"Yes we're all here uncle Harry" said Rose. "And you should be asking 'when' are we dad" said Albus with a playful smile.
While pulling a confused expression he asked "what do you mean?"
Before Draco could reply to him, James took the mirror and went towards young Harry. "This is what we mean!" He said while hugging the younger version of his dad. Future Harry just stayed silent and wide eyed.
"HERMIONE!" Yelled future Harry.
Soon a worried Hermione walked in the room at great speed. "What is it Harry?! Have you found the kids and Drake?!"
"Something like that."
"Hey aunty Hermione!" Said James still hugging a rather uncomfortable young Harry. "James! And... Harry?" Young Harry just waved awkwardly.
"James whats going on?" Said Hermione less worried and more demanding.
"We kinda broke a time turner..."
"How did you- Never mind" said a now frustrated Hermione."James, put your Papa on the mirror" said future Harry. "Hey again"
"WHAT'S HAPPENING DRAKE?!" Yelled a frantic Hermione.
"Calm down 'mione! Plus it's not my fault we're all here"
"Where is here?"
"Well it's still Grimmauld Place.... just back in 1995..""WHAT?!" yelled both adults through the mirror.
"Oh! That reminds me. Don't go into the living room. That's kinda how I got here myself. There seems to still be some san-"Draco got cut off by a figure with red hair landing on the couch besides him.
"Sand. There seems to still be some sand in the room. I see Ron was with you" he said while sighing. "Kids just lay down and get some rest, we aren't going home anytime soon" said Draco and soon the kids that were still awake curled up under their blankets and tried to sleep.
"Where the bloody hell am I?" Said Ron while sitting up.
"In Narnia" said Draco with an annoyed face.
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The Time Turner
FanfictionJames Malfoy-Potter broke his cousin's, Rose Weasley's, time turner over the holidays. Now most of the next generation kids are stuck in 1995. Four blondes, three pairs of twins, two Rons, and several redheads are stuck under one roof for the Chris...