The Great Hall of Hogwarts hummed with the easy noise of another ordinary evening.32Please respect copyright.PENANAteHqnFT8ON
Candles floated lazily in the enchanted ceiling, casting warm pools of light across laughing students and weary professors.
James Potter and Sirius Black were arguing over a game of Exploding Snap.32Please respect copyright.PENANAuUUzdZPihq
Lily Evans, head bent over her textbook, pretended not to listen, though the faint curve of her smile betrayed her.32Please respect copyright.PENANA0flnUPNes3
At the staff table, Professor McGonagall scolded a third-year for attempting to charm a bread roll to walk.
No one noticed the owl at first.32Please respect copyright.PENANAZhIugypWze
It wasn’t one of the usual school owls or even a student bird; it was sleek, silver-feathered, almost ghostly under the torchlight.
It circled once, twice, then dove straight toward the Head Table, dropping a thick parchment envelope squarely into the hands of Albus Dumbledore.
The Headmaster frowned.
The parchment was heavy, ancient, and sealed with an unfamiliar crest: a phoenix clutching an hourglass in its talons.32Please respect copyright.PENANA8zq72LJ08i
The handwriting across the front was strong, deliberate:
To Headmaster Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Students craned their necks, whispering.
Dumbledore ran a finger lightly along the seal.32Please respect copyright.PENANAyNmzWdWXY6
The wax broke with a soft sigh.
He unfolded the letter slowly, eyes sharpening as he read aloud in a calm, commanding voice that silenced the Hall.
Dear Headmaster,
In moments, a doorway between times will open within your walls.32Please respect copyright.PENANAbxuHrrtY4m
We come not to disrupt, but to heal.
We are the children of your future and the keepers of your past.
We arrive bearing truths, families, and a chance to set things right that once went wrong.
Please greet us not with suspicion, but with hope.32Please respect copyright.PENANALIF3Mp8NrS
We carry the names you know and the faces you haven't seen yet.
Await us at the Entrance Hall.
Signed,
Hailey Jasmine Krum (née Potter), Daughter of James and Lily32Please respect copyright.PENANA22OVEBMsaa
Ronald Bilius Weasley, Youngest Son of Arthur and Molly32Please respect copyright.PENANAgzrkkvLU5j
Hermione Jean Granger-Weasley, Daughter of Muggle-borns32Please respect copyright.PENANA85TaM0WC6u
Draco Lucius Malfoy, Son of Lucius and Narcissa32Please respect copyright.PENANAWg3jiQ0ggL
Viktor Krum, Durmstrang Graduate, Husband to Hailey32Please respect copyright.PENANAE2e12U1nYv
Teddy Remus Lupin, Son of Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks
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The Great Hall exploded into noise.
James Potter shot upright, knocking over his goblet.32Please respect copyright.PENANAg1LWrUSoDF
"Did he just say. Hailey. daughter. What?"
Lily stared at Dumbledore, her face pale.
Sirius barked a laugh and clapped James on the back.32Please respect copyright.PENANAk4NTSHkOrd
"Congrats, Prongs, seems you're a dad!"
McGonagall stood sharply, knocking over her chair.32Please respect copyright.PENANAmu8UJZurXg
Flitwick looked as though he might faint.
Dumbledore merely smiled that soft, knowing smile of his.32Please respect copyright.PENANATyn5zDKhaM
He tucked the letter into his robes and rose to his feet.
"Minerva, Filius, join me at the Entrance Hall," he said lightly. "It would be most rude to keep our guests waiting."
Cold air prickled the skin, though no doors had been opened.32Please respect copyright.PENANAow3oSCN8aq
The stone floor beneath their feet seemed to hum, faint but rising.
Then, before their very eyes, the air tore itself open not a destructive rip, but a deliberate, careful fold like a hand pulling back a curtain.32Please respect copyright.PENANAa6L4XbhEK4
And through that seam stepped five adults and a gathering of children.
First came Hailey Jasmine Krum.
She was radiant, a warrior and a mother both, her dark hair braided back, one hand resting protectively on her rounded stomach.32Please respect copyright.PENANA95IqmR8Pun
In her arms, a tiny child slept.32Please respect copyright.PENANAamvNgTQ3ab
At her side, an eight-year-old boy with wild hair and flashing eyes grinned cheekily at the stunned professors.
"James Krum," he introduced himself with a boyish bow. "Named after my grandfather."
Viktor Krum, tall and solid as a mountain, kept a careful hand on the shoulder of another boy32Please respect copyright.PENANAw7yBXz3MCb
"Sirius Krum, named after Mumma’s Uncle", the five-year-old said proudly, puffing his chest.
Hailey smiled gently.32Please respect copyright.PENANAi1xUb2hNXe
"And Lily Krum," she added, lifting the sleeping toddler for them to see.
Draco Malfoy approached next, with the regal bearing of a lord but the weariness of a man who had lived through too much.
"My name is Draco Malfoy," he said simply. "Formerly of Slytherin.32Please respect copyright.PENANA13EqhbkujS
This is my son, Scorpius Malfoy."
The little boy peered at the watching crowd with a cautious curiosity, clutching his father’s robes.
Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger-Weasley came forward together, standing tall despite the heavy tension in the air.
"Ron Weasley," Ron said with a grin, "Gryffindor. Youngest son of Arthur and Molly."
"Hermione Granger-Weasley," Hermione added, her voice steady. "Gryffindor, Muggle-born."
Their children, Rose, four years old, hid shyly behind Hermione's legs and Hugo, aged just two, blinked sleepily from Ron's arms.32Please respect copyright.PENANAt9vKULnAcF
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And finally, a young man stepped forward, older than the other children, his hair a soft, ever-changing shade of blue that marked him unmistakably.
"Teddy Remus Lupin," he said proudly. "Son of Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks. Godson of Hailey and cousin of Draco. Hufflepuff. Seventh year. Almost finished."
His voice carried a gentle, unspoken promise: We are not here to harm you. We are here to help.
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