The Time Turner

8

"Well what do you want to know?"

When Harry didn't reply Draco sighed. "Do make it quick, I get grouchy if I don't sleep properly."

"No surprise there" said young Ron while rolling his eyes earning him a slight glare.

"How did it even start? Did you slip me a love potion or something?" Said Harry finally.

"Yes. I've been slipping you a love potion the past 20 years. You caught me."

Harry just stared at him with wide eyes, horror in his face.

"For Salazar's sake Pottah! I didn't put a spell on you!" Exclaimed a rather offended Draco. 'How dare he think he'd stood so low!'

"Well how else would Harry fall for a slimy git like you!" Said young Ron defending his best friend.

"To be honest with you I wonder that myself." Whispered a now dejected Draco causing the room to stay in an uncomfortable silence.

"Well that's a mood killer" said big Ron who just finished eating his sandwiches and is now playing with Hugo.

"I truthfully didn't like being near the ferret the first few months. I thought Harry finally lost it after the whole Voldemort— young Ron and Hermione flinched a bit— thing when he tried to get Draco bloody Malfoy to talk to him."

"You don't say. I was trying to have a peaceful 8th year and stay away from you lot." Said Draco looking as if he was lost in an old memory.
"And then the prick had the great idea to plan a forceful meet up with me. Seriously, who thinks crashing into someone while on a flying broom and causing both of you to fall into the giant squid infested lake seem like a good way to get a person to talk to you?!."

"Harry seriously did that?" Said Ron
"Well it seems reckless and impulsive, so it does sound like something Harry would do". Said Hermione while nodding as if agreeing with herself. Then something else clicked inside her head.

"Wait. Eight year? What eight year?" Said Hermione looking confused yet excited.

"We have an eight year?!" Said the other two boys with dread.

"THAT WAS MY SAME REACTION!" said Ron while shaking Hugo for emphasis.

Draco and Hermione just roles their eyes at the three.

"Yes we had an eight year. Seventh year was... complicated. So an eight year was made for a number of us." The trio seemed about to ask for a less vague explanation when a small voice came from the doorframe.

"Papa?"

There stood the little blond girl rubbing her eye from sleep. Draco stood and went up to her picking her up while softy whispering to her, "Hey princess, what's wrong? A nightmare?"

The girl just nodded curling and snuggling herself into him. "I miss Dada" she said sleepily. "It's okay. We'll see him soon."

"Then we'll get to do the prank war?" She said with a hopeful voice. Draco just chuckled and nodded "yeah, then you can do the prank war. Now, let's get you to bed. Ron give me Hugo, I'll tuck him in as well." Once he left the room with the kids the other four just sat there looking at the spot he was just in with Lily.

"He seems... less... Malfoy-ish. Is he always like that?" Asked young Ron looking at his future self still feeling weird about that. But if he believed anyone's word, it was his own.

"Pff. He's still a snobby bastard but he's also changed over the years. You know, I think I'm sobering up!" Said big Ron now raiding the kitchen counters for food.

"Soooo.... what's this prank war?"

"Mm? Oh! It's a tradition that started when Harry and I dyed Draco's hair while he was sleeping. He later got back at us by putting something in our food making our skin purple for a month. Eventually, when the kids came along they joined in and we do it every year during the Christmas holidays now." Big Ron was laughing during his explanation thinking back to the past wars. Future Ron goes on telling the young golden trio of their past prank wars, which mostly involved items from the joke shop the twins established later in their future.

He told them about the Christmas where the twins, Freddy and Roxanne, once made George speak backwards in any language except English for three days. They had used a produce from the shop only amplified thanks to Draco who helped expand the effect to days instead of hours. Ron also mentions when Lily stole Harry's invincibility cloak and took Albus' wand and starting trowing jinxes at everyone when she had the chance. And he went on and on.

Eventually, someone else enters the kitchen. It's Scorpius. Looking half asleep he gazes towards the group of four then resumes to get what he came for. Tea.

" 'ey. What are you guys doing up?" he says while waiting for his water to boil sitting in a chair near the counter. The group just shrugged.

"Uncle Ron, you should go to bed. You'll need your energy to deal with aunty tomorrow." Half joking, half serious. Big Ron just groaned but left anyways with a "night".

Eventually Scorpius and Hermione were drinking the freshly made tea. "So, where's your dad?" Asked Harry trying to start a conversation and genuinely wondering where the older blonde went.

"Papa? He fell asleep with Lily. He was out all day so I'm not surprised he's dead tired." He then took a long sip of his tea and eventually met eyes with the three staring at him. "Wha? Is my face that beautiful?"

"You just look a lot like your dad, it's kinda unnerving" said Hermione also drinking her tea. "Ah. Yea I looks like him 'cept for the hair." Said Scorpius getting kind of sleep drunk thanks to the tea.

"What? Pff! You're basically a Malfoy copy!" Said Ron in a laughing manner.

"Mm. Except for the hair. It's actually a wild mess. Can't control it so I use glamours. I sadly got Dad's hair." Said a sighing Scorpius. "Al got lucky by getting Papa's hair!"

"My hair's not that bad!" Harry exclaimed with his jaw open looking offended.

"Dad. Please. A comb can't even go through it. Trust me, I've tried." He said slightly amused.

Hermione and Ron just chuckled. "Your hair is kind of a mess, mate."

Harry made an outraged sound "now you're siding with him! Hermione!" Hermione just giggled and shook her head.

Harry just started pouting while crossing his arms making the other three laugh at his childishness.

"Well. I don't know about you lot, but I'm going back to sleep. Please don't go around sneaking into bolts and breaking into the ministry" he said while laughing like it was an inside joke they didn't know. They looked at him questionably for a bit but eventually went of to bed as well.

This had been quite a day.

Hey!
Quick question.

Should some of the 1995 people that died live in this fic?
If so who?