Luna and Astoria were taking a quiet stroll along the beach the following morning. Ginny, Harry and Daphne were enjoying a gentle jog nearby. The sisters stopped for a quick chat, with the other three quickly joining in. Both the Slytherins and the Ravenclaw had a touch of the Gryffindor in them, whilst Harry and Ginny both had the cunning and guile of a Slytherin as well as the devil-may-care attitude of their own house.

"Being in love really suits you, Sis!" Astoria gushed.

"I think that being here amongst friends and loved ones suits you too, Tori! That said, I don't think that I have ever been happier, my dear.

"Perhaps we could have another Al Fresco dinner party for our families and instructors? Parvati and Harry love their cooking! I am sure that they would be happy to prepare some exquisite meal for us."

"How about a barbecue?" Harry suggested. "That is basically grilling meat over an open fire outdoors, sometimes with jacket potatoes and corn on the cob. Serve it with salad, coleslaw and spicy sauces and you have a filling meal. If the rest of you can do the salads, Parvati and I can flame-grill the burgers and sausages.

"Since Parv's Hindi, maybe we should use pork or lamb for the burgers rather than beef. Probably the latter, as pork and poultry are best precooked in an oven and merely lightly charred on the barbecue grill."

Pugsley and I can cook a mean barbecue, Harry love.

Thanks, Weds darling. Can your Dad buy a barbecue for us for next weekend?

Sure, Harry! How about a modern large gas one with a few large gas cannisters? You don't get the full charcoal smoke taste or smell, but a good Barbecue Sauce can make up for that…

Thanks, Weds. I'm already drooling!

Don't forget to snog us if we help you, Weds!

I won't, Parv. As if I ever need to be reminded to kiss my True Loves…

"What do you think about a barbecue next weekend, Tori, Luna?"

"That sounds lovely, Harry. It should scare off the Wrackspurts!"

By now, all five of her friends had learned not to seek further clarification of a random Luna remark…

"Welcome to River Heights!" Nancy Drew exclaimed as Rex and the Danas led Remus and Tonks out from the portal. "I am Nancy Drew; this is my husband Ned Nickerson, and this is our mutual boyfriend Frank Hardy."

"I wouldn't have thought that American Muggles would be so open about such things," Tonks noted.

"We call non-magical humans No-Majs in the States, my dear," said Gomez Addams, arriving with his wife on his arm through another portal. The Six Goddesses had installed the portals to and from River Heights in a private area of the Nancy Drew Leisure Centre, reserved for the personal use of Nancy, her family and friends.

"We are generally discrete," Ned told her, "although anyone with eyes can see that at least two of our six children are Frank's biologically. Certainly, Nancy's biographers, all of them using the penname of Carolyn Keene, were advised strongly by their publishers to use one or the other of me and Frank as Nancy's sole love interest. You just cannot depict two All-American Jocks as bisexual…"

"That doesn't stop those odious oiks depicting Nancy as effectively double-timing the pair of you," Rex pointed out with a scowl. "How ungentlemanly can you get?!"

"Thank you, Rex," Nancy replied with a smile. "Being effectively branded a slut isn't nice. Still, I am willing to make that sacrifice for the loves of my life. My reputation can survive it. Theirs are unlikely to survive the Truth…

"The three of us are in love. I can bear anything with Ned and Frank beside me."

"Or inside you…"

"Tonks!" hissed a mortified Remus. "Do you wish to make a bad impression on our hosts?!

"This is Nymphadora Tonks. I am Remus Lupin. Before we go any further, I must tell you that I am a werewolf."

"That's nothing to be ashamed of," Morticia assured him. "My godson Eddie Munster is one too and he is a real sweetie.

"Mes amis, the White Council has given us permission to discuss the Wizard World with you. You are under no threat of having your memories altered. Signor Zatara, Mr Blood and the Ancient One, plus their friends, Dr Fate and Endora all supported it and that was enough for the Council to quickly and unanimously pass the motion, due apparently to a healthy fear of hellfire. A young protegee of the Council, a very tall man from Chicago in his twenties, has been assigned as a Council envoy to Potter Island as a precondition of their continued support on the other hand. He should be visiting the island in a few days.

"Gomez, mon amour, I believe it is nearly time for us to enter. It should be a fascinating meeting…"

"Of course, my little chickadee! By the way, Ms Drew, are you related to the late great lawyer Carson Drew? You have his profile, as well as his surname."

"Yes, Mr Addams. I'm his daughter."

"I was mentored by a younger former colleague of his when I first practised. It is good to meet you, my dear."

"Gomez, mon amour…"

"Coming, mi amor!" Gomez offered his arm to his wife, which she accepted with a sultry smile.

"Ah, True Love!" Tonks sighed wistfully. "Maybe it will come to me sometime. Come on, Remus!" As she said this, she gave Remus a significant glance, which he didn't notice, but the Danas did and sighed happily.

Nancy, Ned and Frank led the party to what was the main hall. Usually, it was used for badminton or gymnastics, but it doubled as a conference venue. Several rows of chairs were filled by a good couple of hundred youthful-looking men and women.

"Everyone," said Frank in a voice and attitude indicative of a natural commander, "please welcome Gomez and Morticia Addams, Nymphadora Tonks and Remus Lupin warmly. They represent the White Council, an international body of wizards and witches.

"Six ascended beings who were once worshipped as the Greek Goddesses Hera, Athena, Aphrodite, Artemis, Hestia and Hecate chose the Paranormal Investigations Bureau, Mystery Inc, the Three Investigators and the Danas to befriend a group of young witches and wizards. Joe, Iola, Evelyn, Doris, David and Peter Morton and the Craigs have since been introduced to them. Gomez and Morticia are the parents of two of the magical children and Remus and Nymphadora…"

"It's Tonks! Don't call me that bloody stupid name!"

"Remus and Tonks are two mages acting as mentors to the teenage ones. Please make all four of our guests welcome with a round of applause." The assembled crowd did so with relish.

"Thank you for the warm welcome, Mr Hardy," Gomez replied. "I look forward to being introduced to you all individually in due course."

"We can, however, ask some of our community leaders to come up," Jean Dana suggested. "I think you should meet Trixie Frayne, Julian Kirrin and Dan Robinson at least, since you already familiar with Louise, Nancy, Frank, Jupiter and David." As she spoke, three figures stood up. One was a short sturdy woman with round blue eyes and sandy blonde hair, the second was a tall dark-haired man and the third was another tall dark-haired man, albeit slender rather than muscular in build.

"Sure thing, Jean," the woman replied, with an accent from the Hudson Valley. "I'm Beatrix Frayne, co-president of the Bob-Whites of the Glen. Calls me Trixie. Everyone does."

The more muscular of the men introduced himself as George Kirrin's paternal cousin Julian, leader of the Famous Five and the other as Dan Robinson, leader of the Baker Street Irregulars. "I got the idea from my great-grandfather Sherlock Holmes," he told the bemused wizards. "Not that at that point I knew that he was my great-grandfather or even real."

"The Baker Street Irregulars were his group of street urchins, right?" Remus remembered. "A great idea, as nobody notices children and teenagers hanging around the streets outside of school hours."

"Exactly!" Dan agreed.

"Thanks to his development of the Royal Jelly Honey, my great-grandad is still fit and active, despite having just turned 143! Hopefully, you shall get to meet him someday."

"After that week from hell," Hermione complained, "I have never felt happier for a weekend."

"Me too!" Padma agreed. "All that running around was exhausting!

"What do you think, Ron?"

"Well, if it makes us fitter and healthier, that's a good thing, Pads. I certainly feel faster and stronger for it.

"That said, I want a swim." He pulled himself off his sun lounger and headed down the beach to the sea. "Coming, my loves?!"

"Actually, I could do with a dip in this heat," Padma noted, adjusting the strap on her bikini top. "What about you, Hermione darling?"

"I'll come, Pads. A gentle swim I can cope with. If either you or Ron suggest we run a lap of the island, however, prepare to be hexed!"

"So, Mr Lupin," Trixie began, "I would like to introduce you to some of my fellow Bob-Whites of the Glen. This is my husband and co-president Jim Frayne. Also, this is my elder brother Brian Belden and his wife Madelaine. We call her Honey and she's my bestie.

"Honey, Jim and I run the Belden-Frayne-Wheeler Detective Agency together. Brian's a doctor. We still live in my hometown of Sleepyside-on-Hudson with our kids."

Remus looked at the other three Bob-Whites. Jim had red hair, green eyes and the air of an equestrian. Honey had shoulder-length golden-brown hair, large hazel eyes and the shoulders of a swimmer and her husband Brian was a dark, handsome man with a calm manner. You can tell that he's a doctor or a healer…

"Our job is basically keeping Trixie out of trouble," Brian told Remus with a smile.

"That's for sure!" Honey agreed. "Half my life is spent trying to sooth the feelings of those insulted by Trixie's tendency to jump to conclusions and accuse without evidence."

"Hey!" Jim protested. "Whilst Trixie can be impulsive, she always gets it right in the end. How many times has she come through for the rest of us Bob-Whites in the past?

"We wouldn't even have a Bob-Whites Club without her thirst for adventure and outdoor pursuits. I think that we owe her a great deal."

"All of that is true. Both Honey and I love her dearly. We tease those that we love, after all."

"They are a lively bunch, those Bob-Whites!" Julian Kirrin told Remus with a grin. "If Trixie is one of the leaders, that is guaranteed!

"You know my cousin George. This is my younger brother Dick and his wife Jo and our younger sister Anne and her husband Peter. Peter, his sister Janet and her husband Jack are the leaders of the Secret Seven Society…"

"Or the Secret Seven for short," Janet added with a smile. "Our badges say "S.S." after all."

"I keep telling you how unfortunate that acronym is," George sighed.

"Do we look like genocidal madmen to you?!" Peter snapped.

"Neither did many of the other "S.S.", my darling," Anne told him, with an air of resignation. "George has a point, Pete, as you well know."

"With the benefit of hindsight, it wasn't the best acronym to choose in post-war Britain," Jack added.

"You are right," Peter admitted with a sigh. "Why didn't I include Scamper? The Secret Eight and "SE" acronym would have been much better. I mean, when our George got banned from attending by his father, Scamper took his place temporarily anyway."

"Scamper?!"

"Scamper is our golden English Cocker Spaniel," Peter explained. "He is an honorary member…"

"Our George's Timothy has been officially one of the Famous Five from the very start," Dick commented airily.

"With Buster, Baskerville, Mackie and Brock, plus Jack Trent's parrot Kiki and Jigger Johnson's monkey Ranji, we British former young adventurers have quite the menagerie. Admittedly, the Americans have Captain Caveman, Dynomutt, Fangface and even Speed Buggy, but that's the Yanks for you!"

Remus nodded bemused. What sort of an insect is Speed Buggy? Where did they find a caveman? Who calls a dog Dynomutt? What sort of animal is Fangface?

The Potter Island Book Club was perusing the muggle section of the library. Hermione was surprised to learn that Pansy and Millie had loved pretending to be Nancy and Peggy Blackett, the captain and crew of the Amazon. "We had a small sailing dinghy, that Millie would steer across the lake with the greatest of ease," Pansy told her. "There was a small island that we would land on, so we could play together.

"Unlike Draco with Crabbe and Goyle, I have always seen Millie as much my best friend as my enforcer. She and I are playmates, best friends and now girlfriends. I love her, Hermione, and deep down I think that I always have."

"As I now realise that I fell for Ron when he got injured on that chessboard back at the end of our first year, Pansy. I guess that I should have known that he was meant for me. Pads making three of us just makes it perfect!" Hermione pulled Padma in for a quick kiss.

"I know what you mean," Pansy agreed. "Us Slytherin girls were always close, but to fall in love with each other just ensures that we shall always be a family. To get three sexy Gryffindors and a gorgeous girl from Ilvermorny thrown in for good measure is wonderful!"

"Same here," Hannah agreed. "I grew up with Sue, Lav and Nev, so being effectively married to them all feels a natural development of our existing relationships.

"Now, I wonder which of Captain Hastings' reminiscences they have in stock…?"

"You all like muggle books," Hermione noticed. "There were never any in the Hogwarts library."

"That is a school library, Hermione darling," Padma told her. "Most of the books are reference ones or textbooks, so we can do further reading, particularly for assignments. This is as much for pleasure as for study.

"When 'The Tales of Beedle the Bard' is just about the only light reading in an entire library, you would not expect to see many muggle books other than for Muggle Studies essays. We didn't exactly cover the development of muggle detection or how muggle children entertained themselves in the 1930's."

"You are right, my love," Hermione said softly. "Well, we can discuss our favourite muggle histories and biographies over a pot of tea. I'll be mother!"

Harry, Ginny and Daphne had just returned from a swim with their dolphin pod when they met Luna and Astoria returning from their own swim. Hedwig was nearby enjoying a flight. Harry waved at his owl. Can I do something for you today, Harry?

Sorry?

Great Athena! You can hear my thoughts?

Yes, Hedwig. I'm an honorary Asgardian now. I knew that allowed us to communicate telepathically with dolphins, but not owls. You didn't speak when I fed you yesterday. Did you?

I've been speaking to you for over three years, silly human! Is it my fault that you couldn't understand me?!

Merlin! I'm sorry, Hedwig. This telepathy is a new thing. We can talk now, though. Thank you for all that you have done for me.

Don't mention it, Harry. I am glad that you are my pet wizard.

Well, I am glad that you are my pet owl!

Cool! I wonder if our other animals can speak to us now.

They should be able to, Ginger Mate of Harry. At least us owls can, but I can't speak Cat to converse with the felines. Perhaps you can act as our translators.

I'm Ginger Mate of Harry now?! I like it!

That could get confusing when Trace is around, Gin.

Well, Brunette Mate of Harry would be even more confusing, Daffy. There are five of you who count for that…

Can we get off this Mating idea, please?!

We will be your Mates in due course, Harry. Why not claim the titles now?

May you be granted many owlets, Harry!

Thanks Hedwig. I think…

This voices in the head thing will take some getting used to!

You are in the bond link too, Tori. Cool! We can chat all the time now. What about you, Luna?

Everyone is in my mind now, Ginny. How strange! I'll never be alone again though.

Once again, Luna found herself being drawn into a three-way hug by Ginny and Astoria. "No," Ginny said softly, "you won't."

"Not if we have anything to do with it!" Astoria agreed.

"We are all one big happy family on Potter Island," Harry added. "Welcome to the tribe, Luna!"

"It must be the Wrackspurts making my mind all fuzzy, because I am sure that I am not supposed to be crying happy tears…"

"Ah, Mr and Mrs Addams," Dan Robinson said with a smile, "permit me to introduce you to Liz Spencer, her husband Jeff Webster and Mickey Denning. They, along with my dog Baskerville, complete the Baker Street Irregulars."

"It is a pleasure to meet you both," Liz, a tall slender blonde, said politely. "I've never met genuine wizards before, Jason Blood apart. That said, I had heard of your work as a model, Mrs Addams, and of your husband's efforts as both a lawyer and an entrepreneur."

"It is a pleasure to make your acquaintances too, mes amis. Thank you for your kind words.

"Ms Spencer, you didn't take your husband's surname…"

"Of course not! My mother would have disowned me if I had done anything so symptomatic of our patriarchal oppressors…"

"Liz is a fierce Women's Libber," the tall, stocky and fair-haired Jeff commented, "with the emphasis on the fierce…"

"Ignore my husband, Mr and Mrs Addams. He is a male chauvinist pig!"

"Well, Little Miss Militant…!"

"We should leave them both be," Mickey noted. He is short with close-cropped dark hair and large ears that stuck out like those of an elephant. During his schooldays, his classmates had jokingly named him "Mickey Mouse". "They'll be arguing for hours."

"No, Mickey," Dan corrected him. "This is them flirting! Mr and Mrs Addams, this is the story of their relationship…"

"I see, my good man. Call us Gomez and Morticia."

"Then call us Dan, Mickey, Jeff and Liz."

"Hang on, Dan. Why was my name last?!"

"Sorry, Liz…"

"We met some useful people," Remus said that night, as he, Tonks, Gomez and Morticia reported back to the group on Potter Island. "A couple called John and Nancy Walker mentioned that they would teach you sailing, for example.

"Nancy was an odd one, I felt. She kept saying "Ahoy!" and "Shiver my timbers!" Apparently, she liked stories of pirates and so renounced her given name of Ruth as pirates are…"

"Ruthless!" Millie cried. "Her maiden name wasn't Blackett, by any chance?"

"The captain of The Amazon married the captain of The Swallow," Pansy noted. "How romantic! When are they coming?"

"Mon pere," Wednesday asked, "can you buy us a gas-powered barbecue for next weekend please? We were thinking of having another social."

"Of course."

"Merci beaucoup! Pugsley, you and I are going to show the others barbecuing the Addams way."

"Sure, Sis! It will be fun. Filling too!"