A/N: Well, those damned cliffhanger protestors are gone, I think. Now, I can type in peace. NO MORE CLIFFHANGERS, yet, of course. Now, off to the Epilogue.

I'm afraid to tell ya this, but this is OFFICIALLY the last chapter of the Marauders' Butt 2. But, do not worry, you have not seen the end yet! For, I have finished plotting my lastest masterpiece, The MARAUDERS' BUTT 3!!!! Yes, I'm creating it. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Disclaimer: HARRY POTTER, characters, names and related indicia belongs to Warner Bros. (Which reminds me, the second movie has made a good improvement.) Harry Potter Publishing Rights belongs to the Mistress J. K. Rowling (Finally, after two years of waiting, The Order of the Phoenix is FINALLY created!)

INSANITY DEGREE: Can't tell now. My Insanity Degree Meter malfunctioned after staying in POSITIVE INFINITY status for so long.

Epilogue

There and Back Again

A few hours later...

Harry woke up with the bright sunlight upon him. He looked up. A great big hole formed on the wooden roof.

He tried to remember what happened. The last thing he saw after Dumbledore said the word "One" was a bright light, probably the great explosion.

Then, darkness.

This place looks familiar, he thought.

"You have been asleep for quite a time, Harry."

He looked around. Near him, was Dumbledore.

"Where are we?"

"Can't you remember?"

Suddenly, a thought hit Harry.

"The Burrow! But, how did we end up here?"

Dumbledore smiled and answered, "It seemed that the explosion was so great that the impact made a powerful shockwave that sent us flying across the Atlantic Ocean, back to England. Of course, it means, some parts of America flew here as well. I woke up just on time to see the Americans tow all of New York City from the coast of Ireland all the way back to U.S.A. eight hours ago."

"Where are the others?"

"Clearing themselves up."

"Not bad. We did recapture Voldemort back and not forgetting Obliviate the Muggles. Let's just call it Mission Accomplished."

"NOT SO FAST!!!"

Dumbledore and Harry turned around. Behind them, was an intact (but soot black) Inn D. Pink.

"How did you survive?" Harry asked.

"The shockwave also sent me across the Atlantic, y'know," Inn. D. Pink replied. "Now, I shall finish you all, on this very spot." They suddenly realised that he was carrying two laser guns, one on each hand.

"Harry,' Dumbledore whispered. "If there is a better time for you to duck, it will be now."

Inn pulled both triggers.

"RUN!!!!"

Soon, in half a minute, the used-to-be living room is in total chaos. As Harry and Dumbledore rushed around the room at top speed, Inn D. Pink pulled the triggers at a similar speed.

"What is going on?" was the voice of Ron upstairs. He came down, just in time to see the last wall of the living room collapse.

"Oh no! Mum is gonna kill me!"

"Weasley!" Dumbledore shouted, as he dodged the lasers. "Where is the nearest bathroom?"

"WHAT? You want to use it now?"

"NO! JUST TELL US!!"

"IT'S OVER THERE!" Ron said as he pointed towards the kitchen. "ON YOUR RIGHT!"

Harry and Dumbledore ran towards the kitchen (At that time, Dumbledore received a good center parting as one of the lasers merely skimmed past his hair.) and turned a sharp 90ยบ turn into the bathroom. They closed the door and locked it.

Harry sighed. "Phew! That was close. AARRRGGHHH!!!!"

It so happened that Inn D. Pink used the laser gun to slowly break the lock open.

"NOW WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO?"

Dumbledore suddenly remembered by a brain wave how to change grains of sand into objects spell. He looked at the toilet and tapped the wand on it. The water tank was still full.

He set his plan into action.

Finally, Inn D. Pink broke open the lock. That's when he tripped on one of the homemade Weasleys' 'Welcome To Our Humble Bathroom' mats, which under it were a few dozen freshly transfigured marbles. His head crashed onto the surface of the toilet and he was knocked out, I'm afraid to say.

"Now, Harry, we are to lift his body and splash it into the toilet bowl," Dumbledore said.

"What are you going to do?"

"Just do as I say."

In a minute's time, they had carried the body and positioned his body into the bowl.

"OBLIVIATE!!!" The green light shot into Inn D. Pink's body. Dumbledore reached for the flushing chain.

What that is about to happen is extremely graphic.

The rest of the gang came in just on time to see one by one, his head, his arms, his torso, his legs, all got sucked by the current and disappeared into the pipe and the unknown world below. Hermione shuddered in fear at the sight of this.

"Back to where he belonged," Dumbledore said as he whipped his wand back. "In the sewers."

Suddenly, the toilet exploded and water and blood gushed out everywhere in the bathroom. A very de-formed corpse flew up and landed on the floor, releasing an indescribable odour.

Dumbledore sighed. "I'm afraid, his huge body caused a blockage in the pipes, causing the strong current of the water to tear apart his body and the pipe itself. My Obliviate spell has gone to waste then."

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"What an adventure," Harry said. "And it's not even school term has started."

"Yes, indeed," Hermione replied.

An owl then swooped in with a huge envelope and dropped it in front of Dumbledore. It then flew away.

He opened it, revealing a long 10-meter parchment. "Let me read it," Dumbledore said, then read.

Dear Professor Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School II of Witchcraft and Wizardry,

As you might know, the O.W.L.s examination results have just arrived. And the list below (which has covered 99% of this parchment, I'm afraid to say.) are the candidates' names as well as their performance during the examinations.

Sincerely,

Cornelius Fudge,

Minister of Magic,

Ministry of Magic.

"I will read only the three of you first," said Dumbledore.

Granger, Hermione

Charms: A

Herbology: A

Astronomy: A

Defense Against the Dark Arts: A

I don't think I need to write anymore.

"No surprise there," whispered Ron to Harry.

Potter, Harry

Charms: A

Herbology: A

Divination: A

"I wonder how he can get an A grade for Divination. That subject is stupid." asked Hermione to herself.

Defense Against the Dark Arts: A

Potions: A

"WOW!" remarked Harry. "I got A for Potions! How did I do that?"

"May I answer your question?" Dumbledore replied. "A Confundus charm on the poor examiner."

"How did you know?"

"It'll take a miracle for you to get an A for Potions," Dumbledore answered with a smirk. "Well, there's nothing better for me to mention except your A- in History of Magic. On to our final victim."

Ron gulped.

"Ah! I see you have an A for Potions," remarked Dumbledore. "Harry, try not to make your Confudus curse too strong. Well, you got B for History of Magic, but there is nothing better for me to mention.

After a while, Dumbledore began to think about something.

"Which reminds me..." as Dumbledore looked at Voldemort. he was busy gulping down Sun Lotion during that time.

"Voldemort, would you like to have a job as caretaker of Hogwarts II?"

If they were a cartoon, their jaws could have dropped to the floor.

"Are you crazy, Professor?" asked Hermione. "He's too much of a lunatic to be a caretaker!"

"I'm afraid I have no choice. Argus Filch resigned, saying that next term will be just as insane as the last while Potter is still around."

Voldemort smirked. "FILCHIE DEFEATED! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I WILL TAKE DA JOB!!!"

Everyone smacked their heads. They knew whenever Voldemort is around, there's sure to be chaos waiting around the corner.

THE END

A/N: *sobs I'm so sad. My masterpiece ended TOO FAST! But then, who cares? Be prepared for my ultimate arsenal, THE POWERFUL MADNESS OF MY MARAUDERS' BUTT 3!!!! MU@H@H@H@H@H@H@H@H@H@H@H@H@H@!!!!!!!