Quarantine was marginally shorter for the Wizarding Community. Thanks to expert scientists, nurses, and stupidly brave test dummies, they found they were actually immune to the virus. Muggle born students, of course, had the option to stay with their families. However, most chose to return in the fall.

Unfortunately, most of the muggle world was still on lock down. Meaning, the trip the Golden Marauders have been planning for years was canceled. It was agreed upon by all their parents at an early age that, if they did well on their O.W.L.s, they could take a week vacation. They were told it would be unsupervised, but Nova would discreetly check on them throughout the week.

It wasn't that the adults didn't trust their children (sorta at least). It mainly resorted back to the fact they lived through a war. Some of them, without a family to actually care. All of them with trauma they can never forget, with memories that will always be there. Most, if not all, of the adults had problems trusting people.

Luckily, Nova found a solution.

Not only did did she own Potter Man, but she held the title for two other houses.

Grimmauld Place.

Lupin Cottage.

As of right now, Grimmauld Place was being made into an Orphange for those with magic. It was a place for those who didn't have a family to live. People who grew up abused.  People like Harry. People like Nova. People who were disowned, like Sirius. People who didn't agree with their family's beliefs, like Blaise and Theo.

That left Lupin Cottage.

As Nova walked through the threshold, millions of memories played through her mind.

Minnie strolling into her room when she was on her period.

Her and Remus building a dog house for Sirius.

Da wrapping her in extensive amounts of bubble wrap.

Teddy's old nursery.

Asking Harry to move in with her.

After she escaped Malfoy Manor...

Her and Da making pasta.

Her and Pa reading on the couch in comfortable silence.

Her and Da sitting on the roof, finding the different stars and constellations.

Her and Pa pranking Da.

Her and Da falling asleep on the kitchen island after eating the powder donuts Pa told them not to.

Pa helping her through her grief after the death of Da, despite his own pain.

Getting busted for being at a party, and coming home to Tonks saying how much she missed raves. This only reminded Nova Tonks never got to go to another one...

Her eyes burned as the stubborn tears welled in her eyes.

Of course she has been here over the years. She would come in and fix things up, make sure her first home (other than Hogwarts) was in good condition. Sometimes she'd come just to have a break from everything. Sometimes she'd come here to remember her fathers.

Sirius's leather jacket, that she wore almost daily, had lost his scent. Yet, when she did wear it, she still felt like he was there, watching over her...which she knew he was. But it felt more real. Everytime she wore one of her Pa's sweaters she got the same feeling.

The two bedroom cottage had transformed into a five bedroom during the war. Unlike the Weasley's however, it looked natural. At first, there was only Nova's room and her fathers' room. During the war, a room for Teddy and another for Tonks were added. Then a fifth was added as a guest room. Despite not having a lot of money, Remus managed to get it accomplished.

Technically, Nova and Sirius did. The knew he wouldn't let them contribute money even if they wanted to, so they brought out their inner Slytherin. Nova used her charm with the goblins, convincing them to not record her adding some of her money into Remus Lupin's vault. In the end, they agreed, and Remus never found out...not until his death at least.

Nova's room had stayed the same. The same white hanging hammock hung from the corner. The same grey quilt decorated her bed. The same same dark wood dresser stood against the wall. The same pictures and posters were on the wall. The same books sat on the book shelf. The same stuffed pillows sat on the bed. Padfoo, Mooey, and Pongs would still be sitting on her bed had she not brought them to Potter Manor.

Her fathers' room was different. All of their stuff she wanted to keep currently stood in their Memory Room at Potter Manor: a room with memories on the walls, and things that hold sentimental value. The rule of thumb in Potter Manor was to stay out of the room. There weren't just happy memories in there, but dark. Harry and Nova wanted to remember them, to acknowledge they are who they are because of them. The kids would be given the option to view the room at the age of 17.

Tonks's room was much like Nova's fathers'. Everything, if they wanted, was put into the memory room.

Teddy's room was the room of teenager rather than a toddler seeing as this would be where he slept when the Potters stayed at Lupin Cottage. Jade would take Nova's old room. James would take Sirius and Remus's old room (seeing as all the rooms were the same size it didn't bother anyone). Lily would room with Ruby in Tonks's old room while Harry and Nova took the old guest room they converted into a room for them. Sometimes, the grouping would be different. Sometimes, James and Jade slept in the same room. Sometimes Lily hung out with Jade. Sometikes it was Teddy and James. Other times it was Ruby and Jade. It honestly depended upon the day, and which of the children wanted to room together.

***

"Listen up!" Nova called over the group. "No parties. No alcohol. Don't break anything. Leave it better than than you found it."

A chorus of 'yes, mum' and 'yes, Aunt Nova's sounded through the room. Freddie being Freddie shot her finger guns and winked.

"There's a pond in the woods. It's not that far into the forest. There's a muggle store up the road a but of ways. Wear a mask. Blend in." Nova stated, handing Marco the keys.

"How Marco gets the keys?" James protested.

"James," Nova began softly. "You tried sticking the metal fork in the toaster...it was still on..."

"She should have left him be!" Lily snorted. "It would've been the highlight of my death!"

"You said that on Harry and Nova's wedding day-"

"Shhh, Remmy," Lily placed a hand over his mouth.

"And Jade likes to light things on fire," Nova stated.

"Yeah, and you're the one that was going to burn down the hedges during the Third Task of the Triwizard Tournament," Regulus snorted.

"Fair enough," Jade shrugged.

"Roxxy, there's books in my old room you can read. There's some in Lupin Library which happens to take up an entire wall of the living room," Nova announced. "If you rip, tear, doggy ear, or cause any harm to my books, your Uncle George won't be the only one with a single ear."

"Violent lion," Sirius grinned.

Nova moved toward the door. As she was about to leave she spun around, uttering words that seemed repetitive to the teens, but, to her, brought back thousands of memories.

"No sex. I'm too hot to be a grandmother."

In heaven, Sirius uttered the same sentence he always had since reuniting with his daughter.

"No boys. I'm too hot to be a grandfather."

In both cases, however, it was said in a sad tone. A tone full of memories, happy and sad.

"And..." Freddie drug out the word, watching and waiting for Nova to apparate. "She's gone."

"Get the Firewhisky," James turned to his twin.

"Already a head of you, Jamesie," she lightly tossed the bottle to him.

"I call dibs on Mum's old room!" Jade declared.

"We haven't gotten that far!" Freddie whined.

"Just claiming what's mine," Jade grinned. 

"It would appear Marco already has..." Alex remarked as they smirked and pointed to the Huffleouff Quidditch Hoodie with Zabini-Nott on the back.

"No boys!" James, Sirius, Regulus, Nd Remus stated in unison.

"Good thing she likes girls then too," Marlene snorted.

"No girls!"

"And I'm 99% sure Jade is pansexual-"

"No nonbinaries!"

"Here's a thought," Roxanne snatched the bottle from James. "We save this for tonight."

"That's no fun-" Elyse began.

"It taste better at night."

"Save it for later!" Freddie grinned. "We need it to be in top tastefulness for our taste buds."

Marco turned to his friend with an expression that clearly asked if he was stupid. Firewhisky doesn't taste any different depending upon when the drink it. Everyone knew that.

After deciding to find the pond Nova was talking about, the teenagers raced off to changed.

"FIRST!" Elyse shouted as she jumped down the last six steps to win the race.

"Come on!" James groaned as he picked himself off of the floor. Unlike, Elyse, he had fallen down the stairs.

"Sorry, Potter," she grinned.

Unlike most girls, Elyse didn't turn red or swoon at the sight of a shirtless James Potter. He wore red swim trunks and crocs. That was it. His dark hair curled slightly at the ends.

"How can you even see?" Elyse asked as she reached up to brush his hair from his eyes. There wasn't a need to. James's hair wasn't even in his eyes as she had said.

"I can't. Your beauty blinds me." James flashed a smile despite his heart begining to race.

Elyse rolled her crystal blue eyes. She was about to retort when Jade barreled down the stairs, jumping on her brother's back.

It's just you and me! Me and you!" Regulus sang.

"And your friend Steve!" Tonks continued the song.

"Steve!"

"Which one is Steve?" Dorcas whispered.

"Jade, of course!" Lily laughed.

"I dunno, it might be James," Marlene joked. "But on a platonic level."

"Platonic Soulmate level thing," Sirius corrected. "I'm Team Marco. Even if I wish for no anyone..."

"Everyone's Team Marco," Alex snorted.

"'Ello, Twin Dearest," Jade grinned as she gave her brother a nookie.

"Bruh!" Elyse protested. "I just fixed his hair!"

"Bet you loved that, Jam Jam," Jade whispered into his ear. 'Jam Jam' was one of Jade's favorite nicknames for her brother when they were younger.

"Shove off you prat!" James groaned as he blushed a deep scarlet, almost the color of his swim trunks.

"Okay then..." Elyse vegan awkwardly before turning to the stairs. "Hurry your asses up! I wanna get wet!"

"I bet Jam-"

The rest of Jade's sentence was cute off by her brother dropping her to the floor.

In heaven, Remus spat out his water all over James Senior.

"Bloody hell, mate!" James groaned. "Are you serious right now?"

"No. I am." Sirius grinned.

"Man, go fuck yourself," Jade flipped her brother off as she dramatically laid on the floor.

"Why is Jade on the floor?" Roxanne asked as she joined the trio. "Actually...I don't wanna know."

"Oh, Roxxy! It's the worst!" Jade exclaimed dramatically.

"Don't call me Roxxy." The other girl scowled. "I sound like a stripper."

"Whatever, Roxxy," Jade grinned.

"I'll eat your chocolate," Roxanne threated with a mischevious twinkle in her dark eyes.

Jade gasped offended, placing a hand over her heart.

"Fear not! Freddie is here!" Freddie announced as he strutted down the stairs.

"Freddie, we love you," Elyse began softly, placing a hand on his shoulder. "But I'm begining to think we need to have a talking about your sexual orientation."

Freddie looked flabbergasted.

"Don't worry, Freddie," James reassured in a joking manner. "Dad is sexually attracted to treacle tart."

"Marco!" Roxanne called up the stairs. "Your hair looks fine! Get your arse down here!"

"It's pretty cool our parents are letting us have this little vacation as a reward for doing well on our O.W.L.s," Elyse remarked. "My dad got a new broom."

"My mum got a dead father," Jade declared.

"My dad didn't take the blasted tests," Freddie shrugged.

"Nor did mine," Roxanne declared thoughtfully.

"My dads got to be double agents," Marco joined the group.

"I-yeah I have no response to any of that," Alex shook their head.

"I'm that dead dad," Sirius stated.

"Dead Sirius," Regulus snorted.

Jade got off the floor, displaying her emerald green bikini. Her golden caramel hair had been tied into a messy bun with her wand securing it in its place.

"Are we going swimming or not?"

"Last one there is Severus Snape!"

That's all it took for the group of six to take off into the woods at lightning speed.

It was safe to say the next week was filled with some of the best memories of their lives.

Unfortunately, when a new student tranfers to Hogwarts, one will unwillingly forget the emotions associated with these memories. He'll know they happened, but all emotional ties will be cut. It will seem like he is just watching a movie.

This person is James Sirius Potter.