Chapter XXXIII: Where the hell are our children?!

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BACK IN THE FUTURE --- 3RD PERSON POV

The adults had had a lovely evening, they had enjoyed a few glasses of Firewhisky and laughed and joked without worrying about their kids who were home, safe and sound.

Harry held Ron up by his arm, making sure he didn't fall flat on his face, while holding out his wand, calling for the night bus, Ginny, Hermione and Luna were arm in arm, smiling. The night bus came, and Harry had to pull George and Angela back so they didn't get ran over, but they didn't even stop snogging for a single minute to realise they'd nearly died.

After a half hour bumpy bus drive that made Ron puke (all over Fleurs shoes ) they were finally back at the Potter residence.

At first nobody noticed that the cottage was way to quiete. George,Angelina and Draco went outside to set up the tents, everyone was way to drunk to apparate, basically it was like one big sleep over with a bunch of wizarding celebrities, oh if only Rita Skeeter knew about this.

Ginny looked up from her spot on the couch, squashed between her husband and drooling brother. "Harry" her words were slurred maybe she had a few to many 'vodkas' from that muggle place they stopped at "you should go look for the kids" her voice was barely a whisper before her head dropped and she began snoring. .. loudly.

Harry smiled, he wrapped the blanket around her and kissed her head before heaving himself up and walking around the house.

He did find it odd not to see anyone, or hear any of them, it was like they'd disappeared. Lilys room ... empty, James room ... empty, Albus' room ... once again empty, even  old room was abandoned.

As he was about to search the garden he noticed something near the door that lead to his study, which was off limits to any of his kids/nieces/nephews under the age of 17.

The door stood open and there was a sinking feeling in the Chosen One's stomache. He ran (sort of ,  the bear was still taking effect) to the door "crap" he muttered seeing it was open. He climbed the stairs hoping they were all up there safe and sound.
Instead he found the place empty and with a photo frame on the floor. Harry kneeled down to pic it up. It was the photo of the tri wizard tournament  ,  then he checked his desk. All the TOP SECRETE files were still safe , thankfully. But a bok was open. "They didn't!" Harry grasped searching the floor, maybe it fell, he kept telling himself even though he knew it was no use.

Footsteps could be heard banging up the stairs  "Be care full Ronald" a voice the undoubtedly belonged to Hermione said. "HARRY!" Ron yelled he was a bit  more sober now but not much "WHERE'S THE KIDS!", Hermione elbowed her husband "inside voice Ron"  she hissed. "Yeah er, Ron , Hermione, we have a problem" Harry mumbled if Mrs Weasley found out she'd kill him.
"The kids took a time turner and now they're .... well they're gone basically".
A moment of shocked silence. Then ....

"WHAT!" from both Hermione and Ron. "Dont worry I have a way of getting them back so who want to go time travelling?" Harry was trying to channel Ron, joking in times of peril and crisis. "Ok how do we get our kids back?" Hermione asked, seconds before Harry began explaining.


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